<?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-5061483</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:04:45.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Rickman's Lembas Shoppe</title><subtitle type='html'>Endril Lei rants about everything from her latest obsessions to her hatred for school! You are in certain trouble if you can't handle a little petty talk about brocolli cheese soup, Alan Rickman, King Voden, Liam Neeson, Ryan Seacrest, Ewan McGreggor, Matt Damon, Jude Law, Colin Ferral, Guy Pearce, Viggo Mortensen,Queer As Folk, etc, etc, etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106624568597316848</id><published>2003-10-15T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:22:34.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just in case anyone still reads this, I've moved. My old computer gave me too much trouble, so I had to switch. Of course now I'm having a much better time, but it's far too hard to up keep two journals. &lt;br /&gt;so sorry, dearest Blogger! It was wonderful while it lasted! Maybe one day you and i can be ruinited. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106624568597316848?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106624568597316848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106624568597316848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106624568597316848' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106382542287522190</id><published>2003-09-17T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T14:03:42.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eling Better Every Step of the Way.... [Sep. 17th, 2003|11:55 am] &lt;br /&gt;[ mood |  hopeful ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | japanese techno! ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued from post this morning:&lt;br /&gt;So after such a horrible morning, things are looking up for those who keep questioning me (for the terrible morning in question, see previous entry). Anthropology was actually interesting! we had a guy come in and show us slides from Australia, Canada, and Africa of hunters and gatherers where he lived and studied for years on end. Now *That's* what I want to do with my life... &lt;br /&gt;Then I checked my mail and got three things that were wonderful. One: I recieved my global links pairing. It's someone named Nawin, and I wonder if it's a boy or girl and where they are from! I hope they're nice... we get to go to a global links ice-cream social on Saturday as well! how fun!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I recieved my very first hand-written letter, from Jane. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Third, I recieved a round tin from my aunt! Inside were a bunch of yummy smelling cookies, and letters from each of my cousins! Isn't that sweet? I guess I have some letter writing to do...&lt;br /&gt;Also, there were rice krispies treats at lunch today. Yes, that's right, I fight depression with yummy food! So there! Good thing I live on the 4th floor, eh? ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Urg. Well still have German and health to go. Maybe will take a nice little nap and do some homework and just *Take it easy* for a little while. Jeeze. All this depression is making me tired! Good thing I feel so much better now! I wonder if it's just mood swings ^_^ Alirght, well, I'm gonna get ready for class, have some cookies, and be happy, alright? IT's beautiful outside (Albiet a little hot without the lovely breeze) and sunny. oooo! Maybe this is PMS! (boys didn't need to know that). ^_^&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/5061483-106382542287522190?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382542287522190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382542287522190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106382542287522190' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106382537931862817</id><published>2003-09-17T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T14:02:59.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! [Sep. 17th, 2003|09:14 am] &lt;br /&gt;[ mood |  depressed ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | none. music sucks. everything stupidly sucks ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks ASS. So we have our the first part of my first real college paper due today-- nothing big, bibliography and research stuff. But I'm doing my best to do it right and spend a total of 8 hours in a library and up 'till 2 last night typing and making sure everything is exactly as the proffesseur wants it and exactly in MLA format and such. And this morning. MY ALARM DOESN'T FUCKING GO OFF. I'm so freaked out that i don't even brush my teeth or eat anything, just throw on jeans and a bra and run to class. Which means besides the fact that I have to sit through an entire class worrying about whether she'll accept my paper, i also have to worry about whether my stupid morning breath is bad enough to make the person next to me hate me forever. So I'm late to class. Which means I have to turn in my paper after class. Which means it is late. I don't know how how she will handle it, if she will take off a grade or what, but she DID accept it. I haven't been able to concentrate all day on the stupid unfairness of it all. I hate school. I was even working on getting everything together, doing my homework on the days i got it assigned so i could concentrate on the paper and everything, and obviously it doesn't fucking matter. Stupid paper. Whatever. I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: only 20 minutes later, I feel a little better now. I think it's just that heat of the moment been bothering me for 2 hours but can't do anything about it kind of rant. I got out the tears, and now am distracted. Lets take our usual optimistic outlook, eh? Things honestly can only get better from here on up today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106382537931862817?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382537931862817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382537931862817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106382537931862817' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106382533499055139</id><published>2003-09-17T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T14:02:15.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going Downhill [Sep. 16th, 2003|03:20 pm] &lt;br /&gt;[ mood |  stressed ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | new age.... something soothing... despertly needed ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, this is one of the funniest things I've seen. Watch it for a minute or two ^_^ Check out the other ones by clicking on "Toons" at the top. Some of them are really great. some are stories and will end on their own, some are not, and you have to just stop them by going back to the toon page. Anyhow, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/8/&lt;br /&gt;http://weeble.fluent.ltd.uk/toons/21/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/22/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I love about small towns: How this town IS the university. There's this little crosswalk that I have to go over on my way to health. There are no stopsigns nor lights here. And yet, the cars ALWAYS stop. ALWAYS. Even if I will stop at the curb and there are three cars waiting behind them, they will always wave me through. And during Freshman week, when we were still trying to find our way around places, like to the lake or the movie theater, I swear we drove down 5 one way streets. Once or twice right in front of a cop, who just looked over and shook her head sadly, and went back to doing whatever it was she was doing. IT was kind of funny that way. &lt;br /&gt;Lesse... I updated a new story to fanfiction for anyone that cares about that stuff. It's a strange little one-shot written when I couldn't sleep at about 1 in the mornig to new-age music during writer's block, so you can imagine.... anyhow, check it out. "All in a Name," under the usual Smike McMerlyn pen name.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so since I couldn't get a hold of Allison for dinner tonight (we haven't been able to catch eachother all day), I went down by myself where I met my foreign friends Dali, Rie, and Tamaki. We all sat down together and talked for a long time. At one point, Tamaki leaned over, as we were talking about weekends, and how I had gone to see a movie, and asked me if i had ever seen Pirates of the Caribbean. I told her yes. And, without ANY prompt from me, mind you, she said, "oh I love that movie! But I love the actors more! Orlando Bloom.... especially Johnny Depp!" and Rie overheard and said "ooo! Johnny Depp is so cool!" And I didn't even bring the subject up ^_^ It was decided they wanted to watch Chocolat or something. It was so cute! ^_^ I might just ask to bring one or two of them home for Thanksgiving if it can be arranged. They have nowhere to go and said they have "never seen the inside of a real American house." hehe. i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT (9:30 p.m.): &lt;br /&gt;So I ordered a House T-shirt, right? I ordered a large because I figured they were normal shirts and i am not exactly the skinniest person alive. So of course we get them, and they're SUPER CUTE! They say "Missouri Hall, Showering together since 1965" on the front and "why else would we choose truman" on the back... i love it! But of coruse the t-shirts are NOT normal. They are Men's BIG AND TALL shirts. Mine goes BELOW MY FUCKING KNEES! I can't wear it ANYWHERE except to sleep in, and i actually want to WEAR this. IT SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;So earlier today I didn't feel well... it wasn't a normal not feel well, like a sickness or anything, just... strange. I felt heavy... and off-balance. But then it got better.&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel even stranger. I just spent another 4 hours in the library getting COMPLETELY stressed out, because for the bibliography due tomorrow, we have to have TWO journals, and I can't find any. And I DID look up different subjects from religion and spain and renaissance and golden age and painters nad literature.... there was NOTHING! I was at the point of crying in the middle of the library. Finally I gave up and just choose one... But at this point, I feel like my body is running completely on stress... that it is the only thing keeping it up. It feels like... adrenelyne. REally. It's so strong that my hands are actually shaking, I feel light-headed, everything is in a haze... it could be caffiene, I suppose, but i doubt it. It's NEVER done this before.... i can hardly sit still, my body is physically shaking slightly...and yet i feel very, very tired.My heart is beating and i feel rushed and full of energy yet drained and really, really stressed. I have so much to do... and yet I can barely concentrate on the words on the screen... my finges want to type fast then I can and my words are getting all ahead of eachother..... I guess i need sleep.... i have no clue....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106382533499055139?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382533499055139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382533499055139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106382533499055139' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106382525849507033</id><published>2003-09-17T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T14:00:58.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU MUST CHOOSE YOUR LIFE TODAY! [Sep. 15th, 2003|07:02 pm] &lt;br /&gt;[ mood |  drained ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | the BEATLES! LET IT BE! ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story: something might just be wrong with our airconditioner. Last night it was making HORRIBLE loud, scary noises.... and then it SHOT ICE. That's right, from within the air-conditioner spouted ice-cubes that launched themselves across the room. REally. It scared the SHIT out of me! We turned it off.... We think that rain may have gotten inside, and since hte temperature dropped outside and since we kept it on as it was still hot inside te dorm-rooms, it froze or... something. Anyway, it was frightning. But we have an automatic ice-maker now. ^_^ Just kidding&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how is it that people can walk up in here, some with only 17 years of life in their pockets to speak of, and know exactly what it is what they want to do for the rest of their damned life? I mean, I have NO CLUE what I want to do at this point, and already they're making "undecided" for more than one or two semesters sound like the worst thing on the planet. But the two things I might be leaning towards I haven't even taken yet! SO STOP PUSHING ME, YOU HEAR?!?! Grrrrr. Stupid classes. &lt;br /&gt;Oooo, so I saw a girl in the cafeteria today who had a Teen Girl Squad hoodie (for those who don't know about this, go to homestarrunner.com and look up StrongBad E-mail)! Isn't that the coolest thing ever?! Apparently she and her friends each chose a character (i.e. The Ugly One, The Cheerleader,etc) from TGS and each made a sweatshirt with their favourite parts from the comic. hehe. isn't that awsome. Some of da old peeps from U. City should definently do that. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;Lets see... today. Well, I was exhausted, but art history was fine as usual. note taking, history, all good except for this horrid paper.... Math sucked as always. Anthro... well, we didn't do too much or get tests back, but we DID HAVE SNICKERDOODLES!!! WHOOOOOOT! and chocolate chip cookies. But really. SNICKERDOODLES! If any of you have never had this cookie, have it NOW. That's an order. They are simple, but hte best cookies in the world. For some reason I always thought it was a jewish thing.... some other girl in my class agreed. Apparantly everyone gets their recipies from their Jewish friends... *smacks lips* I had so many I skipped dinner 'cos they're SO GOOD! Then there was....right, German. Which was... okay. The class is really really boring. I got an okay grade on my quiz, but mostly because I forgot to capatilize all the stupid nouns. Grrr. I WILL remeber. I feel like a fool complaining about how boring and easy that class is and then getting such a so-so grade on a quiz that was easy. *sigh* I still love the language tho.... Then there was health, weight-lifting again... fun/painful as always. &lt;br /&gt;I took a two-hour nap today as I could barely keep my eyes open. I took a LOOOONG HOT shower ^_^ in the big shower with light. Shaved. Feel all clean. Pampered. Still don't know if cleansing or exfoiliating goes first. I helped Kyle print out his paper (i met him at the beginning of the year. he's a sweet kid). Kim is goign out tonight for sororiety stuff, so I get the house to meself. whoot! Auggie may come over.&lt;br /&gt;Lesse, I should prolly get some homework done now so tomorrow I can focus completely on that STUPID art history paper. Might just go to bed early tonight if possible, but that nap prolly screwed me up badly. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a poem I love... I learned the first paragraph from my latin teacher last year. It's very pretty. Here is the whole thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita&lt;br /&gt;mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,&lt;br /&gt;ché la diritta via era smarrita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi quanto a dir qual era è cosa dura,&lt;br /&gt;esta selva selvaggia e aspra e forte&lt;br /&gt;che nel pensier rinova la paura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tant'è amara che poco è più morte;&lt;br /&gt;ma per trattar del bene ch'i' vi trovai,&lt;br /&gt;dirò dell'altre cose ch'i' v'ho scorte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io non so ben ridir com'i' v'entrai:&lt;br /&gt;tant'era pien di sonno a quel punto&lt;br /&gt;che la verace via abbandonai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma poi ch'i' fui al piè d'un colle giunto,&lt;br /&gt;là dove terminava quella valle,&lt;br /&gt;che m'avea di paura il cor compunto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guardai in alto, e vidi le sue spalle&lt;br /&gt;vestite già de' raggi del pianeta&lt;br /&gt;che mena dritto altrui per ogni calle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allor fu la paura un poco queta,&lt;br /&gt;che nel lago del cor m'era durata&lt;br /&gt;la notte ch'i' passai con tanta pieta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E come quei che con lena affannata,&lt;br /&gt;uscito fuor dal pelago alla riva,&lt;br /&gt;si volge a l'acqua perigliosa e guata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;così l'animo mio, ch'ancor fuggiva,&lt;br /&gt;si volse a retro a rimirar lo passo&lt;br /&gt;che non lasciò già mai persona viva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ch'èi posato un poco il corpo lasso,&lt;br /&gt;ripresi via per la piaggia diserta,&lt;br /&gt;sì che 'l piè fermo sempre era 'l più basso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed ecco, quasi al cominciar de l'erta,&lt;br /&gt;una lonza leggera e presta molto,&lt;br /&gt;che di pel maculato era coverta;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e non mi si partia dinanzi al volto,&lt;br /&gt;anzi 'mpediva tanto il mio cammino,&lt;br /&gt;ch'i' fui per ritornar più volte volto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temp'era dal principio del mattino,&lt;br /&gt;e 'l sol montava 'n su con quelle stelle&lt;br /&gt;ch'eran con lui quando l'amor divino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mosse di prima quelle cose belle;&lt;br /&gt;sì ch'a bene sperar m'era cagione&lt;br /&gt;di quella fera a la gaetta pelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'ora del tempo e la dolce stagione;&lt;br /&gt;ma non sì che paura non mi desse&lt;br /&gt;la vista che m'apparve d'un leone.&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/5061483-106382525849507033?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382525849507033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106382525849507033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106382525849507033' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106359433408718860</id><published>2003-09-14T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T21:52:14.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[ mood |  crazy ] &lt;br /&gt;[ music | Pirates and Conan's Anniversary Show ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, if i don't give a backstory, no-one will ever get this story... i'm gonna slow down and take this slowly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;In 6th grade I found a fantasy series called RuneSword that had been written in the 80's and was out of print. I loved them. And being ME, I liked the underappreciated character, which happened to be an Elf named Endril (hence my name ^_^). I wrote my very first fanfiction about this, before I really knew what fanfiction was. &lt;br /&gt;SO, after all these years I'd pretty much forgotten about it all (despite the 12 composition notebooks that I still have), until Keith last night mentioned that he knew a friend whose name online was ALSO endril. Which I have never heard of in my life. I always assumed I was the only person who had ever read these books. Of course, looking back, he probably an RPG person, not books, but the POINT is that it got me thinking again about Runesword and Endril. So I looked up "Endril" on google. I found this site:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.claytonemery.com/runesword.html&lt;br /&gt;It is The Story Behind RuneSword, where the author who wrote one of the books talks about he characters, and ESPECIALLY about Endril. And at the bottom, it said "e-mail questions or comments." So I gathered up my stupid courage and wrote an e-mail. I figured what the hell, he'll never write back anyway ^_^ But just a half hour ago or so, I recieved this letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't apologize. Your comments are exactly the sort of thing I like to &lt;br /&gt;read. One of my biggest pleasures in life is sitting down with a good &lt;br /&gt;book, and by writing good books, I try to get some of that back. To &lt;br /&gt;hear that people really do take my books to heart is terrific! I'm so &lt;br /&gt;pleased you identified with the character Endril. I was given only a &lt;br /&gt;bare bones description of him, but knowing that he was an elven &lt;br /&gt;outcast, it was easy to picture him as melancholy, longing for home, &lt;br /&gt;and occasionally snappish when asked about his homeland or pestered &lt;br /&gt;with dumb "human" questions. Endril would even have been of two minds &lt;br /&gt;hanging with the other outcasts, since they were much like him, but &lt;br /&gt;still not like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad to see you were writing stories about the character. &lt;br /&gt;That's a great way to stretch the mind and to spend more time with a &lt;br /&gt;pleasant "friend". I think it's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, thanks very much for writing. Authors need to hear it, and I &lt;br /&gt;appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton Emery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEE! ISN'T THAT THE MOST AWSOME THING YOU'VE EVER HEARD?!?!?!?! WHOA! i'm all happy and stuff. Who knew, eh?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106359433408718860?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106359433408718860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106359433408718860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106359433408718860' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106356041896023086</id><published>2003-09-14T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T12:26:58.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!</title><content type='html'>11:30 am - Johnny Depp is hot even without his eyes....bone structure, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee! I suppose I should simply carry on with the usual writing bit and tell you about last night. Which was awsome. And Johnny-Depptastic. *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;JESSE's GOT HIMSELF A GIRL AND I WANNA MAKE HER MINE! I WISH I HAD JESSE'S GIRL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I woke up pretty late considering how late i had been up the night before doing... oh right, the anime club. Which was awsome, because I know very little about Anime when it all comes down to it, so I had no clue what series we were watching. But that doesn't matter 'cos I do NOW! We watched Scrapped Princess (AWSOME!), Lain (also awsome), Samurai Deeper Kyo, and Last Exile. One of these was stupid, and I can't remember which one it was, but the other three i really liked. THEN we watched Nurato (Also super cool *giggles* hehe. "Super" Sensei rocked). Then they brought us McDonalds. ^_^ Of course it was only midnight or so, so we (meaning Allison,Denni, and myself) all went back to Keith and Josh's room to watch MORE anime! Whooot! &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (right, we were talking about yesterday, weren't we?)I spent 4 hours researching in the library. GRRRR. Stupid library. Apparently there aren't all that many resources on Murillo and I'm wondering if i should change... but who knows if i really got anything worthwhile done. It's hard to tell. Then I ate dinner with Todd (Who I met at Prism, and he's super awsome) and Allison, Alison, and Breanna. We had a REALLY good time just sitting at the table talking and we laughed a whole lot. We found Denni in the hall and we brought everyone up to my room.We lost Breanna along the way somewhere... Then we capered in the halls because we couldn't decide what to watch/where to watch it. Firt I believe we watched Queer as Folk in Allison's room. We all LOVE Todd (Who will be henceforth known as SCARLET, got it?), and then we decided to go see ONCE UPON A TIME IN MEXICO. hehe.Which I will tlak about later after finishing my night here. Anyhow, so we came back from that really hyper, and were going to do something else. But we couldn't decide on what to watch where. We all ran up to Scarlet's room (well, actually, we were elevator happy last night! WHEEEEEE!), but his roomate was watchign a movie. So we rode down to my floor and MY roomate was still there, but she was gonna leave. So we all went down to Auggie's room. Denni had left to do... something, but was coming back, but then we decided to watch BUT I'M A CHEERLEADER (which is the funniest damn movie ever! Okay, for whoever grew up watching HOOK, you know, with RObin Williams? RUFIO is in But I'm a CHeerleader! RUFIO!!! HAHAHAHA!), which Scarlet owns. So we left this message for Dennie on the board telling her we were capering through the halls from me and Johnny Depp. So we all rode BACK up to Scarlet's room, and he got the tape for us. Then we rode back to Auggie's room, but realised that her VHS has no tracking. So we rode back up to MY room and then we saw Keith wanting to know if I wanted to watch some more anime. I told him to come watch with us! And I forced him, so he called down Josh, and we were all gonna watch but then the boys started playing around on my computer and... doing things to it. Networking it or something. Who knows! But anyhow, they did that for awhile and we all sat around and talked (there were 7 people all crammed into my little two-person room). Then FINALLY we remembered the movie and watched that. It was awsome.&lt;br /&gt;Then Auggie, Alison, and Denni and I went back up to Keith and Josh's room where we all watched anime until 4:30 and the morning and lived happily ever after! Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for Once Upon A Time in Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was.... confusing. REally confusing. And kinda funny. But we did realise one thing. Johnny Depp will look hot forever. Because even without eyes, Johnny Depp has such awsome bone facial sturcture that you almost hate him! Well, no, you can't hate him. But it's hillarious 'cos he walking around blind as a bat wtih blood running down his face, and you STILL notice how pretty he is. Silly depp. Anyhow, everyone in that movie wears Michael Jackson outfits. Antonio Banderas plays the guitar angstily. Johnny Depp is awsome. He has little children as his guide, and shoots things. Everything is awsome. Nothing makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, NO MORE SPOILERS! Anyhow, i'm tired, but i was woken up by roomate, so I suppose i'm up now for good. At least until i fall down dead. *sigh* i have homework to do today. I have no choice but to do it. Stupid homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106356041896023086?