<?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-7434497</id><updated>2011-05-26T14:16:35.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle's Thoughts on Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110869440609317073</id><published>2005-02-17T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T18:40:06.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; I'm Michelle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And I got a free t-shirt today.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;makes&lt;/span&gt; me happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That was for you, Kate. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;p.s. Roy G Biv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110869440609317073?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110869440609317073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110869440609317073' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110869440609317073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110869440609317073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2005/02/eee.html' title='EEE!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110289213011021054</id><published>2004-12-12T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T14:55:30.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES, I AM! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110289213011021054?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110289213011021054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110289213011021054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110289213011021054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110289213011021054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-done.html' title='I&apos;M DONE!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110261792188954682</id><published>2004-12-09T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:17:43.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than you wanna know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ppl that have it worse off than me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;away messages:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kate: 2 today.  oh fuck.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Deb: 3 exams... 1 day...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kellen: done with round one...i lost.rounds 2-4 coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Evan: You know, my penis has certain supply and demand, too.  You don't see me going to class for it! Fuck Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in general:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;South African HIV victims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Civilians in Iraq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;podiatrists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;exterminators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thank Ki for the extreme excitement you're about to endure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;directions:&lt;br /&gt;[1] copy and paste into your livejournal/blog&lt;br /&gt;[2] &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;any that pertain to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01. I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;02. I watch more tv than I used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;03. I love olives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;04. I love sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;05. I own lots of books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;06. I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;07. I love to play video games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;08. I've tried marijuana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;09. I've watched porn movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10. I have been in a threesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;13. I have acne free skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;14. I like and respect Al Sharpton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;15. I curse frequently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;17. I have a hobby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18. I've been told I have a nice butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;20. I'm really smart. I'm not a genius, just smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21. I've never broken someone else's bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;23. I love rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;24. I'm paranoid at most times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;26. I need money right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27. I love sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. I talk really, really fast.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;29. I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;30. I have semi-long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;31. I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;34. I shave my legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;35. I have a twin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;36. I couldn't survive without caller I.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;37. I have made homemade peanut butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;38. I like the way that I look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;39. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;40. I know how to do cornrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;41. I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;42. I have mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;43. I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;44. I think Britney Spears is pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;45. I have cheated on a significant other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;46. I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;48. I think that I'm popular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;49. I am currently single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50. I have kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;51. I enjoy talking on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;52. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;53. I love to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;54. I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;55. I would classify myself as ghetto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;56. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;57. I'm obsessed with my LJ/blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;58. I dont hate anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;59. I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;62. I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;63. I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;64. I have days when I just wish I could just leave everyone and everything behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;67. I have never been in a real relationship before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;68. I've rejected someone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;69. I've graduated college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;70. I have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;71. I want to have children in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;72. I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;73. I've had the cops called on me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;74. I bite my nails sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;--&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;no, but i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;76. I'm not allergic to anything deadly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;77. I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;80. I am very shy around the opposite sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;82. I have at least 5 away messages saved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;83. I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;85. I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;86. I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga/Livejournal/Blogspot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. I enjoy country music&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;91. I watch soap operas whenever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;98. I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;99. I'm happy as of this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;100. I have gone scuba diving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;101. I've had a crush on somebody I've never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;102. Kissed someone I knew I shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;103. I play(ed) a musical instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;104. I strongly dislike math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;105. I'm procrastinating with something right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;106. I own and use a library card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;107. I fall in 'lust' more than in 'love.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;108. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;109. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;110. I'm obsessed with the TV show "Lost." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;111. I think Beyblades is the coolest show in coolsville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;112. There are more things i could be better at, if only i tried harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;113. Sometimes I don't like food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;114. I worry sometimes that I'm not being the best friend I could be to the people I care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;115. I desperately want people to respect me, but it rarely happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;116. I have never been able to say anything positive about myself and truly believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;117. I am bisexual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;118. I think Scottish accents are very attractive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;119. I'm very neurotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;120. I speak another language besides English. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(not well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;121. I joke about eating, shaking, and kicking babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;122. I'm most likely to spend my money on music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, yeah...that procrastinating thing...final tomorrow morning : eek! FUN STARTS AT NOON TOMORROW!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110261792188954682?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110261792188954682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110261792188954682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110261792188954682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110261792188954682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/12/more-than-you-wanna-know.html' title='More than you wanna know...'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110209918576200427</id><published>2004-12-03T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T10:41:49.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KELLEN IS THE BEST PERSON IN THE HISTORY OF EXSISTANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's funny how I seem to think that if I wear warmer-weather clothing, the weather will change for me. It didn't work today. I am cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weeelllll, today's the last class day. I'm really sad about my slavery class being over. We're like family in there! Thank Heavens for decent American ppl from all different backgrounds that can get along better than political candidates. Such a refreshing feeling. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My sis graduates Sunday, so both families are coming to town....this should be interesting (in a good way). My mom is trying to convince me to stay the weekend in Marble Falls with all of them....that's 4 grandparents, 2 aunts, 2 sisters, 2 parents, one non-family member, possibly one more aunt, cousin, and cousin's baby and bf, and me-all in one house....wow. I'm not so savvy on the idea, but we'll see. She said she needs me for support. I do love my fam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So Jeff and I just had a long conversation about relationships and he coached me on how to handle one and how to give advice: "Love is a big leap of faith-head first, eyes closed. And you can only hope that once you fall, you'll be able to pick yourself up again and keep going....No one can explain the reasons of the heart but the person that's in the situation. I could tell you to do one thing, and if you decide to do another, I won't be able to understand the things that went through your mind when you made that decision." He's such a funny guy...trying to help me deal w/ my sis and how I can get her into a happier life. In all seriousness, I love when she's happy and if that's w/ her current bf, that's great, but I don't think that cheating on your bf shows true happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KELLEN IS THE BEST FRIEND ONE COULD EVER HAVE!!!!! I got to campus to take my Chem final yesterday to discover that I had forgotten my calculator....MAJOR PANIC! I called him, woke him up, and he was SO sweet about bringing his down to me to let me borrow. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KELLEN IS MY HERO!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I'll make it up to ya somehow....or try at least :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who doesn't LOVE Christmas?!?! I can't believe it's JUST NOW December! It's been December in my mind LONNNNNNNNG before now...the rest of the country is just picking up on the idea...Frosty is on tonight, apparently, so Kate and I are planning on watching!! :) And we're volunteering at Orange Santa tomorrow from 2:30-4:30 at the stadium. If you're around, you should drop by! Promises to be SOOOOOOOOOO fun!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Speaking of volunteering, I've always wanted to serve Christmas or Thanksgiving dinner at a homeless shelter. It's on the to do list of my life...along with visiting Fiji, Tahiti, and Japan. Have a great last class day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110209918576200427?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110209918576200427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110209918576200427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110209918576200427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110209918576200427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/12/kellen-is-best-person-in-history-of.html' title='KELLEN IS THE BEST PERSON IN THE HISTORY OF EXSISTANCE'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110028067005955738</id><published>2004-11-12T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T09:31:44.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just in case you're wondering, I've been having some really wacked-out dreams lately. I debated whether or not to post some of these crazy things, but decided against it since some people that have access to this were in them....that should get your imagination going :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, have a great day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110028067005955738?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110028067005955738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110028067005955738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110028067005955738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110028067005955738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/11/lovely-nights.html' title='Lovely Nights'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-110019369121424467</id><published>2004-11-11T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:41:16.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Am I really 20? I'm not sure b/c people are still obsessed w/ running my life for me. It doesn't help that I've got a million things on my plate right now, though. I'm sure I haven't had the most rational of thinking, but seriously, it's my life. I'm trying not to make mistakes, but sometimes they squeak by...rarely, but it happens :) haha. Ok, that made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I've decided that I'm going to pursue physical therapy. It's something I've always been intrigued by, and I think I would love working one-on-one w/ people all the time. It's going to be tough trying to fit in all the classes I need to have in my last 3 semesters, but I'm gonna give it my best shot. I would still like to study abroad, so maybe I can find a program that offers a course I need for the PT masters program and jump on that wagon-that would be ideal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Enough about school---THANKSGIVING is in TWO weeks from today!!!! WOOOHOOOO!!! I'm totally psyched...but mainly b/c that means Christmas is closer :D Yes, I have been playing holiday music since Halloween....ok, maybe it's been strictly Christmas music, but it all puts me in holiday happiness :D I'm gonna be going w/ the fam to my dad's parents for Thanksgiving day, then driving back, going to the game Friday (*YAY), and my other grandparents are coming that night for ANOTHER Thanksgiving that weekend!!!!!! EEEEEEEEE! Go ahead and take a good look at me now b/c in a few weeks, I'll probably look something like a bursting balloon. My mom is stressed b/c they are still trying to unpack things and finish up painting/re-tiling, etc before everyone comes for Thanksgiving, so I'll probably spend some time in Marble Falls these next couple of weeks to help her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my little sis's bday is tomorrow....ooooo....I need to get her something...or I could make her something (except that she's only 9 and won't understand being crunched for $$). hmm, any cheap bday present ideas for a 3rd grader?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH! Tori and Kate, ya'll will get a kick outta this! I had a dream last night that we had gone to a strip club (I think it was for my bday....that was almost 10 days ago, but whatever) and they told me to pick any of the guys for a lap dance. I was looking them over and decided on the Indian-dressed guy...who was (coincidentally) the cheerleader that stripped for us at Tori's party!!! so the rest of the dream.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's been a fun couple of weeks-quite eventful at times. I have pics up on my profile if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This whole Taco Bell boycott is funny...I'm sure it's not, but it is. How is not eating at Taco Bell going to get more money and better conditions to the Immokalee tomato pickers? Taco Bell is cheap, so is their food, so is their CEO. I think it's horrible the way the workers have been treated, and no one should ever be put into conditions like they are, but wouldn't you think it would be a better idea for the WORKERS to protest?! It's the more logical/effective move, in my opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Not sure how I came across this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedicklist.com/ubb/ultimatebb.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://www.thedicklist.com/ubb/ultimatebb.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;, but nevertheless, it's quite hilarious and a GREAT time-waster! Just think of all the people who have it worse than you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And school has taken over my life.....hahahha....well, sort of :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-110019369121424467?