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106356041896023086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106356041896023086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106356041896023086' title='WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106337890860962551</id><published>2003-09-12T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T14:35:56.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL THE REASONS WHY MY LIFE SUCKS</title><content type='html'>Reasons why life sucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*John Ritter Died. He wasn't very old. I love John Ritter! And Johnny Cash died too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I feel like shit because&lt;br /&gt;b) I have a cold and/or allergies and my throat and head hurts and my eyes itch&lt;br /&gt;c) I have run out of my second Kleenex supply&lt;br /&gt;d) I tired as I stayed up until 1:30 trying to study for anthropology which&lt;br /&gt;e) I still don't think I know the material really well and am freaking out&lt;br /&gt;f) Had to get up at 6:30&lt;br /&gt;g) am freezing as I have no sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;h) had to walk in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I) couldn't find my umbrella in the dark, or my keys for that matter&lt;br /&gt;j) I just failed my first math test, and most of it was stupid mistakes, so of course I feel like a freakin' idiot&lt;br /&gt;k) and this means that I can;t make ANY more bad test grades because I can only grop one&lt;br /&gt;l) I'm starving because I am running out of breakfast food and don't have time to go down in the mornings and&lt;br /&gt;m) have no car to go to Walmart for which to buy me food&lt;br /&gt;n) have no time for a nap because i have a choice first between studying and sleeping, and then l have a choice between eating and sleeping. I'll eat 'cos i haven't all day. &lt;br /&gt;o) my room is messy and i need to do laundry but I'm SOO tired&lt;br /&gt;p) I have part of an art history paper due Wednesday which means a weeked alone in the library which means...&lt;br /&gt;q) I won't see my friends/get to see Once Upon a TIme in Mexic/ got to lake&lt;br /&gt;r) My stupid allergy medicine isn't working.... except that i'm out of it, which could just be sleep.&lt;br /&gt;s) I have chills&lt;br /&gt;t) almost all of my pencils ran out during my anthro test and i couldn't come up with an answer to a question&lt;br /&gt;u) I couldn't think of what the second classifing system that was used, and i had one, erased it, put something else, and NOW i find out it was probably right the first time! ARG!&lt;br /&gt;v) I won't be able to go to a movie anyhow because I DON'T HAVE A CAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: okay, so it's later in the day, and I feel a little better, at least mentally ^_^ I think this morning was just a TEENSY bit stressful and overwhelming. My decongestant has finally kicked in, so i;m not as sniffly, but still stangely cold and really tired. BUT no longer strangely depressed, so that's all good. Plus I got a package from Ada of a German Dictionary, with a cute little note ^_^ That always makes me happy, so i sent him a letter back. Also, German was boring BORING, but I knew the correct grammar and my book didn't. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt; But here was the last reason why i was pissed off. It's kinda funny too ^_^ :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z) STUPID FUKCING BLOGGER ERASED MY POST AND REPLACED IT WITH SOME-ONE ELSES!!!!!!!!!!!  I DID NOT WRITE THIS!!! WHERE IS THE REST OF MY LIST?!?! (this appeared on my blog strangely after my post got erased. I wonder who it belongs toooo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;federick say i haolian when i ask ppl abt EWS. Wth. Canot ask meh. Jus bcuz he scored lower den me, den he nt happy. Duh. He said dat its a disgrace to lose me. Waliew! ....... I noe lah, i chi speaking, SO? Doesnt mean i duno hw to WRITE. Damn. And the stupid guys use their fingers to piak me. Attack me fr both side. BIG BAD BULLIES. ARGHHHH... Misfortune to be in this class..haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went climbing todae.... Jiawen was like asking me, "Y u alwayz go climb? Very fun meh?" ..I mean this is my interest lorz. One man's poison can be another man's meat *smting lidat*... rgt? heh. If i dun enjoy climbing, i wldnt even be bothered to commit myself to go every wed and fri. Cld have stayed hme and ZZZz like nobody's biz. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouldered for quite sometime jus now. Now my fingers feel so sore and painful :( ...Arms aching. GeEz. but of cos, it was fun lahz. My left knee got 2 small blue black, right knee got 4 small, 1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there it stops. strange, no?  Anyhow, maybe I will take it easy tongith and sleep and be with some friends, just to calm down my system, and work all weekend like a good girl. Ja! off to german!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106337890860962551?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106337890860962551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106337890860962551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106337890860962551' title='ALL THE REASONS WHY MY LIFE SUCKS'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106333541893690996</id><published>2003-09-11T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T21:56:58.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an in the closet STRAIGHT!</title><content type='html'>DAMN STUPID BLOGGER ERASING MY POSTS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, one awsome thing to talk about. Allison and I went to a Prism meeting tonight in an effort to be more active on campus. Prism (in case you don;t understand the refrence here) is the Gay/Straigh/Lesbian/Bi/transgendered group. I have a feeling Allison and I were one of the few straight people there...^_^  ANyhow, we played some "Get to know you games" and I met some people over Buffy and Will &amp; Grace conversations.  Anyhow, I met two really cool boys, one named todd, and awsome girl named Amanda. ANyhow, we stood around and talked for awhile nad then went back to Todd's room to watch some of a movie and talk some more. It was there I realised everyone prolly just assumed i was gay, so i had to let them down gently ^_^ I was an "in the closet straight!"  I hope they weren't too put off... But I told them all my thoughts as we had some deep conversations about how I believe love is all dependent on who you meet. Girl or guy, its all the right person, and love has to be right with any sex ^_^   So ANYWAY, Amanda and I talked a lot about Gay Eye for the Straight Guy (she may or may not be gay, as i didn't ask and its not my business, btu we DID talk about how hot Jai and Kyan were, so you never know, but then again who cares!). ANyhow, I left early because I have an anthropology test tomorrow (STUPID TEST!), but I had such a great time. If anyone hadn't noticed, I've been a little anxious about this making new friends issues, so I have finally started meeting other people I can really hang out with and such. SO! That's my day! Gotta go study!&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/5061483-106333541893690996?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106333541893690996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106333541893690996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106333541893690996' title='I&apos;m an in the closet STRAIGHT!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106325343567255926</id><published>2003-09-10T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T23:01:14.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, i found this quiz on TWC. It's actually kind of interesting. It's all about what sides of your brain you use and what kind of learner are you (visual, audio, etc). I thought some of the questions were a little iffy, but after reading my results, it sounds a lot like me! What do you guys think?  Let's see me results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Brain Usage Profile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditory : 47%&lt;br /&gt;Visual : 52%&lt;br /&gt;Left : 22%&lt;br /&gt;Right : 77%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara , you are strongly right-hemisphere dominant with balanced preference for auditory and visual modes of processing, a very effective mix for creativity and spontanaiety while being amenable to direction and focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this combination you are likely a very impatient learner. On the one hand, you deal with large abstractions while you must frequently reduce your processing to one dimensional channels. Fortunately, you also have the attributes of a visual learner so that simultaneous processing is also available to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar vein, your right hemisphere gives you an abstract orientation that you are able to link to the organizational and sequen- tial resources of the auditory learner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more passionate than most and have the capacity to be very persuasive. You can detect a great deal by listening to others and this, combined with your intuitive capabilities, would tend to make you an excellent friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are less reflective about yourself or your motivations, unless forced to be. Your tendency is to respond simultaneously to people and avoid a need to have expectations or demands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your organization and planning are flexible, and you are successful in "winging it" with sufficient verbal sophistication to blend with your spontaneity and creativity. You will experience discomfort only when situations become too organized or rigid and find yourself wanting to either flee or challenge them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be disorganized with piles of stuff laying everywhere. Unlike the more visually oriented person, however, you have a hard time relocating whatever you place unless you verbally state to yourself where you are putting something and then remind yourself what you are looking for when you go to retrieve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz yourself at: http://www.mindmedia.com/brainworks/first-paragraph.jsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106325343567255926?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106325343567255926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106325343567255926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106325343567255926' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106324653506258596</id><published>2003-09-10T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T21:15:35.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CRAP. I lost my post AGAIN! so there, people.  anyhow, i just got back from playing pool with some peeps. that was awsome. &lt;br /&gt;   Also... you know what, forget it. It's too hard to rewrite all these stupid posts. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106324653506258596?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106324653506258596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106324653506258596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106324653506258596' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106314700821038683</id><published>2003-09-09T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T17:36:48.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>music: Damien Rice. This music is awsome. And British.&lt;br /&gt;mood: Tired and stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooo. i'm so sore!! It hurts to move my arms.... i guess weight lifting is doing SOMETHING, eh? Anyhow, what a day. This week is NOT off to such a good start. Jeeze, is it really only Tuesday?! Anyhow, I totally forgot i had a health quiz today! Completely and utterly forgot. I was a little more focused on, say, other homework like anthropology papers and stuff. grrrrr. I think it turned out somewhat alright, but i guess i've got to get back into focus a little bit. It's just i have SO much work to do and it's depressing that that's what i spend most of my time doing, so i get really un-motivated about it all. Tomorrow I have a math quiz. Or test. I'm not sure there are "quizes" in college. But I'm having trouble with it. I would go to the math tutoring session tonight (and I prolly will), but hte problem is i don't really have one specific question. I just want to know how do DO it. Period. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;   Anyhow, back to health, our teacher is pretty neat as health teachers go, from what i've heard from other people. Last week, we were learning about stress, and she was teaching us about a certain type of relaxation, but she let us try it! IT was all... new age-y and stuff. We all sat there with our eyes closed rolling our heads back and forth and breathing. Today we were learning about healthy relationships and she pulls out a DAVE BERRY article! How super awsome is that? It was really funny, too.&lt;br /&gt;   Since I've been having a bad day, I'm going to shamelessly give some Lets-Make-Me-Feel-Good news. I got an e-mail today from a yahoo PotC fanfiction group. It pretty much said it was a group promoting well-written fanfiction that wants to steer away from the usual HORRID Mary Sues and the "Girls from other universe dropped in and fall in love" story types. It said that if i was getting the e-mail, someone had read my fanfiction, thought it was really good, and nominated me for membership!? Isn't that great! Hehehe. One thing is that they are a non-slash group. NOw, I don't 'exactly' write slash. Not really, anyway. But I do write things that leave the final decision up to the reader; they could take it as either slash or friendship, depending on them. Oh well ^_^ This made me feel really good, in case anyone cares.&lt;br /&gt;   Lesse. I had Brocolli cheese soup today. It was so-so. I miss the Bread Company. Oh well, the food hasn't been very good here lately anyway.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh right! Last night, Jennifer, Allison, Alison, Berry, another boy i don't know very well, and I all went down to the student union around 10 or so and played pool for an hour ^_^  I'm really, really bad. But that's alright! Allison and I only got through two games while the other group got through maybe 4.  But Berry was trying to teach me how to hold my cue.... er, wait, stick? Whatever that thing is called. He was trying (and very laughingly) to show me how to hold it right. EVentually by time we left (around 11 or so) I was getting a little better. Not much tho. ^_^   Anyhow, it was nice to do something different for once, and homework was making me sick. So that was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;     Here's a thought. I've been giving actual consideration to the whole Rush thing. I mean, i am NOT your typical sororeity type of girl. And I don't WANT to be. But i keep thinking about social-wise what i do now, and it's very low-scale. I have a few friends, a couple who i am becoming fairly close to. But i still wish I could meet more people. Girls AND boys. And i think that a sororeity could give me those options of new friends. Now, i'm not talking about the normal sororeities. There is one in particular that is the "performance" sororeity, which focuses mainly on the arts, but actually has people in it who are bio majors and stuff. The people i know who have spoken about being in it/or interested are really nice too. Anyhow, this will MOST LIKELY never happen, but if it ever does, just giving ample warning. I have NOT gone insane ^_^ Anyway, there's rush every semester, and i'll be damned if i'm gonna do it now 'cos i have too much homework to work on. Plus, it's hardly been one month since i've gotten here, and there's time, right? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;  AUggie introduced me to this cool online thing called Nation States where you make your own nation and decide on issues and stuff. You can make your people super free or torture them, it doesn't matter! Isn't that awsome!? Well, I'm actually gonna go do homework now *Gasp!* so farewell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106314700821038683?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106314700821038683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106314700821038683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106314700821038683' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106306249078196230</id><published>2003-09-08T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T18:08:10.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>inkblot test</title><content type='html'>Update: for more info on Monday, look below this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hey, i took a free inkblot test at http://www.emode.com/tests/inkblot/authorize/register.jsp?url=/tests/inkblot/index.jsp    here's what it said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara, your subconscious mind is driven most by Kindness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a deep desire to be kind and fair to others. You are preoccupied with finding kindness in the world around you, far more than you may realize on a conscious level. This makes you unusually empathetic and very sensitive to other people's feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kind nature makes you an optimist at heart and allows you to see the best in the people around you. Because you're not judgmental, others seek you out when they need a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your psyche is very rich; the more you learn about it, the more you will understand who you really are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. now they want me to buy stuff. Too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106306249078196230?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106306249078196230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106306249078196230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106306249078196230' title='inkblot test'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106305023416416538</id><published>2003-09-08T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T14:43:54.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Depp can corrupt my spirit any day!</title><content type='html'>grrr. As if I didn't already have enough of a full schedule, I now have to add and hour of German tutoring once a week! Really now, German is the LAST class i feel i need tutoring in at the moment. I know German! Some kid in my health class even came up to me who was obviously in my German class too and asked if i had ever taken it before, because I seemed "Really good at it" or something like that. Today we learned numbers. *blah* Really, i knew this stuff AGES ago, and now i have to waste my time taking lessons?!!? ARRRG!&lt;br /&gt;   Lesse, today I got two compliments on my shirt. It's my pink one from Marshalls with the old-fashioned looking poster designs on it, the Jessie James one. Two in one day isn't so bad ^_^&lt;br /&gt; Health is gonna be tough, but easy at the same time. I realised that i'm not gonna loose any weight doing this, 'cos its all weight lifting! Funny how for some i could lift up 60 or 70 lbs on some machines, but barely 20 or 25 lbs on others! Grr. My legs and arms are gonna fall off soon.... but it only took a half an hour to get through all the machines, and we listened to some really strange radio station playing country and irish folk, so oh well. Lala! &lt;br /&gt;   Tonight I might check out the rock climbing group, what do you think? And then this Thursday I might go check out the Prism group, or the Gay/ Straight / Bisexual/transgendered group (wow. The name just keeps getting longer and longer!They keep pleading to have a larger straight number of members, so I may go just to show support for the group. Lala! I've missed every single anime meeting so far ^_^&lt;br /&gt;   but have been to the Hillel meeting! And I got a free t-shirt! check this out: it has a little Jewish star on the upper left breast saying "Truman State Univeristy Hillel"  On the back, however, there is the bulldog (our mascot, in case anyone wanted to know) that says "SHALOM PEOPLE!" and the dog has a little yamaka on! ^_^ Isn't that hillarious?! Anyhow, the Hillel is sponsering a Mel Broks Double Feature Movie Night soon, where we're showing Blazing Saddles and Men in Tights! whoot! I found myself explaining to some people in my dorm when I was telling htem about it about hte internal Jewish jokes, such as what it means when you ask "Faygela" (sp?)and shake your hand a little. hehe. It was funny. &lt;br /&gt;   Today we had a paper due in anthropology, but no-one really knew what the hell we were supposed to be doing. So Kellie and Allison came to my room to "Discuss" and "do homework," but ended up having a singing fest instead. Funny how these things happen, eh? ^_^  We sang to Priscilla, Queen of hte Desert disco songs, like Abba and The Village People. We did olies (Beatles, Simon/GArfulnkle/etc), and had popcorn and pretty much had a really good time! I did get the paper done, but i don't know how well done it was. The teacher pulled htat thing where they insist there's "No wrong answer." Yah right. Of COURSE there's a wrong answer. But I did it, and it was classifying groups by how complex their technology was. I think it turned out fairly well. I was up until 1 though. Oh well. The fun was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;  The internet was down again all yesterday (of course), so I was going insane. I even wrote two whole chapters of my fanfic! &lt;br /&gt;   God, this week is gonna SUCK! I have a math test on Wednesday. Now I know algebra is easy, but somehow they've gone and managed to make it hard all over again. I may have to skip the rock-climbing thing tonight and go to math tutoring tonight, or go tomorrow night instead. I dunno, but math sucks. that's all there is to it. I also have a Art History paper to start, where i must choose a piece of art to analyze. Sounds easy, right. Not. I can't even choose the stupid piece!And in German, we have a test, which i'm not gonna study for except for the articles and plurals, which I'll do correctly unintentionally because i just learned them that way ,but if it think about it too much, i get lost.&lt;br /&gt;   So I moved my desk around last night (while putting off my anthro paper). Before it was facing out into the room, but i moved it under my desk, so now I have a little niche all of my own, and an extra wall to hang pictures on. Hmm. I need more Johnny Depp pictures on me wall. Two nights ago or so, Allison, Alison, Jennifer and I all watched Chocolat, speaking of Depp. Yummmm sexy gypsies named Roux. hehe. Allison and I were both heard to have said&lt;br /&gt; "Johnny Depp can corrupt my spirit/fix the squeak in my door any damn time!" hehe. sorry. I will no longer speak of such things.&lt;br /&gt;  I've been spending a TON of time in the quad lately. I mean a TON. 'Cos the weather is soooo beautiful most of the time, really sunny and cool (today it's actually warmer than it's been for awhile). So whether i go alone or with a large group, i spread out a nice blanket and take my headphones out and just enjoy the world. Well, usually i start out doing homework, but more often than not that stops pretty soon ^_^ Usually there are some hot guys playing some random sport (baseball or frisbee) with their shirts off, and that's always enjoyable, plus its nice to just be outside and have time with your friends. &lt;br /&gt; Ouch. My arms are already sore from all that weight lifting. It hurts slightly to type. &lt;br /&gt;  Ooo, my sunglasses rock! When I went to the lake yesterday (or was that saturday?, we all brought our sunglasses, and I just got a pair from a trading company (kinda like Amkor, but a little more...nice), and they do knock-offs, ad i got two watches. My sunglasses are the frameless kind that really don't protect you too much, but look really cooool. hehe. shallow. sorry. I am on SOOOOO much allergy medicine right now you could push me over with a feather. *giggles* er... yes.&lt;br /&gt; er... i'll end here. But I would like to shout out to Fasa, whose birthday was last week (Happy 18th!). Bye! I'm gonna.... do something. not homework. i'm tired..... luv everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106305023416416538?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106305023416416538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106305023416416538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106305023416416538' title='Johnny Depp can corrupt my spirit any day!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106289210925246475</id><published>2003-09-06T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T18:48:29.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>    I'm sitting here watching one of the "Little Joe Falls in Love with a Dangerous Character and She Dies/He Can't Marry Her 'Cos she's a Prostitute" Bonanza episode. hehe. Anyhow, i'm super pissed off because i had this GIGANTIC post for everyone to read and it got deleted! So i have to start all over again and i won't be anywhere near as in detail or anyting as athe last. but here goes. First of all, ME MUM SENT ME A PACKAGE!! WHOOOOT! It's awsome! I love getting mail! My first real mail, and it's a package tooo! eee! Japanese Candy galore! Ricky! eee!&lt;br /&gt;  TWO NIGHTS AGO:&lt;br /&gt;         I made a new friend with my hall Student Advisor, Kim (yes, more Kim's). It started out when i was heading back to my room thinking about going to sleep to find 5 people there, sitting on the floor and talking. So I joined them and after awhile, Kim was gonna go to bed (she had early classe the next morning and i didn't), so we moved to S.A. Kim's room. It was me, Jessie, S.A. Kim, and this boy named Dan. Dan did most of the talking, but i'm a not gonna go into details ^_^  Anyhow, eventually Jessie and Dan left too, and it was just me n' Kim, and we talked about EVERYTHING from advice about some boy to kites to outdoors to movies. She and I are very alike. I like her a lot, and we sat up until 3:30 just talking. I was a mess after that, but it was so definently worth it.&lt;br /&gt;    YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;             Arg. I'm so sick of trying to re-count things. Lesse, yesterday i went to classes. I was really happy 'cos I gave a good answer in Art History. Pretty much we were comparing two pieces, and I made a comment about negative space and perspective and how it was used to created depth and tone and mood. Hehe. Apparently anything you learn in A.P. English, you can immediatly translate right into Art History. Thanks Ms. Fels!