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/110019369121424467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=110019369121424467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110019369121424467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/110019369121424467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/11/am-i-really-20-im-not-sure-bc-people.html' title=''/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109943856348002303</id><published>2004-11-02T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T16:04:41.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT EVENTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know what my favorite thing about today has been? Getting to talk to some of my FAVORITE people that I don't get to talk to often! It has MADE MY DAY! :D Well, and getting sung to...that's always fun! My dad left a voice message that said, "I can't believe you've been w/ us for 20 years!"--like I'm an employee or something hehe... and my mom, "Our baby is growing up. You know you'll always be our baby, right?" They're cute. So, I'm sitting here swaying to the Patsy Cline birthday song Kate is playing for me...among others :P.An &lt;a href="http://www.2famouslyrics.com/u/unknown/funny-happy-birthday-song.html"&gt;excerpt from a song&lt;/a&gt; Kate woke me up to at midnight last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some funny IMs from my darling roommate from last year: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: OMG MY LITTLE GIRL IS A WOMAN TODAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: OR AT LEAST NO LONGER A TEENAGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLLLLLLLLLE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: oh i forgot to respond to your im a few days ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: i was a drag queen for halloween :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: man i looked horrifyingly awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: but i looked at the pics in your info of you and kate as army girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: you guys looked so damn good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: anyway i just wanted to wish you a happy birthday and i hope you get many many presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;rehaborax: and strippers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/kate_patton@sbcglobal.net/detail?.dir=/3349&amp;.dnm=57d1.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;this art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; took some time! Kate, you amaze me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;KiStar: birthday love is like, the nicest thing ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and she had some stipulations on where we went for the bday champ dinner:&lt;/span&gt; KiStar: well take your time, its YOUR bday and i dont care where we go as long as I get a drink/ =)   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*and later in the convo:&lt;/span&gt; KiStar: well i really wasnt veyr durnk on staurday&lt;br /&gt;KiStar: *very drunk on saturday... wow it looks like im durnk now&lt;br /&gt;KiStar: DRUNK dammit   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Made me laugh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks everybody who has imed/called- I'm so lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, and Bush better win, cause it's my bday. :D&lt;/span&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/7434497-109943856348002303?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109943856348002303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109943856348002303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109943856348002303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109943856348002303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/11/important-events.html' title='IMPORTANT EVENTS!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109926851022315868</id><published>2004-10-31T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T16:21:50.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109926851022315868?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109926851022315868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109926851022315868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109926851022315868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109926851022315868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109868955968822430</id><published>2004-10-25T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T00:32:39.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Florida Keys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Aruba, Jamaica, OOO I wanna take ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;To Bermuda, Bahamas, C'mon pretty mama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Key Largo, Montego, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Baby why don't we go down to Cocamo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;We'll get there fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And then we'll take it slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;That's where I wanna gooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Way down to Cocamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yes.  This is where I want to be. And I want to be there with a guy that would take me there.  :D So why do I have to go through all of this crap and stress???? I just wanna go to the Cocamo! I would even go for Mexico right now! uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  SOMEBODY SWEEP ME UP AND TAKE ME AWAY..(but i have to be back before the weekend b/c i still haven't figured out my halloween costume and I can't go naked)!!!! ok....I'm goin to bed. ...well, after tori's AIM stops SCREAMING at me :D hehe don't look at the pic of her showing me her bread is gone on my profile...i'm taking it down tomorrow, Tori, don't worry! And Kate looks really cute in her pics, even if she doesn't think so...she looks cute no matter what ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109868955968822430?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109868955968822430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109868955968822430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109868955968822430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109868955968822430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/florida-keys.html' title='The Florida Keys?'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109841230155121954</id><published>2004-10-21T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T21:47:58.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am definately excited--Lubbock this weekend (in celebration of a certain wonderful girl's BIRTHDAY!!) : getting to see CRAZY Courtney and a friend from 7th grade, Roger Creager at the tailgate party!!!, a Tech cheerleader/stripper (male :D) upon Kate's and my arrival (always a lovely way to start off a WONDERFUL weekend), and the BEST part? Showing Kate something she's NEVER experienced...HOW am I'm going to do this? ;) wellllllllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;close your eyes, picture dirt.....lots of it (or mud, whatever you prefer) flying all over the place, and imagine a WIDE open area, take out all bushes or anything of the sort you may be imagining....and what do you get????? the Panhandle of Texas, of course!!! ;) Seeing as though she's from the piney woods, this should be an exciting time......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I burned my biscuits cause I was writing this....blasted things!!! why couldn't you have hung out in the oven WITHOUT becoming crispy and burnt-tasting?!?!?! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I got my hair cut/colored yesterday! This took a LOT of courage...you can't even begin to understand. and the ridiculous sum of money they were going to charge me to get an extra color?! WOW. SO, the darker color will be added when I gather up the courage to put it in myself, or when someone (that knows what they're doing) offers to help me out. :) until then, it's wave-riding blonde streaks with underlying auburn tones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Some thoughts on the election--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Theresa Heinz-Kerry is a psycho, and living w/ her day-in-and-day-out explains why John is like he is.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I keep getting ads from all SORTS of politicians....how do they KNOW to send them to me and not to Kate??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;The commuter RR thing sounded like a good idea at first, but paying money for something that isn't necessary seems impractical to me. Bikes and buses are fine as of now.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Someday, our grandkids/great-grandkids are going to have a mechanism to flash from one place to another in a matter of seconds.....and they're gonna be SOOOO FAT!!! *oops! that wasn't about the elections :)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Jeff let me drive his NEW CAR!!!!!! wooooo...it is MUCH more powerful than my little standard. That took some getting used to-being the FIRST car out at EVERY stoplight. it was so cool :D And speaking of cars, keep Ki in your thoughts/prayers as she ventures out to replace the dead one in the C parking lot. I love you no matter WHERE your car is, darling! We should have a ceremony-like the one they did for the new Bevo?! I'll bring funnel cakes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, the adventure will begin tomorrow at 4. I really hope we don't get lost! I've driven there w/o getting lost before, but this time Kate is with me, and every time we go somewhere together, we get lost! It's some amazing talent we've contracted. The cows and oil rigs will definately be a(n) [insert adjective] change from the hill country :D and to think...I'm that much closer to my adorable grandparents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HALLOWEEN in a week!!! Seriously, what an ideal way that children have concocted to eat as much candy as they can possibly stuff down!!! and then their sneaky parents steal some...that always happened to me...doing all the work to aquire a bulging laire of goodies just to see it quickly disappear. I would hide my bagful every year, thinking Mom and Dad would never figure out my spot-what a naive little kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;THIS WEEKEND=WONDERFULLY EXCITING FUN!!!!  *translation: Late-night calls from Very Happy Michelle PROBABLE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109841230155121954?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109841230155121954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109841230155121954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109841230155121954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109841230155121954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-favorite-things.html' title='MY Favorite Things'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109806001675927021</id><published>2004-10-17T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T17:51:07.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmmm! Taco Salad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hehehe....A long story to get to a small incident :): In my recovering slavery class on last Friday, my prof. announced that she is giving a quiz over the first 300 pages in our reading (that we started Monday), and one of the guys in my class told her as we were leaving that he didn't have the book b/c the Co-op was out of copies. I had ordered a copy off of Amazon, but it wasn't going to be in in time for our 1st assigned readings, so I went by the co-op last week and got their last one and was going to return it when mine came in, but they wouldn't take it back b/c it had been more than 4 days since I bought it...so, I have 2 books now. I told the guy that he could just buy one of mine and he said if I dropped it off at his restaurant this weekend, he'd get me a taco dinner and margarita or something. I was all up for this, and I'd never been to Guero's but heard it's amazing, so I went by tonight and as I was walking in, I thought I saw my sis's ex-roommate (Will). I wasn't sure if it was him, and I really didn't want to bring up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; situation again, so I just kept walking. I talked with Patrick (guy in my slavery class) a little while, he got my meal to-go for me, and I had decided that I really should say hi to Will, so I'm walking out and the guy he's with isn't anybody I've seen before-and if Will were in Austin, he'd be with his friends that I know-and I wasn't absolutely sure it was him, so I walked on by. As I was driving back to Mopac, I called him up to make sure I hadn't just been really rude. He answered and kinda acted out of it, and I asked him if he had just woken up-he had, there was a little mumbling gibberish, then the phone went off. So, I was REALLY glad I hadn't gone up to that guy, called him Will, and completely embarrassed myself. haha...that woulda been so hilarious!!! What a story THAT woulda made :D hehe. Will called back a little bit later and we chatted....