&lt;br /&gt;    Lesse, don't remember what i did except that night, where we went to see BOWLING FOR COLUMBINE, which is the BEST MOVIE EVER! I swear, how can a movie be so damned hillarious one second and make you want to sob the next? And all kinds of laughter; nervous laughter, the kind of laughter where you're thinking "oh my God, that's so sad."  That movie also just re-instates my hating living here. In America. I actaually thought (and I never thought this would come out of me mouth) I want to move to CANADA. REally. I mean, I think it's the strongest social commentary i've ever seen, and it  really made me think.  oh GOD, that movie is wonderful. And sad. I LOVE it. And of course, I don't know much about these kinds of things, so for all i know, it could be very biased or something. or based on wrong facts or somethign. but it is still very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;       Then we made a midnight Wal-Mart tirp where i bought this: string cheese, plastic silverwear, triscits, two instant ramen cups, and an instant cambells soup cup. yay! Anyway, so then we watched X-MEN in Allison and Alison's room and then i went to bed. Dammit, i KNEW there was more i had said in the original post....&lt;br /&gt;    TODAY: Well, I  got a wonderful package, as i mentioned earlier. I didnt' know what i was gonna do without my Ricky. Is that bad, that I'm 18 and still love my teddy-bear? No. I love Ricky. So there. In your face. Anyhow, hurrah for Japanese candy! you can't get that ANYWHERE around here.&lt;br /&gt;          You wanna know some of the best feelings in the world? One is driving down the open road into the beautiful tree-y hills and winding roads at 50-60 mph with all the car windows wide open and the sun shining and the wind in your hair and on your face, and your music blasting to the world. Also is the way you feel after coming home from a day at the lake. Your skin feels salty from the sun and the sweat, and you feel tired in that good way even though you haven't necessarily done any strenous activity. Jennifer, Allison, Alison and I all went out to the State Park (which reminds me a lot of the Ozarks) and we sunned, did homework (yah, like that lasted long ^_^) and had a picnic. All day. It was LOVELY. &lt;br /&gt;   ANyhow, tongiht i dunno what we're doing yet. There's another Rootbeer Kegger somewhere, we might go to Pancake City later tongiht sine we had such a late lunch, and we're gonna watch Chocolate. So i better get some homework done. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S QUIZ TIME! WHOOT! even tho lots of them are different than the awsome ones i did before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did i get this result?! Oh right. I like Abba and I like tolerance in people... apparently i'm gay, everyone! you learn something new everyday ^_^ YAY for tolerance! rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038911340_dergaybear.jpg" border="0" alt="Gay Bear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gay Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pressthebigredbutton/1055173224_CRussellquizdemocrat.jpg" border="0" alt="Democrat"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Threat rating: High. The Bush administration is&lt;br&gt;concerned that it may not get a second term.&lt;br&gt;Therefore, we are going to change the rules so&lt;br&gt;that each Democrat vote only counts as 0.2&lt;br&gt;votes because Democrat is a shorter word than&lt;br&gt;Republican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/pressthebigredbutton/quizzes/What%20threat%20to%20the%20Bush%20administration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What threat to the Bush administration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've sworn i got LIBERTARIAN the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/adrian13/1039009866_icturesdem.jpg" border="0" alt="The Democratic Partry"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Democratic, Liberal but can always comprimise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/adrian13/quizzes/Want%20to%20know%20what%20political%20party%20you%20really%20are%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Want to know what political party you really are?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/crystalcharmer/1062783158_msarcastic.jpg" border="0" alt="tomsarcastic"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Sarcastic Tom! You run through your life&lt;br&gt;with a dry sense of humour and seem to be bored&lt;br&gt;with just about everything. You feel as if your&lt;br&gt;existance isn't very interesting, and that most&lt;br&gt;things are just not worth bothering about. You&lt;br&gt;also can be rather spiteful at times...even if&lt;br&gt;you don't mean to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/crystalcharmer/quizzes/Which%20mood%20of%20Tom%20Riddle%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which mood of Tom Riddle are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/frozenebony/1048039013_pRACHELSB1.jpg" border="0" alt="Gangsta Bitch!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Gangsta Bitch Barbie.  You're tough and you&lt;br&gt;like it rough, and of course you like to pop a&lt;br&gt;cap in any wiggers ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/frozenebony/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20A%20Barbie%2C%20Which%20Messed%20Up%20Version%20Would%20You%20Be%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. this is me, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch? That's a laugh. You're a bleeding heart, for&lt;br&gt;crying out loud! But come on, there's nothing&lt;br&gt;REALLY wrong with that. *cough* Loser! *cough!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/btchybrunette/quizzes/What%20Degree%20Of%20Bitch%20Are%20You%3F%20(Gals)/"&gt;What Degree Of Bitch Are You? (Gals)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the culture expert, Jai! You're spunky,&lt;br&gt;have loads of confidence, and know the best way&lt;br&gt;to enter the dance floor at a club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HollyP/quizzes/Which%20one%20of%20the%20Fab5%20are%20you%3F%20/"&gt;Which one of the Fab5 are you? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&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/5061483-106289210925246475?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106289210925246475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106289210925246475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106289210925246475' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106282861561877508</id><published>2003-09-06T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T01:10:15.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD. I totally just lost my ENTIRE FUCKING ENTRY that was one of the LONGEST ones i've done, with a TON of awsome quizzes! I HATE BLOGGER! GIVE ME A LIVE-JOURNAL NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i guess i'll have to update later tomorrow then. It's too late now. DAMN THIS STUPID THING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106282861561877508?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106282861561877508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106282861561877508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106282861561877508' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106271511641027468</id><published>2003-09-04T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T18:21:39.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Communism is just a red herring</title><content type='html'>LAST NIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;                     All right, so last night was fun! First of all, there was a fire-drill (and i thought i was rid of those). It came outta nowhere, and half the people were in towels or had no shoes, and it was chilly (in the really, really nice way). Some kid had managed to grab an entire cake, and it was kinda funny watching people mill around. Then once we could go back in, Me, Allison, Alison, Jennifer, Denni, and Zhion all watched CLUE together! YAY! I forgot how funny that movie was. I haven't seen it in ages. And I still laugh at the same old jokes every time as if they were new. Then I went back to me room to do some homework. Then Allison lent me her COUPLING DVD. Which is one of the funniest damn things ever. Norrington is in it, in case anyone cares. Anyhow, it's a great show, so i watched that and did more homework. Then MUMMY called! I got to talk to her, which is really nice. I forget how sometimes just hearing a person's voice is really good-feeling. Anyhow, so then Jennifer and Allison and I went on a walk around campus that night. It was really cool out, and we walked for like an hour all around. It was fun! we talked about cute guys and movies and all sorts o' things. THEN, I came back to the room where i found out we had a MAJOR BUG PROBLEM!!! EWWWWW! It was sooooo gross. But we got them out. Then, after a little bit more homework, I went down to 2 south lounge and watched SPACEBALLS (yes, this is quite a bit of telly here). so after that i came upstairs planning on going to sleep, but there were about 6 people in my room! Talking about stuff (i'm not gonna go into detail, here). A few people left, and Kim was going to sleep, so me, Jessie, a nice boy named Dan, and our Student Advisor named Kim all went ot Kim's room. There we talked a lot more (well, the boy did most of the talking. it was really interesting), and then just me n' Kim the S.A. were left. We talked about movies, outdoors, boy problems, schedules, everything! I was up with her until 3:30 in the morning. We had a lot of fun, and now I have a new friend! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;                 Had health. was, as usual, quite boring. Then i did some homework, had lunch with Allison, Alison, and Jennifer, and milled about on the internet and watched an eppie of Coupling. Then, Jennifer, Alison, and Allison and I all decided to go out to the quad to do some homework because it is so damn gorgeous outside! I mean it, it's BEAUTIFUL outside. The sky is blue, it's nice and cool and the trees are there and the grass is soft.... yes, i am a big hippie, so shut it. Anyway, we did that for a LONG time, mostly fooling around, but i got a bit of reading done. Some guy took a picture of us sitting there reading and stuff for the yearbook. isn't that cool? Then I did some cartwheels (i think i'm a little over-tired, but it was fun. I haven't done cartwheels since i was like... seven).  Hot guys played Frisbee. Allison and I sang Beatles songs and Billy Joel and the like. The sun shined. You know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;    Have a TON of math homework to do, but on the way down to dinner, there were a bunch of people in the lounge singing "Teenage Dirtbag" and Little Mermaid songs (which is funny when it's three macho guys who know all the words and are all into it), so i did that for awhile. am prolly gonna go to the hillel meeting. we'll see how that turns out.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106271511641027468?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106271511641027468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106271511641027468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106271511641027468' title='Communism is just a red herring'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106261963035897922</id><published>2003-09-03T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T15:12:28.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crazy Unspoken Rules of SideWalks</title><content type='html'>  so something i've noticed, more now that i'm on campus and have 6,000 students all around me, is unspoken sidewalk etiquette. Has anyone ever noticed this? As if everyone were driving a car, we stay on the right side of the road. Most people try to stay as far over near the curb as possible so they're nearly walking on grass. And everyone stays on their sides for the most part. What is with that? Do people do it unconsiously? Or is there some person who laid down sidewalk rules with driving rules? NOt that i mind, i think it's kinda cool. I wonder if in other countries, the same rules apply, but they walk on the left side of the sidewalk like they drive on the left side of the road. I was walking from class to class today noticing how people politely walk on their side of the sidewalk. it's all very strange.&lt;br /&gt;   ANYWAY, the weather here is absolutely wonderful. It's cooled down a TON. Yesterday, Me, Allison, Jennifer, and Denni all went outside in the quad to do our homework. I felt like a real college student then. You know how when you were little (or simply younger, as i'm always little ^_^), you would look at pictures of universities or phamplets or something like that, and there would always be all sorts of students lying all around the quad in little groups or sleeping under trees. WEll to me, that became what college WAS. Now that the weather is nice, there are people always sitting outside doing work or reading, and it's nice. I'm gonna do it a lot now. this campus is really nice. I like it. I can't WAIT for autumn. Is gonna be soooo pretty.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, classes are... classes. what can you expect? German is still easy, Art History is still harder than i thought it would be. Health is... sucky. I hate it. oh well. cut myself dry-shaving today in the bathroom. *grrrr* Put a nice little Strawberry Shortcake band-aid on it tho ^_^ I was dry-shaving 'cos i had health activity today, and i hadn't time to take a shower, so there! &lt;br /&gt;   Tonight i'm prolly gonna watch Clue with Allison and Jennifer. hehehe. I LOVE that movie. Also, speaking of movies, Truman's HILLEL (which is the Jewish group on campus, in case you don't know, which nobody seems to anyway) has a MEL BROOK'S MOVIE NIGHT!!!! AHHH! Tell me that isn't the most awsome thing EVER! I missed the first meeting last week, but am prolly gonna go tomorrow just to check it out. I need to explore my religion and college type "Finding self" stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;   hehe. 14 reviews on my fanfic! *whoot!*   spent some of my free time today downloading videos. One is Emotion Sickness, which has David Paterson in it. hehe. it is SUCH bad quality. dunno if that is just my playing hardware or the video itself. right now downloading Texas' "In Demand" video. That's right. It has Alan Rickman. Just for old time's sake.&lt;br /&gt;   I know i haven't updated much lately. time runs short with all me homework to do and i got off track over labour day weekend. but soon will be back to normal, i promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106261963035897922?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106261963035897922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106261963035897922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106261963035897922' title='The Crazy Unspoken Rules of SideWalks'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106252595992190130</id><published>2003-09-02T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T13:05:59.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, i'm not even TRYING to do this anymore. *grumbles* I have homework to do. updated fanfic. everyone go to ff.net and look under Endril McMerlyn or "O Captain, My Captain" and read it! YAY! Is angsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059385719_topPirates.JPG" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktopPirates.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR i wasn't even TRYING for that movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106252595992190130?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106252595992190130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106252595992190130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106252595992190130' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106246424465275561</id><published>2003-09-01T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T20:00:07.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hullo everyone, back from Labour Day weekend! Couldn't update because you know how me old computer is, doing all the languages for the blog in Arabic or something funny like that. ANYHOW, it was a nice, relaxing weekend overall. I ate A LOT. The first night I had.... right, Ada's homemade pizza (yummmmm), then the next day we had Friday's for lunch, then California Pizza Kitchen (YAY FOR BBQ CHICKEN PIZZA!) for dinner, and then the NEXT day i had Bread Company with Sobotka and it was sooooo gooood. Yummm. Am gonna get fat every time i go home and ruin all that walking up four flights of stairs. oh well. ^_^ Is so good to be home. I saw me Mum and we stayed up late together and stuff, and I got to see my kid sister too, and I got to hugs me daddy a lot. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;   Anyhow, went shopping and bought Easy Mac, Detergent, bottled water. THen I actually got to see Fasa twice that weekend since I missed her before i left for school. We had lunch together, and then that night we went to see Whale Rider (again, i know. At least it wasn't Pirates of the Caribbean, again, right? ^_^) with Auggie, Fasa's roomate, and Laura! IT was really, really fun. &lt;br /&gt;  Speaking of Fasa, HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY FASA GIRL!!!!!!! YAYAYAYAYAY! *hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;    grrr. Eating easy mac. think i cooked it wrong. doesn't taste all taht yummy. might be over cooked. anyhow, uploaded second chapter to my fanfic! HURRAH! I have 10 reviews!!!!!! *giggles hysterically* YAY! Anyhow, more some other time. I have Health homeowrk to to. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;   Can't wait for TTT special edition! HURRAH!!!! Also waiting for Once Upon a Time in Mexico to come out (Johnny Depp) and some other movie that pretty much I cast (Emma Thompson, Liam Neeson, Hugh Grant, Alan Rickman, &amp; Colin Firth). *tired* Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106246424465275561?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106246424465275561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106246424465275561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106246424465275561' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106210207911003461</id><published>2003-08-28T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T15:21:19.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not much time for updates. I went to a movie last night with Becca and met some of her friends, whom i LOVE LOVE LOVE as much as Becca. They're awsome. anyhow, homework, storms, and studying, love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jenoria/1060842478_norrington.jpg" border="0" alt="Congrats! Your Soulmate is Commodore Norrington!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations! Your Pirates of the Carribean&lt;br&gt;Soulmate is Commodore Norrington!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jenoria/quizzes/Who's%20your%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%20Soulmate/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's your Pirates of the Caribbean Soulmate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since we all know that Commodore Norrington could never be satisfied by a woman, poor repressed gay 18th centuary British Navel officers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jenoria/1060841927_uizzesjack.jpg" border="0" alt="Congrats! Your match is Captain Jack Sparrow!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations! Your Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br&gt;Soulmate is Captain Jack Sparrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jenoria/quizzes/Who's%20your%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%20Soulmate/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's your Pirates of the Caribbean Soulmate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh give me a break, guys, i'm hella tired. okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106210207911003461?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106210207911003461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106210207911003461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106210207911003461' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106192748062951766</id><published>2003-08-26T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T14:51:20.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet down....</title><content type='html'>so. the internet is still down. of course. Apparently all the dorms (well, 4 of them) have cut of all internet connections until each and every student (dorms separately) have debugged and/or checked their computers for worms. That's a HELL of a lot of people to make sure they do it before the rest of us can have fun. Anyhow, i did it htis morning, and it said i didn't have any worms. Thank god. anyhow, so I'm updating thru the library, which seems to be the only place on campus with a connection for the moment (which sucks, as Every last person in the universe is here now). So. That's the sucky story.&lt;br /&gt;   Classes: I have Art History first, which might be okay except for the fact its at 7:30 in the morning. grrrr. we'll see. it doesn't look all too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;        Algebra: might be okay! the professor scared me at first, but then he made a lot of jokes, and told us that he is actually a farmer who does this in his spare time. He wants us to call him Joe. Isn' t that cool? he likes to eat a lot. Farmer Joe. anyhow, algebra just might be somewhat enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;          Here I ahve an hour break. thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;    Then I have Antrhopology. I have already been taking this for a week due to Truman Week, but now its getting interesting. We read a few boring htings, but then this FASCINATING little account about the California Native Americans that I LOVED. It was one of the most interesting thigs I've read in a long time. So... if this keeps going this way, Anthropology might just be the best class ever.&lt;br /&gt;   Lunch. YES.&lt;br /&gt;  German: A little worried about this class. Today we learned how to introduce ourselves and say hello. TOo easy. Wie Heisen Zie? Ich Heise Kara. Guten Tag. etc, etc. I learned these words when I was 3, for goodness sake. Next time we learn our colours. I know those too. Problem is, I don't want to get cocky about knowing German when I prolly don't, but I don't want to spend all semester learning this stuff. I might go talk to the teacher, but she already mentioned maybe being able to move ahead if we were going to slow, so i might as well just go along with it. The only reason why i hesitated was that once i open the book wrapper, i can't return it. oh well. no matters. i'll see this thru. I need the grammar anyhow. i might go talk to the teacher anyhow. I LOVE german, because it makes me feel comfortble. IT's my comfort food. Something that must have happened as a child. I like just hearing it around me, even if i don't know waht it's saying. I think i'm considering minoring in German.&lt;br /&gt;   Health- grrr. this class is gonna suck. WEll, the class time anyhow. Twice a week, however, I signed up for aerobics and weight lifting machines. hehehe. no need to force myself to the Rec Center now! I'm kinda happy about the excercise, 'cos I know I'd never have the will power to do it on my own, and aerobics sounds kinda fun! The class part is shitty tho with all sorts of labs and stuff. oh well. I get to do fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;   Lesse, last night, i watned to play the piano really, really badly, but the main lounge is sometimes too crowded and the piano is majorly out of tune. So I went to the practise rooms in the Music building (prolly only supposed to be for people that really need to practise, but oh well) and played for an hour or so (it is SUCH as stress reliever!). Then, guess who happened to chance by? Cute French Boy! What are the chances of that? He was looking for a guitar. He came in and he played some french songs for me and tried to teach them to me, and I taught him both parts to Heart and Soul and we palyed together for ages!!!! It was really nice.... He said he's gonna get me the sheet music, and he likes to try to play along when I play Cannon in D. He's really sweet. Grrrr. Sorry. I can't help being smitten. Anyhow, it was a LOT of fun, and Breanna lent me her sheet music to that pretty song from the old Romeo &amp; Julliet. So. Yes. sorry. It was just SOOO nice. like in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;          Lesse. I know, once again, there was stuff i wanted to say, but this internet down thing is screwing me up. Usually i can update right when i know something interesting is going on. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;   School ahs really changed now that all the upperclassmen are here. I kinda liked it just freshman. Our lounge has been taken over by people i don't know. Oh well. no matter! Everyone stay in touch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106192748062951766?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106192748062951766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106192748062951766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106192748062951766' title='Internet down....'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106181324001584224</id><published>2003-08-25T07:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T07:07:20.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so the internet has been down the past few days, and of course it comes on the morining i have a class, so i don't know if i'll have time to finish this entry, much less if the internet will be on when i get back. lets do a QUICK review, even tho there was a lot of cool stuff that has happened i wanted to say in detail. LEsse a couple of days ago, i got invited by two girls from my anthropology class Tracy and Rebecca and two o their friends to go to the beach. Now, I know what your going to say: Kirksville doesn't HAVE a beach. I mean, how could it possibly? It doesn't even have a TARGET! But.... it does!!!!! It's AWSOME. You drive 10 minutes or so out of downtown (hehehehe. Downtown consists of a courthouse and a movie theater), down some long twisty roads and corn to the State Park, to this really beautifully lake surrounded by hills of trees and it's absolutely wonderful! There's a dock to swim out to and just enough sand for a volleyball net and laying down/tanning time. We spent HOURS there, and REbecca and I have a TON in common! WE both watched Zoobely Zoo as children (don't ask how THAT came up) and we both went to Saugatuk this summer, missing eachoher by only a week! How wierd is that?!?! NO-ONE goes to Saugatuk!!!!! I'm even a little sunburned, and might go back today after classes.  