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MMM! Patrick makes an AWESOME taco salad!!! Definitely want to go back to Guero's when I have time to sit and listen to the live music while eating! Fun place and atmosphere!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's so much ruckus going on about baseball right now...it's unreal! baseball is fun to watch, but it gets really boring in front of the TV if nothing exciting's goin on. I'm all about going to the actual stadium...and the in-state teams-GO ASTROS! though, actually, I'm not a devoted fan....just here for them while they're winning. :) However, the COWBOYS are a different story. I would skip cheesecake factory's seven-layer chocolate cake to watch the Cowboys practice...well, maybe I wouldn't SKIP it, but I'd get it to-go and rush back! :D And one day they will return to the Superbowl and reign on high (hey, it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; be in this decade)! I was glad OU won yesterday....*did she just say that?!* Yes, it's simple: My darling grandma would have to put up with a VERY angry Sooner fan alllllll evening had they not pulled it through. I love my grandpa, but he is SERIOUS about his OU football! It's really funny watching him...yelling and screaming at an inanimate object...tell me you don't do this too, cause I'm making fun of you if you do...unless I'm busy leaning with which way I want the ball to go or blurting out AHHH! or YEAH! or WHAT IS THAT?! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Kate's so funny. She's always asking me if i've finished my homework and if I'm ready for that quiz/test the next day, if I've paid the bills, making sure I've remembered my tix for the game, my ID for the game, my field passes for the game. Speaking of those field passes...I was going to meet Missouri's cheer coach yesterday before the game to give him their field passes and as we were walking out of the apt, Kate says, do you have your tix? check! your ID? check! the field passes? pause.........O! she just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; I was joking. :D What would I do w/o her?!  I'd be SOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TX TECH THIS WEEKEND!!!!! WOOHOOO!!! FUN times ahead! Kate: we need to remember pillows/blankets! I believe we are going to maximize the capacity of Tori's apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;OH!!! and Django Walker is playing on Thursday at Poodie's!!!!! You KNOW you wanna go!!!! I think it starts at like 7-8ish. I wanna get a direct quote for my Texas Musics term paper I'm writing on him :D How awesome would that be?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Desperate Housewives is SO good!!! Tonight at 8! kate got me addicted-so, if you're thinking of making fun, send the comments her way. If you are hopelessly devoted to it, too, you may send them my way :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hope your week is great! and your dreams ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109806001675927021?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109806001675927021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109806001675927021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109806001675927021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109806001675927021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/mmmmm-taco-salad.html' title='mmmmm! Taco Salad!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109760184094333641</id><published>2004-10-12T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T10:24:00.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS THAT I'M SURE WILL HELP YOU SOMEDAY...BUT PROBABLY NOT TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Long hair is cool, big hair is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I sliced my finger while cutting an onion yesterday morning. It's deep, there was blood...lots of blood...a little burst of pain...looked really gross, but it's better now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Army won their 1st game after an impressive 19-game losing streak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't have to tell your friend, "Hey dude, I just talked to you..."--hopefully they remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went and saw Willie Nelson for my 1st time ever last weekend!!!! EEEEXXXCITTTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One person's definition of "atypical" could another's "typical" and vice versa (think about that one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I passed my 1st Genetics Exam! *please don't ask what I made...that will just depress me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone should have an "I only have one more year of rebellion" party (Tori's bday=21st...so get ready :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think Dr. Leal is crazy...or maybe just needs to join the circus, no, he could host Blue's Clues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yes, I was in my O-SO-EXCITING gov't class when I wrote all of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do people ever quit trying to run your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109760184094333641?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109760184094333641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109760184094333641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109760184094333641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109760184094333641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/things-that-im-sure-will-help-you.html' title='THINGS THAT I&apos;M SURE WILL HELP YOU SOMEDAY...BUT PROBABLY NOT TODAY'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109718595622100640</id><published>2004-10-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T15:00:43.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I absolutely LOVE my Tx Musics class!!! Jerry Jeff Walker, Merle Haggard, Wayland Jennings, Michael Martin Murphey AND Willie Nelson...all in ONE day!! You just can't ask for better than that. Yes, we're on the hillbilly/western swing/country section. :D I have a test in this class on Tues. and a paper due in a week and a half, but I'm not even a BIT stressed cause I love the material! I don't mind studying/researching it. :D what a great way to get people to do well in your class--play great music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;swearing....my finger is stuck to my fingernail w/ superglue.  haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O! I might be going to a Willie Nelson concert tomorrow night!!!!!! WOOHOO! I've never seen him live, so I'm really hoping it works out! You know the man is gonna be dying sometime soon...he was born in 1933. It's gonna be one heck of a ceremony, too (the funeral, I mean). Can you imagine?! all of those devoted fans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The angry woman in the accounting office where I work smiled at me today!!!!!! This was a HUGE deal (see earlier entry *EDIT: umm...I was looking through, and I actually haven't posted anything on this woman...guess I was sparing you the agony, but long story short--she's always so rude and cold-hearted...about everything! we'll just leave it at that.) and it made me feel so good-all it took was for me to ask her how her day was. Maybe she really was having a good day. Sign for a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In honor of TX/OU, my darling Recovering Slavery prof. has put the quiz for tomorrow off until next week! SHE'S AWESOME!!! and one of the nicest professors I think I've had. She cares so much about her work and gets SO excited when you like it, too :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kate is domestic. It's fact. She made some wonderful cookies last night...definate treat after studying/homework. Then I went and worked out......at 11:30...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm about to go mail off the rest of my STEAMBOAT money!! There are still a few people that haven't gotten back to me on if they wanted to go (it's such a great deal!!!), so if you're one of those, let me know--we'll get more rooms! Every time I think about skiing and this trip, I can't stop smilin' :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;OU SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Michelle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EVERYTHING ORANGE----&gt;DON'T JINX TEXAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109718595622100640?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109718595622100640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109718595622100640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109718595622100640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109718595622100640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-knew-man-bojangles-and-he-danced-for.html' title='I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for me'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109700157467292514</id><published>2004-10-05T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T14:02:45.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling a little stress--don't read if you don't want to be in on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Picture this: you've been working on a lab for over an hour, on about step 11 of 15. Your mixture is on the hot plate w/ the thermometer keeping tabs on how hot it's getting on the stir/hot plate, and the thermometer shifts and falls over spilling your entire work of solution. You have to completely redo everything you've been working on. No big deal if it's not you, right?? well, that was me this morning. So, I got to work a little late. I walked in and Jeff was busy moving stuff in and out and he yells as he's walking out, "hey, you messed up the ticket count distributions yesterday, btw, and I had to completely redo it." door shuts. I'm awesome, I know. I feel it, too. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*note: the color--this is the lovely color that was all over my work area!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;AHH! Scary Jeff. Kip and Misty just came in to get some class excuse letters and I was filling them out for them and Jeff got really upset w/ Kip because he had taken a golf cart to get to the office. EEK. the wrath of Jeff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had a lot of fun this weekend. I don't really feel like going into the details of everything, but Yay for Ki, Steph fulfilled her goal, Kate rocks harder than Sting, and hockey killed Baylor (so did fball). Yay, fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAVE FUN TO ALL WHO'RE GOIN TO TX/OU!!! Be safe!! and I'm gonna kick myself if we win! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Does anyone know what time the torchlight parade starts? I just got a call from some ex-cheerleader wanting to know...haha...I told him around 8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109700157467292514?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109700157467292514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109700157467292514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109700157467292514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109700157467292514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/10/feeling-little-stress-dont-read-if-you.html' title='feeling a little stress--don&apos;t read if you don&apos;t want to be in on it'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109657000688004693</id><published>2004-09-30T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T22:16:37.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Type-casting Paris Hilton?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;what a funny joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So, anyways, I guess since my first Genetics test is over and I'm not crazy and wired on coffee, it's time to update. Walking to class on T/Th I always pass that crazy, anti-war guy shouting for peace-he has a compadre now!, and I was thinking, everyone passes him off as just some weird wacko, but actually, hearing the anti-war proposal over and over right before the election physiologically implants ideas inside your brain, and by being in the huge main area of a major university with so many people walking by every minute, he's probably reaching TONS of people, even if it's unconsciously. They're gonna be filling out their ballots thinking, maybe I should vote libertarian because both repub and dem candidates are inevitably gonna keep troops in Iraq and that's not a good thing......blah blah blah.