Anywaym I had a WONDERFUL time even tho I felt like crap earlier that morning and suffered through Lip Synch practise (allergies suck, peoples).  But the good news is..... WE WON LIP LSYNCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! People were telling us we weren't gonna win because we ahd been 'too crude' (it was moulin rouge, people. Not exactly crude, plus the women were all guys anyway), BUT WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Isn't that the best ever?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;    LEsse, the next night (i forgot about the day... its been too long), I listened to some live band music in the Quad, whic hwas pretty awsome.  Oh right! I WENT TO A KEGGER!!!! Hahahaha! Fooled ya. It was a ROOT-BEER Kegger. Isn't that hillarious? It was kinda fun! I had two rootbeer floats, and stood around and talked and stuff for quite awhile. I went with this huge group of people, including Kara, who I like very much. We went home afterwards to talk in the lounge, and then around 2 in the morning went to PANKAKE CITY or sumtin, which is filled with quite a lot of drunken people, but was REALLY fun.... We stayed for an hour, and only one brawl nearly started ^_^  Not quite tho. There were lots o' kids there too, and we had pie and fries and whatever we wanted, and talked and had a damn good time. I got to bed at like 3:30 in the morning..... urg. But definently worth it.&lt;br /&gt;   Yesterday I had brunch and then went down to Red Barn Park for folk dancing... i thought I'd check it out. Turns out (After the hour it took me to find the damn place) that it was Irish dancing/music, and it was really fun! I learned some irish dances and listened to music till maybe 4 o'clock, then went to the library wit' Allison to see if the computers were working (I HATE computers!!!!!) and then she, Alison, Berry, Kara, Owen, and some other people i don't know very well yet went ot see Pirates of the CAribbean. hehehehehe. YEs. Then I did homework&lt;br /&gt;   So I know there was TONS else i wanted to tell everyone about, but the time has passed, so this will have to do. Lets PRAY that the internet stays up. NOw I have to runto class! I have 5 today (Who came up with THAT schedule?), but am off by 2:30, so I better get moving. Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106181324001584224?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106181324001584224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106181324001584224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106181324001584224' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106161886780243557</id><published>2003-08-23T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T02:02:46.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today pretty uneventful. got up and went to a picnic with anthropology at the lake. we all took a shuttle bus and the teacher brought us bagged lunches and homemade cookies. it was a great chance to really talk wit hthe people in my class; we all sat around the bench by the lake (there weren't a lot of picnic tables available) and talked and laughed a lot. I met a girl named Tracy, Mary, Jennifer, and Rebecca, along with some of the girls i already had been getting to know. so that was a lot of fun. we came back, and i was supposed to have lip sync practise, but my allergies are HORRIBLE, so I wasn't feeling too hot this after noon and skipped it. I may not get to be in it now, but i don't mind too much, even tho I feel bad that it might screw up one of the performances. I'm going tomorrow just in case i can help, even if the allergies are still bad, just to see what can be done. I didn't work my ass off learning hard dances and making a fool of myself for nothing... i'm even giving up my first chance all week to really sleep in to go to the practise, if i can remember the time it starts, and so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;   Right.  Played some cards in 4 South lounge. Then hung out in Allison and Alison's room, watched some I Love the 70's and M*A*S*H*  and then she, Alison, and Jennifer (not the one from anthro, but a different one of the 2nd floor who i've gotten to know pretty well) all had dinner, then went to The Dating Game that was being run out in the quad, which was absolutely hillarious. They had one girl and a bunch of guys, had them answer questions and if it matched her answers, then they got to stay. The same for the boy version. pretty entertaining. played some frisbee with foreign exchange students (new ones), then we went to see this comedian in the auditorium named Rob Paravonian, who was absolutely downright hillarious. I swear, I aven't laughed that hard in ages. Stand up comedians are funny.&lt;br /&gt;   Then Allison, Alison, and Jennifer and I all watched BLOW. what a depressing movie!!!!!! Oh well, it was really, really, really goood. see you all tomorrow. I feel soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired, i feel like i'm gonna collapse.&lt;br /&gt;been hanging out in the lounge with some peeps. apparently Cute French Boy is 20. oh well ^_^ I think the boys are all talking about porn.... those are boys for ya. going to sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106161886780243557?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106161886780243557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106161886780243557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106161886780243557' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-10615355289230186</id><published>2003-08-22T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T01:58:48.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so something happened tonight that i didn't think would ever happen. My roomate stayed in to do homework and i went to a Frat party. that's right! My very first frat party! &lt;br /&gt;  The Luau was tonight, and it kinda sucked, but i danced anyway and then hung out with the foreign exchange students, where i met Silke, a girl from Germany. She and i talked and she's pretty cool, even tho she's a bit older than i am, and she's neat. So I also danced with that one Nepali boy that really likes me, and even this one kinda clique-y girl on our floor was suddenly being super nice to me and kept cheering and inviting me to come into the fountain with her and this boy.... it was wierd. maybe i don't dance as God-awful as I thought I did! Anyway, so eventually i went to the foreign kids (As usual, of course), where Cute French Boy was with his French girls. We all talked for a long time, and i kinda flirted a little (yes, i'm sad) with Cute French Boy, Cute Venezula Boy, Cute Nepali Boy.... you get the idea. Cute French Boy stole my flip-flop and i chased him and the water looked like it had been dyed pink.&lt;br /&gt;   ANWAY, back on track.... so i was gonna head home 'cos the luau was winding down even though it was fairly early, and the foreign exchange students were heading off to a party. Someone... Cute Nepali Boy, i think, invited me to come with him, as he wasn't a drinker and had classes in the morning. So.... I went. Allison came too! It was good having her there for moral support. I promised myself that i'd try new things in college, so i did. we went to Delta X (whatever that letter was), and it was pretty tame.... prolly too early for any real drunken fun, but i think a lot of peole were going across the street. Mostly people were standing around with drinks. I didn't drink. I could have. I wouldn't have minded one cup, but i thought it was better not to. And it was fine! I danced some more with Cute Nepali Boy, watched boys play pool, and then me, Allison, the French girls, and Cool German Girl played foosball on the foosball table. We actaully stayed there an hour and a half or so! It didn't seem like it. It was pretty uneventful, and kinda fun, as long as there were those girls i knew there. So I may go back this week to another party or not. I'm just proud of myself for going. Anyway, around midnight Allison wanted to leave, and i was definently fine with it. I would have stayed, I would have left, no biggie.  Plus she's my comfort zone, as some of the students had gone to the more wilder party across the street, which i wasn't going to.  So. Party. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;            lesse.... backtracking, no classes today. had brekkie and lunch with allison and her roomate and some people i'm still getting to know. We had some kind of ceromony where we had to wear our class shirts, and i felt kinda ill. I think it's the sudden transitions from heat to cold here. One minute its 101 and then 70. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;  Lip sync pratise. i'm about as coordnated as an elephant, i swear. But I'm sticking by it. the boys are dressing in drag and it might be worth it all.&lt;br /&gt;   So tonight, after i showered ( i smelled so badly like smoke... ewww), I was gonna go to bed, but then decided to wander the lounges. Ended up in 4 South as opposed to my lounce, 4 North, and met people there. I played Egyptian Rat Screw, and watched t.v. and talked, and it was nice. I also spent some time in 4 NOrth too. It's almost 2 o'clock, i should be sleeping, but im wide awake. Luckily not only is it late classes tomorrow, but we're going on a picnic!!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;  GAH! SO MANY BUGS! Should go to sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-10615355289230186?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/10615355289230186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/10615355289230186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#10615355289230186' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106143847568217141</id><published>2003-08-20T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T00:12:02.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>   so. today wasn't all that exciting either. i decided to skip breakfast in the cafeteria so i could sleep in a little. Then we had a programme caleld Choices to attend to, which was about.... making the right choices at school, you know the kind of stuff. learn to have fun but don't slack off academically. the only part i think people paid attention to was when Condom Man jumped out and threw condoms into the audiance. must admit THAT was catchy ^_^   Anyhow, then we took a really quick campus tour.  Oh, and then we had to go to something pertaining to our majors, but since i was undecided, i got off easy and got into the group that went to watch some film about following five freshman to their senior year and the changes and stuff that goes on, and then we discussed it for all of ten minutes. hehe. thas' all.  then i met Cute French Boy in the hall, and he was calling his mother (awwww), but wanted to know if i wanted to go to Ryle Hall for lunch. So of course i said yes, but ended up loosing track of him, and ate with Rei and Deepika (two other foreign exchange students i realy like) instead, as Cute French Boy seems awfully stuck with mostly hanging out with the other French students. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;   THen i had a few hours of free time in which i went downstairs to Allison and her roomate's room where we had a really long discussion about politics and religion, then headed down to dinner with a nice girl named Jennifer. we talked and stuff, then i came back here and actaully worked (*Gasp*) on that paper. I just discarded what i had the first time and started all over, and now i have about a two-page thing. It's not very good, i must admit-- mostly BS, as that's pretty much waht the paper asked for anyway, but it's a hell of a lot better than it was the first time. still doing some revisions now that i remember some of the stuff she said we could talk about.&lt;br /&gt;    After that we had practise for the lip sync competition. Now the actaul competition sounds really, really fun, but i'm not liking this practise thing. We spent, i swear, two hours dancing up a storm, and this is from a person with no coordination, not a dancer in any way, shape, or form. At first it was really fun, but then it got old and i kept tripping over my own feet. and i really wanted to go watch the Karaoke outside.....  now i'm super sweaty. I kinda want to quit, but i've put a hella amount of time and effort into it and don't really wanna be a quitter even tho i'm missing what looks like some fun activities and didn't ahve all that much fun. any advice, anyone? and i'm way too shy to get up and sing at karaoke. At midnight there's a capture the flag game in the quad against Centennial, but now that it's already near midnight, i'm kinda sore from writing in front of the computer and i think it may have already started. I'm happy here. 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106134543211667737</id><published>2003-08-19T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T01:13:17.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was good, tho not very exciting at all....  got up early to take a library tour, then had anthropology class. We watched slides and talked about cultural identity or something crazy like that.  lesse. ate brekkie in the room for the first time. poptart, milk. i kinda like eating brekkie in the cafeteria 'cos its a chance to meet people. i may continue to do that for the rest of freshman week.  lesse, Auggie n' I took a trip to the union store. I bought an umbrella (we had a storm today), some gum, some film, and a planner.  I ate lunch with .... I forgot. but dinner i had with this group i'm kinda seeing a lot. I met them mostly thru&lt;br /&gt;Auggie's roomates. there are only a few kids on my floor and i don't know them really well, so i'm mostly getting to know these other girls from other random floors. Tonight we had a Mo meeting where we took pictures of people we had just met and shared ideas and stuff and it was kinda fun, and we had to shake everyone's hand and stuff. corny, but actually, i think these things all do well. I was expecting to meet a huge group of friends a lot faster, but all is well.  &lt;br /&gt;   TOMORROW IT'S GONNA BE 115 DEGREES WITHOUT HEAT INDEX!!!!!! People are going to play in the fountain tonight anda re being allowed to sleep in the lounges, in other people's rooms, and in the sub restaurant!!!! It's gonna be BRUTAL! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway, i remember now. I've decided that i'm gonna throw myself into life here and do stuff i don't usually do. gonna join the dorm lip sync compitition! I know, me?!?! But oh well! Anway, we're doing a movie/musical theme: Grease, Moulin Rouge, Bring it On, Little Mermain, Dirty Dancing.  It's gonna be fun! Problem is that we actually have to practise.  And i have an anthropology assignment due thursday (doesn;t that suck ass?), and i have to do it SOMETIME, and tomorrow is jammed pack full. I hate that this freshman week leaves NO free time!!!! The one free time i have i have to practise for lip sync, and might miss a little karioke tomorrow, but not all... arg. torn between old me who wants to do homework and wanting to wander around. I'm not interested in the activites tonight anyway, 'cos it's swimming (crowded) or throwing jello or something really wierd like that. THat's originally why i was gonna do the paper. but now i think i'll go wander around for a bit, see Auggie, maybe check out the lounges. &lt;br /&gt;  later:&lt;br /&gt;              EEEEEE! I spent an hour or so down in the main lobby playing hte piano with Cute French Boy!!!!! hehehhee. We played heart and soul with his other friend, and then he and i played Pachelbel and he tried to duet it! It was great.  he's sooooo cute. he actually sorta invited me along to whatever party he was off to, but he was with three of his french friends, and he only asked 'cos i was asking him all about what he was doing tonight, and i'm kinda tired..... if he ever asks me again, the hell with it all, i don't care what kinda of crappy party it is (taht was another reason..... drinking a whole lot for the first time in this heat does NOT sound nice), I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;   Kim is out for the night until 1 or 2 and she's bringing back three other girls to sleep here since its so damned hot. now i'm rethinking that, but its too late anyhow. i can always go sleep in the lounge i guess. ah, no biggie. not like i get much sleep anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;     I've completely blanked out on that paper..... it is so vague! So much for getting work done.....&lt;br /&gt;played cards with Cory instead. was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106134543211667737?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106134543211667737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106134543211667737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106134543211667737' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106127052311639216</id><published>2003-08-19T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:56:53.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>  i got up at 7 again this morning. urg. I dressed and stuff and went down for brekkie (scrambled eggs, sausage, hashbrows, orange juice). THere's actually a wide variety of choices to eat, but some of the food is so-so. I sat with.... the French girls i think. Then I went to get my ID. er.... oh no, before that I had class! It was anthropology inquiry, and it sounded so-so, but we got to walk around and talk a bit. I met a girl named Kelly and ended up only talking to her the whole time! THat was nice. I am also supposedly missing a book for that class, and Patti's says they know nothing of it. grrrr. I guess i have to fix that then. THEN i got my id. I Finished unpacking and everything! All me posters and pictures are up and it all looks really nice! I'm very happy! Anyway, lets see. There was so much to say and now i can't remember. I DID see Cute French Boy for a very short time today, but mostly spoke to a guy named Kyle (tho I think he's a party-boy) and a  guy in my dorm (who is kinda strange, but really really nice). I met a bunch of friends of Allison's roommates that i ate lunch with. I think as a get-to-know you deal, we're gonna see a movie on sunday. i hate to say it Mum, but it's prolly Pirates of the CAribbean. Not my choice, i swear! Lets see, also meeting girls down the hall. They are nice too, but they are also partiers and i don't know them that well yet. there's time, tho, eh? I also hung out with Deepika, the Indian girl. We had a stupid lecture about "On the Wings of Atlanta" by W.E.B. Du Bois, and i'm so used to Ms. Fels' stuff, i think i might have over-done it a little. unfortunately it seems that nobody much on my floor really reads much besides the bible and magazines, but i'll find people!&lt;br /&gt;  Also went to some Diversity thing. As if i didn't get enough of that at U. City. They even have steppers! God.... so much tolerance learning.... anyway, that was okay, and then the dorm floor played games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i had the crappiest night. First we were supposed to do either a scavenger hunt or watch a movie. i couldn't find a SOUL i even recognised. I wandered aroud a bit and finally found a girl whom i met a lunch, a friend of allison's roommates. She, a boy (who i've only met once or twice) and I were gonna be a team, even tho i wasn't all that interested, it was simply people i knew. But then she ditched us for her other friends, so it was me and this Cory wandering around campus looking for stupid stuff. it was horrible. Finally we gave up, and eventually dude (who actually is really kinda nice) went back to the dorm to shower, and i wandered around some more. FINALL I found allison and her roommate who i was looking for in the first place and watched the rest of the movie. THEN i thought I lost my key!!!! I swear, i was soo upset, but apparently was just in the dorm.... i think being exhausted didn't help.... arg. &lt;br /&gt;just ran to wallmart. bought milk, poptarts, apples, and stringcheese. yummm. I hope tomorrow isn't as hectic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106127052311639216?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106127052311639216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106127052311639216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106127052311639216' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106118151246230199</id><published>2003-08-17T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:38:32.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of college</title><content type='html'>   whoa. okay. long day. got up at 7 in the morning for the drive to Truman, but we left at 8 due to a morning wake-up mixup. oh well. the drive was.... long. when we got there, it was hellish. so much crap to do! WE started setting up my room, Kim and I, but my stuff is STILL All over the place 'cos there's so much of it! Anyway, so mum and dad helped me pack up and it was sooooo damn hot, but luckily matience put in the air-conditioner by evening.  anyway... so i said goodbye, and since my day has been packed full of stuff. we had like eight house meetings and a freshman meeting where the mayor talked to us. it was fun. Then we had a picnic, which is where i met a TON of foreign exchange students with whom i bonded with immediatly. in fact, i know more exchange students than i do normal students, which i don't know if that is good or bad yet! Oh well. there is this really hot french boy i've been talking to all day. we talked  about soccer and the piano and france and the heat and... everthing. he is very nice. i also met two japanese girls (well three; one is from japan but is chinese) named Rie and Yukito (yah! Just like from Sakura! and like my fish! tho i didn't tell her that....).  i really like Rie. I also met a boy from Venezuela, and a girl from India who i think might have been super repressed before. first she came out of her shell by wanting to go in the fountain (that in a bit), and then she really clung to me after that. I also met a boy from Africa, and a BUNCH of boys from Nepal. Apparently my name means 'Bannana' in Nepal. wierd. that's what they call me now. anyway:&lt;br /&gt;  After all the boring meetings, we had a picnic.  That's where i  met all the exchange students 'cos i was talking to Bert (that's the french boy). AFterwords (we stayed a LOOONG time! We almost missed another meeting), French boy and i walke back all alone. hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, next was a big Mo Hall meeting where (get this) we learned cheers. yes. apparently there is some competition for a house cup. like in harry potter or something. it was kinda fun, i admit.    Then there was an ice-cream social. i had mint. it was fun, loud music and WAY too many people. I met a boy name Zhion (or something) who is nice and a few girls in my dorm. not many. it is soooo overwhelming here.... anyway, i walked around and stuff and then there were a bunch of kids playing in the fountain. i didn't want to go in no matter how the nepali boys pushed me, but then i ende:d up going in with the Indian girl. then i got pushed back in by the nepal boys. i think they either like me or think i'm easy. they still call me Bannana tho. it was fun! It lasted till 12, but i was cold and wet, so i came back early to do some more unpacking and change into pj's.&lt;br /&gt;  oh and THEN i got that fucking computer virus!!!! Man, i KNEW Macs were better for a reason! hopefully with Kimberly's help i got thru this. i guess we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;    God, so much else has happened today, i barely even covered half of it, but there's so much to do! Lets hope i meet more people and cute french boy has a class with me! We're gonna play the piano together :-)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106118151246230199?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106118151246230199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106118151246230199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106118151246230199' title='First day of college'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106091242649783632</id><published>2003-08-14T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T20:58:15.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BARBOSSA IS HUNGRY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>There's a boy at the library who looks like Stuart Townsend playing Dorian Gray. it cracks me up   something is wrong with auggie"s keyboard  &lt;br /&gt;  i got my cd and i got my lisence a few days ago, so so far the day hasn't been a total loss ^_^  Lesse. The CD is awsome. very dramatic. reminded me of the LOTR soundtrack a little as well. The cd did the funniest thing on the inside that i so would have done if i ever made a pirate movie... well, any movie. Every single person who ever came in contact with the film while being made including album cover art, the choir librarian, and even the 'special thanks' section all got pirate names. It's the funniest thing i've ever seen. Such as Assistant to Hans "Long John" Zimmer: Mo "Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum" Nakamoto. Hehehee. Well. yah. been listening to that most of the day. At Auggie's listening to it as i just made her a copy. In fact, we are currently exchanging cd's to copy. &lt;br /&gt;Linda Ronstadt, Anastasia, who knows. Is fun.&lt;br /&gt;  Lesse. Last stop to Target today. Er... air conditioner, so wasn't fun, as nearly killed myself trying to scan the damned thing and then trying to get it in the car.  Then got medicine for Nebulizer and another inhaler (hashaha. yes. I can't breathe. Ever.)&lt;br /&gt;  By the way. BUM! BUM! BA BA BA BA BUM! This is the best music. ever. Auggie concurs. BAH BAH BAH BUM BUM BUM BUMMMMMMMM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  In a very very good mood if you can't tell. mostly brought on by awsome music. HA! There it goes again! So dramatic... Nothing is more fun than doing laundry to dramatic pirate music. I swear my parents thought i was mad. But really... i was fencing! with a laundry basket..... er... yes. gomen nasai. have lost me mind. it's been a long and tiring day (no excuse, i know), and i can drive HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;  Satch- by the way, they took a ton of points off for turning my wheels the wrong way when parked on a hill. DAMN THEM. Who does that anyway? I was going over it only hours before and couldn't remember, so the dude told me "just turn them right. Always! Except...." And OF COURSE that one time it was the exception and i didn't know... oh who cares. stupid people.&lt;br /&gt; I have fondly named my laptop Wilkins.&lt;br /&gt;   Something that feels even weirder than cleaning out your closets is packing all this stuff that means a lot to you in tiny little boxes, taping them up with big tape, and putting them in a dark, dank room somewhere far in your basement. It really, really feels like i'm super moving out. creepy.&lt;br /&gt;  anyway, i'm SURE you all have had quite enough of my ramblings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106091242649783632?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106091242649783632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106091242649783632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106091242649783632' title='BARBOSSA IS HUNGRY!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106072768776223989</id><published>2003-08-12T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T17:34:47.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT MY LICENSE!!!! AHHHH! WOOOOOOOO!!!! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHA! I GOT IT!!!!!!!!!!! I passed, after taking it this afternoon. First this morning, tho, I took a two-hour driving lesson with some dude for 100 bucks, but it was worth it. I went to the driver place and PASSED!!! WOOOOOOO! NOw I'm driving mum everywhere, tho i have yet to have the need to go somewhere on my own. Prolly will go to the store tonight and pick up some packing boxes to put my stuff in.&lt;br /&gt;   NO PIRATE CD YET. WHERE IS IT WHERE IS IT WHERE IS IT?!?!?!?!?! &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;anyway, this must be short. I'm at library trying to track my amazon order, but I GOT MY LISENCE!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106072768776223989?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106072768776223989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106072768776223989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106072768776223989' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106045570985523825</id><published>2003-08-09T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T14:14:37.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week</title><content type='html'>at library. updating. yay. unfortunately nothing that fantastic to say. Getting ready to leave. Everything is piled up in our dining room in great big Target bags. Hurrah! I have to start going thru all my clothes too. Taking inventory and such. Boring stuff like counting how many pairs of socks and underwear i own. Jeans. Did some shopping couple days ago with me mum. Bought clothes (mostly winter) from Old Navy 'cos there was a big sale. Two sweaters, skirt, three tee-shirts.  Then I wnet AND I BOUGHT A COMPUTER!!!! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YAYAYAYAY! It's a laptop, H-P, uses Windows XP, which I am UTTERLY lost in, which comes from years of Macs. Oh well. It's AWSOME. And pretty. I haven't hooked up to the internet yet, as i'm waiting until i get to truman. BUT I HAVE A COMPUTER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;   LAst night saw friends. We sat around a talked for a few hours, catching up on everyone's new college roommates and about their schools and towns and everything. it was really wierd. I mean, we're all LEAVING, gonna make new friends, have new lives.... and we're gonna see eachother so rarely now, some more than others. I won't see Gibby 'till Christmas at least 'cos he's dragging his lucky butt to California. ANyway, afterwords we all went to Steak n' Shake just for old time's sake. It was 11:30 at night, and we had soda and fries and burgers and were loud and annoying and talked about when we were little. I'm gonna miss these folks, i really am.&lt;br /&gt;damn auggie for getting me hooked on The White Council. DAMN HER!&lt;br /&gt;   anyway, i guess i had more to say than i thought! No CD yet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106045570985523825?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106045570985523825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106045570985523825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106045570985523825' title='One more week'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-106021671900506861</id><published>2003-08-06T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T21:52:18.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have not dissapeared yet! Savvy?</title><content type='html'>hahahaha! I'm at Auggie's, so i can actually update my blog from here. That is, if ANYONE even bothers to read this anymore, which i doubt. well, when i get my comp (prolly tomorrow), I will send out an e-mail saying me blog is back up to read. And plus i'll have a whole new college life to complain about! won't that be fun!&lt;br /&gt;  i saw Hezzie and Lance's skating video for the first time. I must say it is very impressive. I wonder where Lance learned all that fancy footwork? I HATE footwork. And I must admit that it was very cool. I think Lance must be a better skater than i am. Anyway, v. cool. good music. And if it was all shot at once, Lance must have been exhausted. Anyway, good work boys! Good camera work Hezzie-darling!&lt;br /&gt; I saw Pirates of the Carribbean for the third time with Emilie last night. I swear that movie gets better every single time! I love it, love it, LOVE it! and that's it. Sorry, but I simply adore that movie!&lt;br /&gt;  DAMN Boarders for having every manga but Fushugi Yugi!! What kind of stupid store doesn't have that! I just bought the last part of Card Captor Sakura, and now I need my Nuriko and Hotohori, dammit!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;  College shopping going well. I have a blue denimn comforter and red SUPER SOFT sheets, and about $200 worth of shit from TARGET! That's right, Linens &amp; Things, you're UTTERLY WORTHLESS!!!! YOU WILL NEVER LIVE UP TO TARGET!!!! Lesse, bought school supplies, desk organiser, some shirts, skirt, pillow, a single towel.... well, A LOT. I can't even remember it all. but it is awsome and all piled up in my hallway in bags. I have so much stuff to do still and a week and a half left!!!! AHHH! I hope my Pirates of the CArribbean CD gets here before i leave......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/HontouOrange/1059671521_-Iconquiz2.jpg" border="0" alt="aye"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Captain Jack Sparrow's former identity;&lt;br&gt;Captain Scissory Edward! One of the most feared&lt;br&gt;pirates on the seas, he was known for his&lt;br&gt;costume, and accidentally stabbing people with&lt;br&gt;his hands.  That's what Jack was up to, in his&lt;br&gt;pre-Tortuga years.  Avast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HontouOrange/quizzes/Avast!%20What%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%20Based%20Random%20Crossover%20are%20YOU%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Avast! What Pirates of the Caribbean Based Random Crossover are YOU?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/darkdancer22/1059617291_ctureskhol.jpg" border="0" alt="Khol"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Jack's Khol, you're mysterious and inspire&lt;br&gt;people to great slashiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/darkdancer22/quizzes/What%20part%20of%20Jack%20Sparrow's%20outfit%20are%20you%3F%20%7BPirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%7D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What part of Jack Sparrow's outfit are you? {Pirates of the Caribbean}&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Z/zoeycleybourne/1058983716_cavebanner.jpg" border="0" alt="CaveBanner"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cave Sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/zoeycleybourne/quizzes/Which%20Jack%20and%20Will%20moment%20are%20you%20from%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%3F%20(slashy)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Jack and Will moment are you from Pirates of the Caribbean? (slashy)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eas73/1058596313_turesjack3.JPG" border="0" alt="jack shiny"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Duh.  You are "But WHY's the rum gone?!"&lt;br&gt;You're not the smartest one in the bunch, but&lt;br&gt;you're sweetly appealing and you don't let&lt;br&gt;disappointment get to you.  Everybody&lt;br&gt;identifies with you, because let's face it, why&lt;br&gt;IS the rum gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eas73/quizzes/Which%20one%20of%20Captain%20Jack%20Sparrow's%20bizarre%20sayings%20from%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which one of Captain Jack Sparrow's bizarre sayings from Pirates of the Caribbean are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (i put that one on just for the damned sexy picture. so there!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here i am!!!! Lets hope this updating stays the same!!!!luv ya all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-106021671900506861?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106021671900506861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/106021671900506861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#106021671900506861' title='I have not dissapeared yet! Savvy?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105803369263688413</id><published>2003-07-12T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T13:14:52.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW! I CAN TALK IN ENGLISH!</title><content type='html'>  i'm using a library computer to post on my blog now. GRRRR. I hate blogger. sorry. i hope people are still READING this. Please do. I'll try to make it to the library to update as often as i can. since it's been weeks since the last update, there was TONS i know i wanted to say but have long since forgotten. Er.... Les catch up.&lt;br /&gt;   Seen a ton of movies. WHALE RIDER is the best one so far. It was AMAZING!!!! beautiful. Well.... it IS New Zeland, but it was a gorgeous movie to watch and i absolutely reccomend it. it is soooooo awsome! I wuv it!&lt;br /&gt;  Also saw Oscar Nominated Shorts with EMilie, which was awsome. Funny cartoons and German short films. Yum. Also saw LXG. Was pretty okay cool. Wilkins was in it (te-he!). My favourite character had to be without a single doubt Dorien Gray. He was such a fop and had awsome lines. I'm gonna try to get the book out as sooon as I finish this.&lt;br /&gt;   I also saw (get ready for this) PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN. That, I'm going to admit to you, was DAMNED FUNNY! It didn't take itself seriously at ALL! Which is good. Johnny Depp was.... himself. Orly was pretty..... very, very pretty, and VERY VERY STOOOPID. oh well. actually imensly enjoyalbe. yes. it was. fun! I wanna see it again! Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;   Lesse. TAMMY IS GONE!!!?!?! She's left. I'm sooooo SAD. I miss her. She would have loved to see all these movies. Dumb movies just aren't the same without her. ARe you reading this TAmmy? I miss you, movie buddy!&lt;br /&gt;   Kid asked hilarious question a few weeks ago: we were talking about CAlvin and Hobbs and how CAlvin hates girls, and how he didn't like girls either. I said one day he prolly would. He said 'yah, 'cos you gotta get married." And I told him you didn't have to, but lots of people did. THe kid thought for a sec and then said "CAn boys marry boys and girls marry girls?" I nearly peed in my pants trying not to laugh. I didn't want to go against whatever this family's moral code was, but i wasn't about to let this opprotunity pass.... so i said "In some places, yes, you can." I left it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ARG. I miss you all! Stay in touch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105803369263688413?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105803369263688413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105803369263688413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105803369263688413' title='WOW! I CAN TALK IN ENGLISH!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105761061164864072</id><published>2003-07-07T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T15:43:31.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>um... the fucked-up-ness continues, kids.</title><content type='html'>August again, writing a little message from Kar which she asked me to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey its me! Blogger is being fucked up, and I can't post for the life of me (at least on this computer. I tried to start another one, but i can't do that either. if you all will just stick with me here, as soon as I get that laptop i'm working on, this will be back up and working. i'll try to send you all a notice. thanks for keeping up! I miss you all!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105761061164864072?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105761061164864072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105761061164864072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105761061164864072' title='um... the fucked-up-ness continues, kids.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105760997504930826</id><published>2003-07-07T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T15:32:54.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇ</title><content type='html'>ˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105760997504930826?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760997504930826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760997504930826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105760997504930826' title='ˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇˇ'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105760912910711894</id><published>2003-07-07T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T15:26:03.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing....</title><content type='html'>hrm. somehow her language was set to Arabic. I am v. confussed. Gah still not working for her, apperantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105760912910711894?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760912910711894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760912910711894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105760912910711894' title='Testing....'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105760898925491363</id><published>2003-07-07T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T15:16:29.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech-support August to da rescue! or not. </title><content type='html'>Testing Kar's blog, since she doesn't seem to be able to type any entries. I however, don't get a fancy title spot on my blog. I think blogger's new version is screwy. yep. ah well. testing, one two three...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105760898925491363?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760898925491363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105760898925491363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105760898925491363' title='Tech-support August to da rescue! or not. '/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105753805155267780</id><published>2003-07-06T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T19:34:11.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105753805155267780?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105753805155267780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105753805155267780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105753805155267780' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-105702176047809692</id><published>2003-06-30T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T20:09:20.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;caron&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-105702176047809692?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105702176047809692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/105702176047809692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#105702176047809692' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95931837</id><published>2003-06-22T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T21:55:57.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINISHED HARRY POTTER! So it only took me about one day. I read it cover to cover. I must say, I was impressed that it was more plot-oriented than action. Well, at least most of it. Here are some VERY MILD spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;S &lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And that Rowling is beginning to drag some of the characters out of their monotonous one-dimensionality, most noticeable Percy. Which surprised me. He isn't evil, but once i thought about it, his personality fit the change.  He was a perfect candidate for his part in the story-- he's not evil, but definently susceptible. The most dissapointing character was Draco, as one-dimensional as ever. More so. I mean, surely he can't stay that way forever! I imagined him having some momentous part in a plot device-- you know, him and harry forced to work together? MOST Happy about Snape's developments tho! Yay for angsty Snape! And hurrah for the fall of Harry's Parents off teh pedestal (if only temporary). And for the killing... well, i won't spoil THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, ENOGOUGH SPOILERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago was great. FAmily. Got prezzies (includig poetry books nad MONEY!). Umm... I had a lot to say, but Harry Potter has taken over mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95931837?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95931837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95931837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95931837' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95849215</id><published>2003-06-19T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T22:10:42.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!! I had the most GOD-AWFUL day, yesterday! The kids were being sooo difficult.... one was throwing tantrums, etc, etc. When we FINALLY got back to teh house, I actaully broke down. I just can't fucking handel these kids every day of the week. I don't WANT to raise them. I don't know where to push and when to relent on what subjects. Once I got them settled in front of their toys, one still not talking to me, the other not letting go of my leg, I poared them some water, lean against the fridge, and fucking cried. Well.... i got a hold of myself and everything was fine. The kids, being kids, forgot all. We played together. I was fine. They were fine. I can't believe I actaully let myself cave! I've never done that before. But Its' beeen a LOOOOONG week. I was just fed up to the end of my rope. &lt;br /&gt;    But today, surprisingly, was a wonderful day! Not a single fight! Easy... we watched tv. We played. They were great. &lt;br /&gt; Jen and I had dinner and saw the guru. Not deserving to be capatilized. worst movie ever. *Sigh* Had lunch with Satch. Always nice. Going to Chicago for grad party tomorrow. CAn't wait to read Harry Potter. Or Rolling Stone (Clay!). And that HORRIBLE day was made better by Ryan on Jimmy Kimmel. Hey... let me be made happy any way I can, okay? I really just snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all! i hope I'm ont boring you with my boring summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95849215?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95849215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95849215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95849215' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95796009</id><published>2003-06-18T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T11:38:08.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAY IT AINT SO, BECKHAM! First I heard it was Barcelona, now I've heard its Madrid!!!! You can't be traded! you're ENGLAND'S, DAMMIT! You can't leave! We LOVE you! I mean, I'M upset and I'm AMERICAN! I can't imagine..... ARGGGGG! Don't leave, Beckham! &lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, on more happy news..... I do the MOST FUN THINGS with EMILIE!!!! Last night we went to The Muny (for those out-of-town friends, it is an outdoor theatre) to see FIDDLER ON THE ROOF. Wow. It was fantastic! Briliant! Except for a few sound gliches (and some of the songs could have been a little more powerful), the acting was superb, the music/songs are... well, some of the best in musicals ever! And pretty much, even it had been horrible, just the feeling of being out on a gorgeous evening with one of your best friends is amazing. She and I talked, read, ate. The play was fabulous-- i wish i had more time to see theatre. We didn't get home till about 11:30. It was fantastic! I love Emilie. And I love plays!&lt;br /&gt;   Tonight: having dinner and seeing a movie with Jen-ben. Haven't seen her in ages. Will prolly see FINDING NEMO. I must say that it is sad that that is one of the best movies I've seen all year. Really, Hollywood, you can't beat a cartoon? Anyway, it is really an enjoyable film. Or we'll see DOWN WITH LOVE. Or something. It'll just be nice to see Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;   Going out of town Friday. So no updates for awhile. Sorry. But I WILL be reading....HARRY POTTER #5!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!! Hurray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95796009?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95796009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95796009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95796009' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95701547</id><published>2003-06-15T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T21:50:45.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I have officially been to my first wedding! It was out-doors, the weather absolutly beautiful: sunny with a breeze. The ceremony was fairly short, very beautiful. My cousin Aryn looked AMAZING. She was gorgeous. So happy. It was very beautiful. I danced and talked. Nobody believed that I was 18 when they asked my age; I suppose I'll appreciate looking young in the years to come, eh? Might as well be optimistic. Anyway, met family that I've never met, danced away, wore my prom dress (people said i looked very pretty), and overall it was wonderful. I am so happy for my cousin! It was an absolutely perfect wedding.&lt;br /&gt;   Lesse. Watched the rest of PRIDE &amp; PREDJUDICE with Auggie, Satch, n' Mufasa. Hehehehehehe. I WUV Darcy. That has got to be the most chicky-flick movie of all time. I can't believe how... girly i get just watching it, yelling at the screen at Lizzie to get her ass with Mr. Darcy now!!!!!! Awwww..... I love that film!&lt;br /&gt;  Satch also rented Queer as Folk on tape. We prolly will watch it Monday. Also have plans to go to the Muny to see Fiddler On the Roof with Emilie, and dinner/movie plans with Jenny. Is gonna be a busy week. I love seeing people tho.&lt;br /&gt; Hehe. Still thinking about how awsome L'Auberge Espanole was. And how beautiful the wedding was. The rehersal was boring as hell tho. I got to try champagne. It was WONDERFUL! YUMMMMMMM. Champange. &lt;br /&gt;   Heheh. watched Tomb Raider. What a dumbass movie. Well.... the cars WERE awfully nice. And if I were a guy, I think I would have enjoyed the shower Angelina Jolie scenes a little more. But Chris Barrie was in it! How hillarious is that?!?! Well, good entertainment nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;GOD MY FEET HURT. Anyway, I leave town Friday for my Chicago graduation party. I get to read harry potter on the drive home. I like champagne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95701547?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95701547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95701547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95701547' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95650370</id><published>2003-06-13T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T22:31:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, what a long week! But I have seen plenty of people and done plenty of fun things to make up for it. Lesse, Jane and I saw this AWSOME film L'AUBERGE ESPAGNOLEL. I absolutely reccomend this film to everyone! It is a foreign film, french, but is in about 6 different languages (including english) as if follows a bunch of foreign exchange students in Barcelona. God, it was WONDERFUL! I want to buy the soundtrack, but its $23 on Amazon! Oh well. Jane and I ate sandwiches and walked around before the film-- Pottery Barn has nice, comfy beds. Anyway, the movie is awsome. Anyone who hates subtitled movies are out of their mind!&lt;br /&gt;  I saw the Italian Job awhile ago. The dilouge sucked ass, and Marky Mark was crap, but the cars were sexy as hell. I need a sleepy-cd to listen to of just expensive car motors. Anyway, the car chases were wonderful. The movie itself was so-so.&lt;br /&gt; I saw Emilie again last night. We watched Red Dwarf. That is the best show ever known to man. I swear. We watched bloopers. Chris Barrie is awsome. By the way, EMILIE: The cat (Danny John-Jules) was born in London, England. Whether he was brought up there or not, I don't know, but I guess he IS British after all! Who knew! and it's Craig CHARLES. I remembered that right after you left me.  Anyway, the rumour is that they're making a movie, and it IS supposedly in production. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I wuv Emilie.&lt;br /&gt; Thanks to Emilie, I am on a reading spree. Read Dangerous Angels, Sabriel, Lireal, and Archangel. I have so far loved every single one! Books are awsome! I can't WAIT for the next Harry Potter book.&lt;br /&gt;  ARg. I KNOW I've done more this week. Can't remember.  Hung out with people I love. Wish I saw more of others. Hopefully this weekend I will do SOMETHING. But my cousin's wedding is this SUnday, and Saturday is rehersal dinners, etc, etc. Anway, it will be my first wedding ever. I almost went to the bachlorette party, but its a lot of drinking with people a lot older than me who I don't know. I will hang out with Auggie instead. maybe go bowling. &lt;br /&gt;   Pay day. $200 pocketed. Thank GOD its the weekend. Saw Satch for bubble tea while My Little Devils (as they will hence be known) ran amock in the place as it stormed outsid. My feet hurt. I'm exhausted. But happy. WEEKEND! WEEKEND! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95650370?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95650370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95650370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95650370' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95535008</id><published>2003-06-10T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T23:08:22.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw Shakespeare in the park. Couldn't with Emilie tho. Too bad. It was with Carrie, her boyfriend, and Abbie who I used ot cadet teach with. Isn't that wierd? I rarely hang out  with people outside of my normal circle of 7. But Carrie invited me, and it was.... nice to do somethin for once. Do something spontanious. I wish i could do that more often. Anyway, the weather was GORGEOUS. That was the main thing. It seemed so neat that stuff like that is offered in St. Louis. It was different being with new people. I was at Dora's graduation party and met all these new girls who just do tons of stuff-- six flags, clubs, coffee shops, shakespeare in the park.... sometimes i wonder why we don't do all this stuff, if i'm missing something in high-school social. But I ADORE my friends to the ends of the earth. I guess it was just wierd having someone say "oh! lets do that! adn that! and then afterwords meet up with these people and do this!" Carrie is a sweet girl.  Anyway, I had a great time. It would have been neat to go with Emilie.&lt;br /&gt;   Lesse. Work sucks. Janey rocks. She gave me awsome presents for my birthday. Books that I LOVE. And CANDY!!!! YAY! German candies I remember  eating as a kid. Thanks Jane! I WUV you! Suddenly all these b-day prezzies. Like Emilie too. I feel bad, I owe these people prezzies as well. I am a toxic friend.&lt;br /&gt;   did i mention work sucks? Storms are fun. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95535008?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95535008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95535008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95535008' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95413135</id><published>2003-06-07T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T15:00:43.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hung out with Emilie. I luv her. We mallwalked. It was fun. We linked arms and giggled. I haven't seen her in 6th months or something. Some guys gave us wierd looks. How come we live in a society where people can't even touch someone of the same sex without being gay? It must be even worse for guys....&lt;br /&gt; Emilie gave me this book for my birthday last night. It is called Dangerous Angels (The Weetzie Bat Books). It is fascinating. I started it this morning and haven't put it down since. At first I didn't like it-- the style was wierd, childlike, disjointed. But as i got into it, there was a rythm, and it developed, and it is amazing. absolutely brilliant. so..... strange, but it really is fantastic. It makes you think. It is unlike anything ever.  Emilie wrote me a beautiful note inside. I love having her as my friend. She is one of the few people I can really be my utter true self with. We talk for HOURS. I never tire of hearing her stories. We never run out of things to say, or if we do, we can still be comfortable in our silence. &lt;br /&gt;  Still sick. But doesn't matter. No kids. ARg. kids. Need Voden. Need Queer as Folk. Need to have fun. anyway, I always forget what I came here to write.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95413135?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95413135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95413135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95413135' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95376723</id><published>2003-06-06T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T11:54:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>internet has been down. Am sick with a cold. I hate being sick. Would write more, but have 268 e-mails to check. Damn those crazy ryan fans. i really should just quit. arg. but none of my friends actually write me e-mails, so without message boards, i would have NO e-mails but spam. &lt;br /&gt;  Quick Updates: HAHAHA! Ryan hosts another show. I get my weekly fix, you suckers sob everytime he shows up on tv.&lt;br /&gt;  Emilie back in town! I wuv her!&lt;br /&gt;  Queer as Folk: still the most fucking awsome show ever.&lt;br /&gt;  Kids: still suck ass. I hate them. I will never have any EVER. well.... not boys, anyway. GOD, why didn't I get a different job?!?!?! WHY? WHY?!?!?!? CHildern suck.&lt;br /&gt;   Watched StarWars. Original is awsome. Space Technology hasn't come that far since 1977. In fact, the puppets and models are almost MORE believable than CG. Why, George Lucas.&lt;br /&gt; Harrison Ford: Damn his awsome outfits&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: bought a porsche. At least we know he has good car taste&lt;br /&gt;  Me: still sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later. i promise. but I'M BACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95376723?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95376723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95376723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95376723' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95174072</id><published>2003-06-01T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T21:47:52.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God. If people haven't figured out that Richard Chamberlain was gay YET, then they are absolutely stupid as hell. I mean, hot actor (not now, for God's sake, but ancient times ago) that plays leading roles? I mean you can tell by the way he TALKS, the way he WALKS, the way he CARRIES himself. It is so OBVIOUS. and he's just now coming out? Man, like we couldn't tell? *sigh* it IS a shame tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Beastmaster again today. That show cracks me up. No Voden. They DID call him a "peacock" tho. That cracked me up so hard I fell off the bed. Heh. Peacock.&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/5061483-95174072?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95174072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95174072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95174072' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95097433</id><published>2003-05-30T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T16:38:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooo chick flicks are so much fun. Auggie, Satch, n' I sat at home last night and watched the first two installments of Pride &amp; Predjudice. Awwww. Darcy! We love you! Marry Lizzie already! Poor Darcy with angsty past! God, sometimes I am such a damn GIRL. But how can I resist that damned movie!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;umm... i know I had stuff to say, but i had a headache all day and now concentration is off. Grad party at Fasa's tonight. Should be a blast. I start working next week. I'm gonna DIE. and hate children. But i need money. *sob* I begin to shake just thinking about the horrors.&lt;br /&gt;  Not sleeping. Gonna miss the chance to see BOTTI IN PERSON, DAMMIT! WHY?!?!?! Gonna be in chicago, and Chris Botti is here for the St. Louis Jazz Festival. I'd give my right arm to go see him! Oh well, you only graduate once, right? Oh wait, you don't. Why isn't college gaduation such a big deal? Oh well, no Chris Botti. I'll live. I'm getting a fucking labtop! heh. I have to keep reminding myself of that. it makes life so gooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95097433?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95097433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95097433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95097433' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-95008607</id><published>2003-05-28T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T17:28:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahaha! No sleep! got home at 4:30 in the morning. All night graduation party. I GRADUATED!!!!!!! Long ceremony with teh usual getting diplomas and wearing hats with tassals and ugly yellow robes that make everyone look like fat lemons. And songs. And everyone clapping. and pictures. And people crying. Then we went to Fridays for dinner. I got a little teddy-bear with a grad-hat, some candy, and a card that says...&lt;br /&gt;  I'M GETTING A LABTOP!!!! I'M GETTING A LABTOP!!!!! I'M GETTTING A LABTOP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! I've been dropping hints for eons, and I'm gonna get it! I'm so fucking happy! I'm going to be able to play dvds and cds and listen to Ryan's radio show. GOD, I'M SO HAPPY! LABTOP! LABTOP! LABTOP!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then there was the all-night grad party. We got fake money to gamble with to buy tickets for prize-drawings. I watned a tv. or a fridge. but not gonna be greedy-- I did get a little cd case that holds 45 cds. that's cool, but i felt really bad causepoor auggie was really upset she didn't win anything. I think she was really tired, but I still felt really bad that she didn't win anything and she really, really wanted to. Poor dear. I also feel bad 'cos she was really upset and kinda angry, and i kinda left for a little. Ug. I guess that wsa bitchy of me. I'm sorry August. Please don't be sad. You can have my CD case if you want. Arg. I think everyone was pissed that some people got a fridge AND otehr stuff while others had to go home with nothing. Anyway, so the end of the night was kinda a drag for everyone.&lt;br /&gt; but we swam from about 1-2 in the morning. water slides are FUN at night! I got my palm rad by the best palm reader I think there ever was. He's AWSOME. we ate food. We got a characteriture (Auggie n' me). It was SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!! I'm am now a graduate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-95008607?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95008607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/95008607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#95008607' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94912578</id><published>2003-05-26T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T17:20:56.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to take care of one thing first-- EMILIE!!!!!! Do you still read this? If you do, remember that I am thinking about you! It's been too long since we've last seen eachother online or otherwise! Come home soon and watch Priscilla, Queen of the Desert with me!!! Please? I miss you! &lt;br /&gt; now to business:&lt;br /&gt;    Saw Raiders of the Lost Ark in the theater!!!! It's so BIG! so GRAND! harrison ford was so HOT. I'm sorry, but even if oyu htink he is an ugly old man now, how can you resist young Indiana with the blond highlighted hair shooting nazis in a leather jacket with a whip? Come on, if you can resist that, you are no human. Anyway, seeing it in the theater wsa better than i imagined! midnight movies rock!&lt;br /&gt;  spent yesterday with Allison. We watched Death to Smoochy. That is the most fucking hillarious film ever made. And hot ed norton doesn't hurt either. but anyway, that movie cracks me up. so funny. everyone watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Then we discovered Queer as Folk. DAMN NOT HAVING CABLE! But we saw teh last couple minutes, and it is SO a show for me. I mean, its awsome. Allison and I tried to figure out the plot. We made up names for characters. here's what we figured out:&lt;br /&gt;Ty (whose name is apparently Ben, Auggie just informed me on my cellphone, but for my purpose, we're calling him Ty) loves Cute Boy. Blond Boy (aka Young Boy, or Justin, according again to August, but who the fuck cares? Its Blond Boy.) loves Druggie (who Auggie tells me his name is Brian, SCrew real names! what is the fun of watching fun television without making up nonsense names?). Vandalism Guy loves some guy we named Rob, 'cos he looks like that guy from matchbox 20. We are so sad.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is on Conan O'Brien tonight. I laugh in your faces.&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is tomorrow. official. long all night party. prizes. gonna be fun! Hi Michael in England! Hi jane who reads this too! Hi Hezzie, not that i really believe you ever read this anyway! Hi Emilie! E-mail me! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94912578?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94912578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94912578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94912578' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94838820</id><published>2003-05-24T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T16:22:18.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY hotels! I stayed up till 4 in the morning watching a movie called Bats. Bats, damn you! WIth a man who wanted very badly to be Benjamin Bratt. And we watched I Know What You Did Last Summer. Crappy movies. Crappy cable. All we had to do all night was crazy stuff like Thom putting Fasa's bra on her head and waking up a sleepy Jane to tell her she was the bra fairy. yes, we're not 18 year olds, we're 6th graders! or just a bunch of graduating seniors celebrating a last blowout together spurred by LOTS of coke and LOTS of sugar and chocolate. yummmmmm. chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;so Aug's n' I shared a pizza at Laclede's Landing. The bar across the way plays awsome techno pop that sticks in your head forever, but of course we're not 21. damn. wanna party. anyway, went swimming.Or grown-up swimming, which means sitting in the HUGE hot tub. then pizza made me slightly sick. but i love hot tubs. then we bought food (candy! soda! SUGAR!). And played cards. And fooled around with video cameras at 3 in the morning as we went up and down in the elevators! And slept until checkout! And watch trading spaces! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am tired.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94838820?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94838820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94838820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94838820' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94794160</id><published>2003-05-23T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T12:26:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>listening to Japanese Tencho/pop music. nope, now listening to gay disco music from teh 70's. Now to songs from the 50's. Now songs from Aqua. Remember them? So poppy and haven't been heard from since 6th grade? God, i forgot how much i loved them when i was a kid. Docotor Jones wake up now! Ai-yippie-ooo--ai-yippie-yai-ae! Hahaha! So funny. nonsensical lyrics. arg.&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHA! Cry your eyes out, Ryan-haters! I force you to read more! More! I am pure evil!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fave quotes from TV w/out Pity. Link is on this blog. Funniest damn thing every to be written ever. I read the Smallville and AI ones constantly. Funny, 'specially if you are very cynical. or hate Ryan. Everyone should read Television without Pity. READ IT NOW, DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;" Credits. If you play the theme song backwards, you'll dream about the City of Gugs. &lt;br /&gt;Ryan "Pretty Boy Floyd" Seacrest greats us from atop of the Seal of Tsathoggua, wearing another shirt with a pattern designed by blind people with palsy. He makes some big deal of the fact that apparently his microphone wasn't working for part of the live results show last week, rendering him mute to millions of lucky East Coasters. I, unfortunately, got to hear every idiotic word. Ryan introduces Simon "I Love To Hate You" Cowell by claiming Simon has brought vanity "to a whole new level." A level that's still about twenty stories below yours, Ryan. Then Ryan walks behind the judges' table and holds a hand over Simon's mouth when he introduces Paula "Plastic" Abdul. And also so that Simon can get a taste of Ryan's sweet boyflesh to tide him over until the two of them get home. Simon asks Ryan if he's wearing perfume. Ryan asks Simon if he's wearing lipstick. It's obvious that the answer to both questions is yes."&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!! I AM SO EVIL! I WILL LOOSE EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO READS THIS BLOG NOW!!!!! SORRY! WILL DO ACTUAL UPDATE SOON-- HAVE AN AWSOME GIRL SCOUT HOTEL RENTAL OUT PARTY TO GO TO TONIGHT! SO THERE! WILL TALK ALL ABOUT IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94794160?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94794160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94794160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94794160' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94716675</id><published>2003-05-21T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T21:46:09.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY! OKAY DAMMIT! I'm updating! Alright? First a shout out to Michael, who I didn't even know read my blog, much less everyday, until just awhile ago. Now I'm creeped out 'cos more people than just Auggie n' Hezzie know that I'm really a very, very shallow, superficioul person. Very shallow. Hmmm, even reading back on my blogs, I think I'm shallow. Oh well. Anyway, Michael's off to England (you lucky bastard), so hey! Arg... so I'll just prove everyone right just now by talking about hot guys and reality television....&lt;br /&gt;GOD. I told all those stupid IDIOTS that Ruben would win. Really, what were they thinking? Even tho I really don't call 1,300 votes WINNING; I mean, that's less than 1%! A LOT less than 1%. And really, Ruben looked like he was gonna DIE out there! I felt really bad for him! He was just sweating like no tomorrow, and I was worried he was gonna collapse on stage! Oh well, no more AI. No more Clay. Even tho whatever doubts I had between choosing a winner were doused when Clay sang Unchained Melody nad Bridge over Troubled Water. People must be deaf as HELL to not vote for him, 'specially as Ruben has... not been sounding so amazing lately. Arg. ENough. I'm just pissed. I'm still crazy and have bad taste as Ryan is still hot. hmmm.... looked v. nice tonite. cute. saw him on Good Day Live. Talked about his ass. Wore ruffles. V. Gay. Still strangely attractive. oh well. everyone must be shouting their joy to the heavens they don't have to hear me talk about him ever again!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAA!!!!! NO MORE HIGH-SCHOOL EVER! EVER! FOREVER!!!!!!!!!  I got a fucking 93% on my AP Bio test (thanks, I know, to Gibbons, but STILL! YAY!) French easy. Everything DONE!!!! I am officially a girl entering college. Fuck. no more high-school EVER. how wierd is that? I really haven't had it sink in yet. nope, i still feel like i'll just be going back to school as normal. it doesn't feel like moving on. but soon it'll be me writing to eveyone from TRuman, so everyone will HAVE to read this 'cos they'll never see me.&lt;br /&gt; oh, get this!You know those horrible "Favourite Things" Oprah shows that make you wanna cry 'cos she's givign a ton of FUCKING AWSOME FREE crap to rich people who don't need it. My NEIGHBOUR got to go on it. ARGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!! I WANT TO HAVE OPRAH GIVE ME STUFF!!!! She got an IPod. she hates technology. she gets free digital cameras and ugly shoes. arg. &lt;br /&gt;okay, this is gettign WAY to long. Ryan was hot fucking tonight! Now I'll prolly never speak his name again! hi all!  luv ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94716675?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94716675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94716675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94716675' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94555770</id><published>2003-05-18T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T19:48:15.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my house smells vaugely like hotdogs..... or maybe I'm just going crazy. All day I stared at biology terms, or pre-calculus problems, or japanese hiragana, or my stupid, stupid computer. My eyes hurt. My head hurts. I haven't gotten dressed yet today, much less been outside.... oh! sweet outside! I miss the air. I miss the sun. I  hate finals. i hate them! HATE HATE HATE! so much hate. i miss PEOPLE. i wanna talk to someone, dammit! &lt;br /&gt; I SAW THE MATRIX!!!!!!! YAY! IT WAS TOO AWSOME FOR WORDS!!!!! YAY NEO! YAY LINK! YAY MANY ASIAN MEN! DOUBLE YAY ANGENT SMITH! YAY EVERYBODY 'CEPT TRINITY, WHO CAN GO FUCK HERSELF!!!! YAY YAY YAY! SO AWSOME! SO PHILIOSOPHICAL! SO MANY AWSOME ANGENT SMITHS! AGENT SMITH RULES THE WORLD! THE MATRIX RULES THE WORLD! BWAHAHAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP. that was all i've done this weekend 'cept study. i was lucky my parents let me do that. they won't even let me turn on the tv or the net (er...sneaky sneaky!) or anything. no beastmaster. no voden. so sad. want some company besides my CD's. please, does humanity still exist? is all that matters now is my fucking calc final? i dunno. yum. i want some fries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94555770?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94555770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94555770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94555770' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94476462</id><published>2003-05-16T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T18:58:38.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONLY TWO MORE DAYS OF SCHOOL!!!!!! HUZZAH! You can't BELIEVE how ready I am to leave school. I've pretty much given up on homework, studying, etc, though with finals coming up next weekend I think I better. WEll, it won't be THAT hard. I finished that damned AP Lit paper. I laugh in its face. I went out to see the total moon eclipse three times last night. It was awesome. I don't care about ANYTHING anymore!!!!! Not one bit!!! I have a portfolio to do, a pre-calc final to start, japanese and French and Bio to study for, and I couldn't care less!!!! I'm OUTTA that school! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;  So. Listened to parents records all afternoon. Bob Dylan, Loggins and Messina, Elton John, Blood Sweat and Tears, Jim Croce. I love old music. It rocks. Lesse, Auggie here wit' me. We gonna watch Three Kings for psychology since Shapiro thinks there is some important life lesson in it that we need to know for our final. Then we're gonna check out missed eppies of Smallville and American Idol. Hmmm. Ryan. ARG! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! And maybe write slash. heh--not even gonna TRY to explain myself there.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, if you haven't noticed, i'm in a MUCH better mood than i have been lately. Though I am still majorly, majorly stressed. And in desperate need of sleep. I can't remember the last time I had a full nights sleep, or more than 6 hours a night. Anyway, I luvs you all! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94476462?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94476462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94476462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94476462' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94355811</id><published>2003-05-14T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T18:17:52.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me tell you ONE thing. I'll be DAMNED if I know what the fuck it means to be human. what kinda crap final question of that? I mean, maybe I'd expect this kinda wierd philisophical question from Shapiro, but not AP English. I don't want to hear anymore from anyoen that this crap is easy. IT's not to me, dammit. I don't WANNA tie it in to books we've read with intext citations. I don't wanna do anything anymore. I just wanna go to sleep. or just sit down and do nothing. Dammit! Life sucks ass. Grrr... its hard to tell if this is me or the period talking here, but what the fuck difference does that make? This isn't the question of life! 42. i wish I could just turn that in. 4 more days till graduation. seems like a lifetime, with all this crap. finals.... i HATE finals. i hate papers. I hate portfolios. make it all go away....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94355811?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94355811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94355811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94355811' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94307215</id><published>2003-05-13T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T22:49:43.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no worries! apparently depressions and horrible moods caused by that idiot that comes by once a month and makes me wanna cut my legs off and throw up. heh. not that the boy readers really care to hear THAT personal stuff about my life. 'cos apparently i DO have male readers, at least one more other than Hezzie-kun, and i'm not even sure he still reads this! but fuck that, i'm on lots and lots of drugs for the pain, and I can say whatever i want! Hah! I hate this time of month......DAMMIT! PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, above affected my day. was terrible due to pain. pain! Lots of pain..... i was sick, and crabby, and wanted to strangle anyoen that talked to me, even my friends. Went to awards assembly, won some stuff, boring, wanted to die. pain again. you know how it is. or maybe you don't. anyway, hopefully I will get back into the habit of writing on here.... but projects are eating my soul. i have SO MUCH GODDAM WORK. ARg. when is school over?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94307215?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94307215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94307215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94307215' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94180342</id><published>2003-05-11T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T22:08:50.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahahahaha! 1 @|v| a l337 |-|@xx0r!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seriously tho, this is August Auggie Aug-chan, comin at ya from mine own house, where I've wrested control of Minas Tirith from that miscreant Denethor!! ...eheh, sorry bout that. Just helping Endy-chan fix the linkies on her blog, so's all you fine folks can go to the awesome sites linked below under "recommended." and while you're at it, read &lt;a href="http://mickeyc.blogspot.com"&gt;My Blog&lt;/a&gt;, which is also awesome beyond all belief. woohoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, blog piracy is so fun. ^_^. just kiddin, Endril! keep up the good bloggin!&lt;br /&gt;~August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94180342?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94180342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94180342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94180342' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-94164014</id><published>2003-05-11T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T15:54:35.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. I HAVE been ignoring my blog lately, haven't I? And its so unlike me! But AP tests are consumming my soul, and I seem to have time for little else. er... prom was amazing. school sucks. Saw X2. what else can I say? I wish more... but Ms. Fels is after me. She also wants my soul. Must write paper about what it means to be human. what kinda crap is that? ARG! Watched beastmaster for lack of better crap to do. Mum sick. Mum is always sick. I hate it all. v. depressed today, no particular reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-94164014?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94164014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/94164014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#94164014' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93891852</id><published>2003-05-06T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T18:17:06.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how do you know if you have a concussion? I hit my head really hard after showering today on the bathtub, nad it hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;  Prom was AWSOME! no time for details now. Joined a voden site. sad.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93891852?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93891852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93891852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93891852' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93633376</id><published>2003-05-01T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T22:33:53.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! Field trip 2! I haven't been to a pre-calc class this week yet! Who-hoo! Anyway, went to the botanical gardens to see the Japanese Garden. It stormed the entire time, and our paper that we were supposed to be filling out got soaked. But it was beautiful. Spent the entire garden trip with Itgel, the girl from Mongolia. She's awsome. She's my new great friend, and I loved hanging out with her. Anyway, we went to a Japanese retuarant (this was a Japanese class field trip, if you couldn't tell) and I had chicken teriaki, which was good. since lots of my first-year japenese friends couldn't go, my teacher let me go with the 2nd,3rd, and 4th year students, which was awsome, since I have a lot of friends there, and they got a lot more freedom! we had an hour to kill while the first eyar students ate, so we went ot a japanese food store and bought candy, and to a pawn shop where i bought CIRCUS (yay! I own a John Hannah movie!), and hung around Bread company reading the paper. I didn't have a chair and was leaning over the table, and some dudes in a car yelled out something along the lines of 'nice ass' but i think they might have been talking to Janey:-)  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, came home, hung out with Satch and Adam and played hackey-sack. Was a really GOOD day! wanting to see Ryan on Bind Date. He should be ashamed. Hehe, Auggie will freak when she hears he was voted one of People's 50 most beautiful people. heh. oh well. vote chris botti below! I am in a great mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93633376?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93633376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93633376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93633376' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93505174</id><published>2003-04-29T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T21:35:02.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! this is the first day in almost a month I have felt really, really good! And we had a field trip! We went to Washington University for a really neat DNA biology lab. The lab was fun 'cos it was mostly hands on and actually interesting. We took a campus tour even tho I already know where I'm going to school, but it was gorgeous outside, so I didnt' mind. It was almost hot. When we finished long before the other groups, I sat down in the grass in the quad and sunned for awhile. I was REALLY nice. We had lunch and finished the lab and came back to school, and I was in a realy good mood. I felt so good I even walked the treadmill!&lt;br /&gt;  Lesse, watched Caroline Rhea that I taped earlier. Chris Botti: still hot, in case anyone was wondeirng. Then watched American Idol. Looks like GLAAD will have to write another letter to them about the gay-jokes, 'cos they really fell back into that. Ryan was adorable. Wearing glasses. I'm sure everyone reading this could care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, vote for the Smooth Jazz Awards!  Chris Botti is up! Even if you don't know him, or really care, take my word that he is the coolest trumpet player ever, adn REALLY good (this is more than him being cute, I swear!), so you should vote for my sake, k? I know links don't work on here, but cut and paste. PLEASE?!?! And if that isn't enough, Nora Jones is up too... so vote for them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            http://nationalsmoothjazzawards.com/voting.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93505174?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93505174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93505174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93505174' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93428731</id><published>2003-04-28T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T18:19:33.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah! what is wrong with blogger!?!?! why won't my links work? I've been trying for days now, doing all sorts of new things, changing the template, re-editing the template, etc. Am seriously pissed off. &lt;br /&gt;   *Sigh* medicine makes me either starving or sick to my stomach. Was sick to stomach all morning, and had to stand for 45 minutes in line in the fucking cafeteria to get my graduation stuff. Wanted to throw up. But I DID get my CAP N' GOWN! yay! they are a horribly ugly yellow colour made out of cheapo fabric and carboard, but hey! I'm graduating! Tried everything on at home, and suddenly it was all very.... real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93428731?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93428731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93428731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93428731' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93374622</id><published>2003-04-27T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T21:58:44.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trying new template so I can have links for everyone to visit..... hope is workign out. other one giving me a hell of a lot of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93374622?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93374622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93374622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93374622' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93321929</id><published>2003-04-26T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T21:02:54.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POINTLESS THOUGHT OF THE NIGHT (besides "When can I just throw up and get the pain over with, dammit!?!"):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Whose idea was The Village People? How did they become famous? I mean, who thinks "hey, lets make a band out of a WHOLE lot of gay guys and sing gay songs!" Well, except maybe me, but that's a different story. Anyway, I think they win the award for funniest disco band EVER. Just listen to them. SO upbeat. So catchy. So very gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPdate: still sick. eating saltines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93321929?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93321929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93321929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93321929' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93319149</id><published>2003-04-26T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T20:08:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel like i'm gonna throw up......&lt;br /&gt;I take it back, I am gonna throw up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93319149?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93319149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93319149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93319149' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93212073</id><published>2003-04-24T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T20:21:31.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BWHAHAHAHAH! AP LIT PROJECT IS OVER!!!!!! I think we did great. the cookies were yummy, Ms. Fels didn't make any bad faces during the presentation, and the discussion worked out pretty well despite my doubts. Even the rapping didn't turn out so bad. Ms. Fels seemed pretty amused. This still doesn't account for the fact I can't rap for shit. Maybe I'll put the lyrics on here tho. They be pretty amusing. Well, pretty amusing for two books about suicide, so they are also kind of innapropriate, but oh well. Hehe! But it feels so good to have this out of my way! Two big tests tomorrow and guess who couldn't care less? ME ME ME ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  watched american idol. still not over this crappy ryan seacrest infatuation thing. what is WRONG with me? He's trying out the stubble. is not working. cleanshaven men are much prettier. &lt;br /&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST EMILIE ON HER 20TH BIRTHDAY! I LOVE HER DEARLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93212073?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93212073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93212073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93212073' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-93154884</id><published>2003-04-23T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T22:33:24.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>working on exhibitions for AP english. this is why no-one has seen me in ages. Done tomorrow. Anna Karenina and The Awakening. Be thankful you never have to see. They FORCED ME TO RAP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-93154884?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93154884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/93154884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#93154884' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92988021</id><published>2003-04-21T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T11:00:36.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick again. i Hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92988021?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92988021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92988021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92988021' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92910407</id><published>2003-04-19T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T19:59:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! Everyone went out to dinner last night for my birthday to Chevy's, and they sang for me n' Auggie and gave us ice-cream AND.... SOMBREROS! yay! We had a great time gorging on chips and coke and good texican food. I wanted to thank everyone for the awsome prezzies. Auggie gave me the NEATEST book that I have already started reading and it is awsome! It is all about hoaxes and such! It is super cool! Thom gave me a stuffed pig from Build-a-Bear, and it was CEASAR PIGGUS from our beloved story Frank &amp; Hans (which I am NOT gonna try to 'splain). I've had it with me all day 'cause it seems I am sick AGAIN (would that make it the third time in two weeks now?), and it even has a little toga! I wuv it SOOOOO much, i'm gonna take it to college with me to forever remind me of Frank &amp; Hans and Thom. And Fasa went super overboard and gave me the coolest gifts ever, like the  next CCS manga, AWSOME candels, a neato little book about comfort, and absolutely AWSOME Norman Rockwell stationary!!!! I had such a great time, but felt bad that I kicked everyone outta the house at 10:30 'cause I felt crappy. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, one more thing. A BIG shoutout to AUGGIE! HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TOMORROW, BABY GIRL! YOU KNOW I WUV YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92910407?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92910407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92910407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92910407' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92688649</id><published>2003-04-15T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T21:20:10.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never mind! Got prezzies and cake! Lesse, I got a GREAT gift of a new stereo system! It has a tape player, a CD player, and radio, and is small enough to take to college with me! It's AWSOME and I love it! 'specially since my old boombox had terrible sound as was about to fall apart. Also got a litle famous person box to add to my collection (I think they're called potbellies or sumthin). I already hvae Napolean, Queen Elizabeth I, Shakespear, and now I also have Empres Woo. Next on my list: King Louis! I also got a Carol king CD to keep me company when I'm dragged away from my parents' record collection for college! So happy!&lt;br /&gt;read below for today's other entry:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92688649?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92688649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92688649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92688649' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92678298</id><published>2003-04-15T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T17:58:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! YAY! Haven now reached the big 18!!!!!!! Noriko gave me the cutest prezzies of a pretty silky scarf thing, a cool little clock, and Hello Kitty stationary! Jane also gave me yummy, yummy Japanese candy! Even though I had to go to school, it wasn't a bad day. 'cept everyone at home is sick, so I am sitting around doing nothing :-(  Tonight, tho, am gonna watch American Idol and Smallville, and me dad is cooking a special dinner for me!&lt;br /&gt;  Friday, am gonna take a group of friends out with me to dinner to celebrate b-day. No prezzies yet from family, but will keep informed. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/penname/1049658231_tank.jpg" border="0" alt="Tank"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Tank!  You are the Operator! You are&lt;br&gt;practical and dedicated to your job, making you&lt;br&gt;the ultimate supporting character!  You are the&lt;br&gt;guy that trains everyone and jacks them into&lt;br&gt;the Matrix or the construct.  You are the&lt;br&gt;operational genius behind the fighters.  You&lt;br&gt;are a genuine child of Zion and you take pride&lt;br&gt;in the fact that you grew up free.well, as free&lt;br&gt;as you can get  near the core of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/penname/quizzes/Which%20Matrix%20Character%20are%20You%20-%20This%20one%20is%20better%20than%20all%20the%20others%20(Now%20its%20Finished!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Matrix Character are You - This one is better than all the others (Now its Finished!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92678298?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92678298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92678298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92678298' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92514540</id><published>2003-04-12T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T23:09:29.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeee! Fasa and I saw the Stuttgart Ballet! It was Romeo and Juliet, and it was absolutely beautiful! I had SUCH a great time! we had to shell out a bit o' money for it, but it was so definently worth it! God, it was so pretty, and the music was fantastic! We had to sit up really high, but I think it was for the best, because we had a great view of the whole stage, and it looked great.&lt;br /&gt; put the hammock out today. best investment this family ever made. also went to the Thurteenth Carnival at Washington University with Fasa, Gibbons, and Noriko (her first carnival!). we had a great time! I love this time of year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92514540?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92514540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92514540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92514540' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92464173</id><published>2003-04-11T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T21:44:06.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so. last night, Fasa, Auggie, n' I watched BOURNE IDENTITY. God, that is one of the best movies ever! I could watch it over and over again, though the fact that cute little homeless, abused Matt Damon is in it. I ADORE him. he makes me say awwwwwwww everytime i see him and his cute little nose. enough, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;  Tonight, Fasa and I saw PHONE BOOTH. Interesting idea for a film. i thought it would be more predictible than it was, and despite some strange sappy parts, i actually enjoyed. Too bad Colin Ferral couldn't have a sexy accent tho. anyway, i enjoyed it. Poor Auggie says she has a sore throat, i prolly infected her. Hopefully she n' Satch will get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;  FASA AND I ARE GONNA GO TO THE BALLET! dunno why i'm so excited, but i am. Romeo and Juliet at the Fox. I can't wait! Gonna go to Thurteenth Carvival tomorrow as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92464173?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92464173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92464173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92464173' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92391802</id><published>2003-04-10T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-10T18:38:32.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>great day, sickness nearly gone! Lets see, Thom gave me the CD i've been absolutly DYING for for eons! It is the coolest thing since... god knows what! Listened to it all day. Half day, so had soup (which actually sucked), parent teacher confrences, all A's (i think), teachers love me (YAY!). Took quizes:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/thelumbymon/1045346425_zyquizpunk.jpg" border="0" alt="I am punk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, took it twice. One just said i am a nice person. sick of that crap. i'm always just the 'nice person.' maybe should start being more daring, eh? aug is coming over tonite. that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92391802?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92391802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92391802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92391802' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92260504</id><published>2003-04-08T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T21:07:23.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah. am too sickly. must work on not getting sick every damn week. Am mostly better, but not sleeping at night due to throat. which SUCKS ASS during school, of course.  Oh, would like to give a shout out to poor, dear Emilie who is sick with a kidney stone! And those things hurt like HELL! Kisses, Emilie!&lt;br /&gt;  Auggie, Satch, n' I are gonna have an English football party saturday! Manchester vs. NewCastle! now THAT should be one hell of a game! er....school sucks, in case anyone was wondering. Still stuck on Ryan; in fact, Satch n' I have a bet to see how long it takes Auggie to slap me when I mention him.  Okay, so I am officially a horrible dork with no prom date. How does it happen that for Jounior Prom, I'm the only girl in my group iwth a date, and now for senior prom, I'm one of the only without? Oh well, i guess i make do. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92260504?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92260504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92260504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92260504' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92174010</id><published>2003-04-07T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T16:13:13.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so....sick again. not fun sick either. all day in doctor's office. throat hurts very badly. can't swallow easily. watched Caroline Rhea for that cute Chris Botti. He is SO super cute! and she said the funniest thing too, that made me respect her so much 'coz she obviously knows people. she was like&lt;br /&gt; "I'm sure there are millions of teenage girls who who tune in every day to watch the 'Chris Botti Show' and think 'man that blond chick talks too much!'"  At least she knows he's the star. Anyway, isn't it sad that that's all i have to tell about my day? I had some soup, not very good 'cuz i was naseaus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92174010?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92174010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92174010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92174010' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92103096</id><published>2003-04-06T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T14:57:47.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i wake up at maybe 3:00 this morning feeling like my nose has closed up, my head is about to explode, and my throat hurts like hell. apparantly am NOT better quite yet. Had one day of feeling really good 'cept for my throat. turns out it was not a 24-hour cold thingy, but the flu that just takes a few days to set in. I CAN'T afford to miss another B-day tho! Arg.&lt;br /&gt;  So saw RED DRAGON again this afternoon as I lay on teh couch with only my saltines and sprite to keep me company. I love that movie. It is such a thinker-thriller. I love those best. Anyway, last night watched Ocean's Eleven (the new one) and Dogma. Weekend has been very tame, i guess 'coz i can't do anything. this sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92103096?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92103096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92103096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92103096' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-92060139</id><published>2003-04-05T17:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T17:00:16.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw COWBOY BEBOP last night. It was SUPER cool! Arg. Sore throat. very bothersome. hurts to swallow. otherwise feel great! lalala! Did you know that Sigfried and Roy claim NOT to be gay? if THEY are denying it, i am seriously rethinking other people who claim not to be gay also (you know who). &lt;br /&gt;   auggie and i may rent movies tonight, then see Thom later. Excited. nothign much going on. bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-92060139?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92060139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/92060139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#92060139' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91936681</id><published>2003-04-03T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T15:06:36.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, scratch that. Apparently am still sick. Fever spiked back this afternoon, not nearly as high tho. Took some tylonol and am feeling a little better now. Very cold tho. Might miss tomorrow as well.&lt;br /&gt;   *sigh* still prom-dateless. It's not like I haven't asked anyone! I asked another guy, who said "he'll let me know!" I mean, come on, its not like he'll hurt my feelings if he just says no. i don't like being 'put on hold' as a second choice here. i asked this guy, who i never really hang out with after school 'cos we're so different, but only as a friend.  i don't care if i go alone, i'd just like to have some sort of answer.&lt;br /&gt; Sigh. if i'm home again tomorrow, maybe i'll rent RED DRAGON or DOGMA or sumthin. And I'll keep myself busy by watching that really fun superficioul morning show (what is it? Good Day or something?) that always recaps reality t.v. shows and makes fun of people. anyway, sorry for two posts i the same day, i know nobody wants to read two. i wish i wasn't sick.,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91936681?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91936681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91936681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91936681' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91926664</id><published>2003-04-03T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T12:01:42.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sick today. I think I'll be fine, just resting now. My fever is mostly gone, and all I'm left with is a sore throat and being extremely exhausted. So I watch a lot of television. I saw a re-run of the Caroline Rhea show (is that even still on?), and maybe it wsa all the medicine I'm on, but that Chris Botti trumet player is really hot. I seem to be going for the angelic looking people lately. oh well, maybe not. Colin Ferral is NOT by any means angelic, eitehr in attitude or apperance.&lt;br /&gt;  *sigh* so much war on television, it certainly IS like a new reality show the government is just obsessed with.  I wish the war could just end. anyway, don't see a lot of people online anymore. Wrote to my yahoogroup (or is it MSN?) who were upset with people callign Ryan gay. I don't see why. If HE is comfortable with it, why shouldn;t they be? Oh well, it's nice to talk to people anyway.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91926664?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91926664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91926664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91926664' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91862953</id><published>2003-04-02T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T14:00:38.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala. sitting in psychology right now. nobody is here because of a field trip. I feel very sick. throat hurts.tired. dizzy. cold. that's about it. Lets see, only update I really have is this: Colin Ferral is a sexy, sexy Irishman with a dirty, dirty mouth, and I adore him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91862953?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91862953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91862953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91862953' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91812939</id><published>2003-04-01T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T20:41:47.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so.... saw this amazing whistler guy on David Letterman last night. He was absolutely amazing! He whistled my favourite song from The Magic Flute, which may be the only opera I am familiar with. It was really, really neat. sorry, that had nothign to do with anything. Lets see, since August always draws me pics (and she owes me some) but never gets anything in return, I had to write Auggie a little fic. hehe. ask HER what it's about. lets see, watched American Idol. Voted for Clay even tho not his best performance. I figure dear Ruben will win anyway, so why not vote for Clay and give him his due? hehe, another gay refrence to Ryan today. He also bounces right back, and simply agrees with it all. that's why i love him! &lt;br /&gt;  Any news? Not really. Birthday is in fourteen days! Yay 18! I love Edward Norton, by the way. Found an article from 1999 in Vogue about him, nad it was funny 'cos they were talking about some of my favoutie movies he hadn't even done yet (Fight Club, Keeping the Faith). it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, saw adorable litle Brit film with Auggie called RELATIVE VALUES (i think). julie andrews and colin firth. I LUV coling firth. he was cute. anyway, i am working on makign these much less superficial. we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91812939?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91812939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91812939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91812939' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91746417</id><published>2003-03-31T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T19:53:04.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ack. I have officially reached a sadness level I hoped I never would reach. I actually joined a Ryan group. Or tried to. Who knows with this crappy computer. But from the site Auggie showed me, the manager e-mailed me. She was really nice, and she even likes LOTR, Plushenko, and KNOWS who ALAN RICKMAN is! It was pretty awsome, AND she even visited this site. And I know I have all of....what...three readers? &lt;br /&gt; Anyway, who know who is damned hot? Or was, for that matter? Paul Newman. Man, was he ever sexy in his little wife-beaters and manly buff arms and such. Too bad he's 70 or whatnot now. But one must admit he is pretty awsome.&lt;br /&gt;  So...I have been going through my college stuff. I am signing up for classes. I think I will be an anthropology major with a minor in Medieval Studies! I can't wait! Also am taking online language tests right now. French, maybe even latin. We'll see how it goes. God, college is so close now!  It's all happening so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91746417?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91746417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91746417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91746417' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91620781</id><published>2003-03-29T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T16:24:05.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all! Auggie n' me had soup at the Bread Company today, and we got caught in a freakin' hail-storm. it was freezin' and it hurts when the wind blows little pieces of ice into your eyes. but the soup was worth it. now we're looking up Plushenko pictures, Ryan Seacrest pictures, and Texas "In Demand" videos which Rickman supposedly was in. Ha! you never thought Alan Rickman would make it on this site, did you! You thought i'd forgotten him! Hehe! Anyway, finally talked to Hezzie since he DIDN'T tell me he was on holiday, and he was sweet and talked to us about birthday gifts. Tonight Auggie n' I are gonna watch more ice-skating and the commentary on LOTR. And HOPEFULLY some more football! Yay NewCastle!&lt;br /&gt;  Watched MS. CONGENIALITY. Was very funny. Turns out Benjamin Bratt is pretty hot if you go for that look. you know...tall, dark, handsom....hispanic. i like him much.&lt;br /&gt; We also watched FOOTLOOSE, which is, of course, AWSOME! Kevin Bacon used to be so cute! the 80's were so good to him and his little anti-mullet. he was too cool. anyway, love all! And yay,  Auggie n' I are going to Truman together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91620781?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91620781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91620781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91620781' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91575797</id><published>2003-03-28T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T18:19:39.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll tell you one thing, this has been one boring spring break. oh, but how NICE the weather was a few days ago! It was near 70, so i took my CD player, a composition notebook, and some sunglasses out to the loop where i put two chairs together and pretty much sunned my self (and fell asleep). Then I attempted to buy Jane a birthday persent, Tammy met up with me, and we watched FLASHDANCE. Oh, but sunning was soooo nice, especially since now it is very cold and rainy and dreary out.  Lets see, Mum and I had a fight last night  that lasted into today, and i didn't even bother trying to defend myself because who KNOWS what kinda horrors that would have brought on. Watched ice skating on the telly. Yes, i am a dork. But I LOVE EVGUENY PLESHENKO! he's so awsome! He's been my favourite skater for years, since he was seventeen, and because he's so damn amazing! Of course Alexei Yagudin is my second favourite, but I stay true to my frist pick. Auggie, Tammy, and I had a fab time watching the competitions! &lt;br /&gt;  FINALLY got my CD's from Amazon today! STRICTLY BALLROOM and BEND IT LIKE BECKHAM are the best! Listening to the former right now. hurrah! Not in a great mood, but that's alright. Poor Auggie having a hard day as well.&lt;br /&gt;  Saw my first eppie of MCQUIVER (is that how you spell it?) while babysitting. What a neat show! Anway, that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91575797?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91575797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91575797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91575797' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91389032</id><published>2003-03-25T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T21:53:49.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arg. I am so BORED! i wanna get OUT! see a movie! Go to dinner! Go bowling! SOMETHING, for God's sake! Why doesn't anyone ever want to go out anymore? I'm sitting here at a quarter till nine, on my SPRING BREAK, doing absolutely nothing and hanging out with my COMPUTER and my SISTER! I am going to be 18 in a few weeks and i'm sitting at home like a six year old.&lt;br /&gt; okay, that's enough of that. sorry. it's been a long, veeery boring day. watched parts of the live-action JUNGLE BOOK with Auggie n' Satch. Wow! Cary Elwes so hot! him and Jason Fleming (billy and Wilkins) SO GAY! the directer of that HAD to be a woman, and all those little things that made them so gay could NOT have been in the script. They for sure were haivng some fling off screen! I wonder if Elwes is married....&lt;br /&gt; Also watched SINGING IN THE RAIN. GOD, i LOVE that film! 'cept for the long interlude part (I always hated thpose in musicals), that film has got to be one of the best made ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91389032?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91389032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91389032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91389032' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91316430</id><published>2003-03-24T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T19:55:44.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all! I'm back! Chicago was good. I drove for the first time on the highways. WHEEE! So much FUN to go 70 mph! I did really well. I at ALOT of good, hearty meals; my family insists on feeding everyone constantly. I'm NOT a breakfast person, but every morning its muffins and cereal and at least two different kinds of fresh fruit, etc, and finally you have to keep saying no, no, yet feeling terribliy guilty about it all. I had my first taste of Goolosh on some noodles or sumthin, and also some sausage and chicken in a pastry thingy. Very good. Was, unfortunately, terribly bored. Talking and talkin about things I had no clue about. But we did go see a war museum that was neat; they rebuilt a trench from WWI, D-Day beach from WWII, and the jungles of Vietnam. It was neat. Dad also took me to see Lincoln's tomb in Springfield, Il. Anyway, I'm back now, and glad of it! But my stomach does hurt a bit. I think I ate my dinner too fast..... Going to go order things from Amazon.com! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91316430?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91316430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91316430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91316430' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91133000</id><published>2003-03-21T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T11:11:00.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*nervous laughter* er...I'm afriad I should apoligise for that last bit down there. I was having quite a bad day. I wouldn't blame anyone if they didn't read it-- in fact I HOPE nobody bothered.  And since probably 99.9% of my few readers most likely didn't make it to the other post of that day, I will repeat it now. Did I mention I was in a bad mood? :-)  Anyway, finally watched PANDEAMONIUM. Wow. It is a very trippy, trippy movie. John Hannah, as Wordsworth, was terribly unlikable, which made me love him even more, because what a great actor he must be! I don't know if I'd reccomend it or not...i was SO STRANGE! But it was really funny at times, and beautiful to watch. Interesting and pretty cinematography. It was awsome. &lt;br /&gt;Post from 3/19/2003:&lt;br /&gt;  Hi all! I know its been awhile, but it has been a really hectic week. Not feelign well today, skipped fencing. But none of that matters now! One more day until Spring Break, and then I'm FREE!!!! I am going on vacation to Chicago with my dad for the weekend, so I'll have no internet access, but will most likely be back by Monday. Those of you who have been out of town for awhile and are behind on my blog (*Hezzie*Coughcough---thanks for letting me know about that fun skiing trip, man! I had no clue where you were), check out below for fun links (i.e-- prom dress). Jeeze--thunder! I should prolly get off! How I love spring! We caught caught in this huge whirlwind outside of school like i've never experienced before! I couldnt' see, I could barely walk up the steps it was so strong, and unmbrellas were turning inside out, and kids were running shrieking everywhere like it was a tornado! It was quite fun! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91133000?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91133000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91133000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91133000' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91037870</id><published>2003-03-19T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T22:35:19.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more thing. Everybody can sit back and laugh about how I am a niave 17 year old who obviously doesn't know shit about politics, much less the world. I know that. But I don't care. I am putting in a page of a free response we had to do for school on war. I left out the part refrencing our novels. But the truth about how I feel is here. Don't comment, don't make fun of me. It's stupid, but it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	                             Free Response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I know this is a free response, and I�m not sure I�m covering what you want me to cover.&lt;br /&gt;Is the topic war in general, this war, or what we�ve learned about war through the literature we�ve studied? I think I might as well cover all of them, and I hope you don�t mind.&lt;br /&gt;	 To tell the absolute truth, every time I hear talk about the war, I want to put my hands over my ears and scream.  I know pretending like it isn�t happening isn�t the answer. I have been accused of pushing ignorance about the war when I refuse to watch Bush on the television and listen to his speeches. But that�s not true.  I have done my part in active protesting, like taking part in a peace rally and marching and such. I also keep up with the news, reading the paper in the morning. I find it less depressing to get the facts then suddenly feeling depressed about the helplessness of the situation, how it seems that no matter what I believe or what the rest of the world wants, war is inevitable.  But when it comes to having to discuss it in every single class, saying the same things over and over again, and in the end realizing how helpless we are, I just can�t stand it anymore! This hatred and close-mindedness that everyone seems to have, not just the Americans, makes me sick. Of course, I�m not saying I�m right. Who knows, maybe this war is completely necessary, killing and destruction included. But I have my own personal beliefs, and I stick to them, because if we don�t do that, what else do we have to hold on to? As corny as it sounds, sometimes I wonder why everyone can�t just shut up and accept each other and live in peace. But this �war� is everywhere. Everywhere I turn, wherever I try to run-- home, school, out to dinner-- it looms over me, following me like an ominous black cloud.  On the television right now, in the next room, they are showing the war, live. Like it is some kind of new reality t.v. show. You can see the flashes of bombs in the background, the darkness made even more eerie by the green glow of the night-googles. I don�t want to see it. If I can�t stop the war from happening, do I really have to be forced to watch it on the telly? Every channel. It seems you simply can�t escape it   I know running, covering your ears and pretending the war doesn�t exist isn�t the answer. But isn�t it only human to be afraid, to wish these horrors away?&lt;br /&gt;	I think before I was just scared. The first thing the word �war� brings to my mind is the thought of being blown up. Of the world being blown up, all  people in all countries annihilated. Because isn�t that what the end must come to if these weapons of mass destruction are finally used? In truth, and I rarely admit it to anyone, my one biggest fear, and one of my only fears, is death.&lt;br /&gt;	  I think it�s more than that now. People, including me, think they know what war is when they don�t. How can they? For me, it is death and destruction, but then again, I am simply a spectator from afar. I am afraid because I am left in the dark about the possibilities of war. It is not me doing the fighting, with my life at risk every minute of the day. It still affects me in some way, and I think even those of us left to wonder have the right to fear, to question. I think it is more frightening not knowing the truth than having to guess, than making up terrible worst case scenarios in your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91037870?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91037870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91037870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91037870' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-91037116</id><published>2003-03-19T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T22:22:46.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all! I know its been awhile, but it has been a really hectic week. Not feelign well today, skipped fencing.  But none of that matters now! One more day until Spring Break, and then I'm FREE!!!!  I am going on vacation to Chicago with my dad for the weekend, so I'll have no internet access, but will most likely be back by Monday. Those of you who have been out of town for awhile and are behind on my blog (*Hezzie*Coughcough---thanks for letting me know about that fun skiing trip, man! I had no clue where you were), check out below for fun links (i.e-- prom dress). Jeeze--thunder! I should prolly get off!  How I love spring! We caught caught in this huge whirlwind outside of school like i've never experienced before! I couldnt' see, I could barely walk up the steps it was so strong, and unmbrellas were turning inside out, and kids were running shrieking everywhere like it was a tornado! It was quite fun!&lt;br /&gt; AFter school tomorrow, gonna watch PANDAEMONIUM! I can't wait! Shit-- lightning. Better run folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-91037116?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91037116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/91037116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#91037116' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90816137</id><published>2003-03-16T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T14:35:32.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my prom dress!!!!! The gold ballroom gown was not available in my size anymore, so it's probably a good thing i didn't buy it since obviously a bunch of people already have it. Also, it was erally expensive and freakin' see through! Why owuldn you make a see-trhough prom dress! So I would've had to buy a slip as well, andt hat was getting far too pricy.&lt;br /&gt;But we went to Hot Topic to look a tee-shirts, and I found TWO dresses!!!! One is for prom. It is a black derss with white dots with the bottom gauze sticking out of the bottom, with straps and very tight fitting until waist where it goes out. It is a very 1950's dress, and SOOOOO cute! I'm still looking for 40's shoes with the straps around the ankles. Wanna know what else? It was ONLY $40! So i bought a second dress also, black with little red stars, same 1950's style, halter neck. very adorable. going to wear it to my cousin's wedding this summer, and just around as a slightly dessy sun-dress. &lt;br /&gt;  here is my prom dess in white-- it doesn't look nearly as classy, so don't get the wrong idea! It's super-cute!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hottopic.com/store/product.asp?LS=0&amp;ITEM=222692&amp;RN=146&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think! I  am SO happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90816137?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90816137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90816137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90816137' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90782673</id><published>2003-03-15T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T19:18:00.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went dress shopping today, and fell in love with two desses, niether one that was in my size. so tomorrow me mum and i are going to another mall to see if we can find them. One was a white dress with gold designs over the top (okay, that sounds ugly. it is really very beautiful. It's the picture on the left if you go to this link: http://www.zum-zum.com/product/content/product_05.htm ). It's hard to see, but it's a very pretty ballroom gown. The other dress I found is a more vintage-style. It's a metallic-gray/black colour (think gunmetal) that is strapless, very tight to the waist, and then fans out. It only goes a little below the knees, and it is super cute and old-fashioned. I am torn between the two!&lt;br /&gt;     Watched a John Hannah film called CIRCUS tonight. It was very funny, very strange. He was like a mobster/assasin, and there was double, triple, and quadruple crossings all over the place! He was super cute too. and very Scottish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90782673?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90782673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90782673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90782673' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90738537</id><published>2003-03-14T18:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T18:26:41.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here is a link of pictures of that hillarious new band:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  http://philipp.sandpeck.com/happataipics.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90738537?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90738537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90738537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90738537' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90738041</id><published>2003-03-14T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T18:14:53.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to see the stupid school play tonight. Only going because people will be there and I get 100 points in psychology for going. Mum saw the cutest new Japanese band on a late show last night (i was asleep). They are called Happatai, and they sing a song called Yatta. I DESPERTLY wanna see them! They dance around in skin-tone tighty-whiteys with fig-leaves on them and do YMCA type letters with their bodies! They are super cute!&lt;br /&gt;   Saw the best movie yesterday at a first-screening that Auggie's mum got free passes to the other night.  It was called BEND IT LIKE BECKHAM, and it was one of the most awsome movies ever! Must get soundtrack right away! Everyone go see it when it comes out in April. I mean it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90738041?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90738041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90738041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90738041' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90663364</id><published>2003-03-13T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T13:47:56.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! Fencing yesterday was really fun! I don't think i'm as bad as i first thought! There was this cute new guy there with dark hair who I haven't seen before. He kind of knew what he was doing more than the others in the class. Since there is an odd number of people in our class, I was sitting out a bout, and this guy offered to bout with me . He was fixing my hand positions and everything, and when I finally got the hang of it, whenever I hit him right, he would make a really cute little sound. He would say things like 'squeak' or 'eep!' or make a duck sound, or something along those lines. It was so adorable! I was laughing so hard I could barely lunge! When it was his turn, though, since he knew what he was doing, he kept hitting me in the same place on my ribs every time, and now I have little bruises up and down my ribcage. That's alright, though! Fencing is mucho fun!&lt;br /&gt;  Have tons of work to do, but am going to see BEND IT LIKE BECKHAM at the Tivoli, 'cause Auggie's mum got free passes! Weather is too beautiful to believe! Betcah I won't get any work done this weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90663364?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90663364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90663364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90663364' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90563944</id><published>2003-03-11T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T21:37:18.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>really confused about prom thing. would really enjoy having a date. I had such a great time last year with Ray, and I really want to have a date for my senior prom too! Oh well, if not, I'm sure i'll have just as great of a time! It's too soon to be worring about this stuff anyway. i don't even have a dress yet!&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, watched American Idol tonight with Satch and Auggie. I LOVE CLAY! I adore him! He is so damn cute! He works with special ed children! His father died (poor baby Clay!). He is like a puppy with big eyes! He can sing like GOD HIMSELF! I WUV HIM!&lt;br /&gt;    oh--one more thing. Ryan is a floozy, and he's MY damn floozy, and i don't care        what anybody says!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90563944?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90563944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90563944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90563944' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061483.post-90498863</id><published>2003-03-10T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T21:44:37.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i've just been to my second funeral of my life on Sunday. it's all very sad. I can't wait for my cousin's wedding, 'cause it'll be my first, and it's about time for something happy to happen. I'm invited to my first bachlorette party too!!!!! Imagine how fun that'll be! Anyway, half day today (yay!). Auggie, Satch, and I watched UNDERCOVER BORTHER, which was hillarious, if your willing to make fun of yourself. You know who is super super cute? That guy who played Doogie Howser. He was in Undercover Brother, and he was so dorky and cute! It seems I can't resist cute, dorky guys now! Anyway, since today was a good day (I had brocolli cheese soup and half of a smoked ham and cheese on rye sandwhich), I thought I'd sing a little Irish pub song I learned from LOTR. I hope the words are right. been in my head all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hey ho to the bottle I go&lt;br /&gt;  to heal my heart and drown my woe&lt;br /&gt;  The rain may fall, the wind may blow&lt;br /&gt; But there'll still be.... many miles to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sweet is the song of the poaring rain&lt;br /&gt; and the stream that flows from hill to plain&lt;br /&gt; Better than rain or rippling brook&lt;br /&gt; is a mug o' beer inside this Took!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5061483-90498863?l=mrsrickman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90498863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5061483/posts/default/90498863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsrickman.blogspot.com/index.html#90498863' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13703743158798952932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