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's a good scheme on the crazy man's part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I didn't watch the debates tonight...wanted to, but didn't. The run-down is on all the news sites, anyway, so I guess it's not that big of a deal that I missed em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I met with my advisor today-he's the coolest guy ever!! We ended up talking for over an hour about stuff and I changed my major......well, kinda....a different division of Bio. I really want to do clinical rotations after I graduate, so I'm gonna work on getting my grades up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O! We figured out how to get a few more channels on the good ole TV! now, we can watch NBC, ABC and the WB!! It's kind of weird to have more than one channel....Jay Leno is hilarious! (see title "Type casting Paris Hilton") Kate and I turned it on after homework looking for the debates...we were a little late :) His opening was really good tonight...i'm not sure if it is every night b/c I don't ever watch, but tonight was cracking me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I love people that make me laugh! especially when they're just being themselves...in conversation. people like that are fun to be around and make life interesting and worth it. Will came into the office today and he was acting goofy as ever-Divaing (new word...think, Diva) it up w/ his singing and dancing and doing random cheers from this summer...that was a flashback. It's who he is-silly and worry-free...you don't find many people that can be themselves like that. funniest gay guy I know... :) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BDAY MATT!!! missed the party tonight...sorry. Homework prevailed, sad to say. Raincheck me--this weekend is good! Kate's bday was Friday, but tests this week kept away all fun last weekend, so THIS weekend will have to make up for it! :) i mean, we're gonna kill Baylor....so, we need to celebrate that TOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hockey game friday....need to read Beloved...i'm only about 100 pgs behind :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109657000688004693?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109657000688004693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109657000688004693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109657000688004693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109657000688004693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/type-casting-paris-hilton.html' title='Type-casting Paris Hilton?'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109604335764703745</id><published>2004-09-24T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T09:44:43.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ode to Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;burning easy mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;playing feel-good music, thinking no one hears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hating vegetables, making a salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;running into walls, beds, and the like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;declining to try all my "kitchen creations"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;telling stories about how she's going to hurt little children when she's a teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wait...that was the girl on the bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;saving money on the vacuum, trying to use it, then taking it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;claiming to be the VP of Texas Paints...(i wonder if anyone's noticed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;offering my little cousin &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;eggs to keep her from crying, and when praised for giving candy-filled eggs away, explaining, "I didn't give her &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; eggs!"&lt;/span&gt; (it was a nice thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;making noodles with lemon pepper---for every meal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being 5'0" and kicking the crap out of anyone who messes with her (we're talkin bruises and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;developing a solar system-sized bruise from donating plasma, and doing it again, and again, and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cleaning when she's bored (a good habit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;burning wheat waffles, slappin' them in her mouth anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;air-drying towels over the balcony, and leaving them when they fell (lucky neighbors)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;using Paint to draw a pic of herself for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://utexas.thefacebook.com/profile.php?id=7902278"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; photo (&lt;--check it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;only Kate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wearing a bandana for a shirt...and looking TOTALLY cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jumping out of a cake completely nude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only Kate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A WONDERFUL GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that last one's debatable ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109604335764703745?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109604335764703745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109604335764703745' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109604335764703745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109604335764703745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-birthday-kate.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KATE!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109578573454570751</id><published>2004-09-21T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:19:45.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ever have those days when you feel unnecessarily fragile? Like, anything anyone says could have a very negative or positive affect on you...for no apparent reason? Hmm...it's kinda one of those days. Maybe it's nerves for my first test, maybe the fact that I got a bad grade on one of labs that I got back today. Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;However, there ARE things to be happy (VERY HAPPY) about!!!!!! Now, I will focus on these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1. I have an essay test in Musics of TX class today ( i'm odd, I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. going to see Tori/Lacy, and the gang in Lubbock w/ Kate in October!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3. STEAMBOAT skiing/concerts galore in Jan!!!!!!&lt;--see below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4. I finished my lab very early today AND did a pretty good job, I must say...and because of that, I get to go home early from work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5. I realized yesterday that there were things I really enjoyed about my summer classes... and kinda miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So, about Steamboat!! Kate and I talked about it last night and decided that for $199, we could do this! It's a little extra for ski/boot/lift tix, but such a STEAL for 4 days!!! check out the AMAZING LIST OF ARTISTS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uskithis.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;www.uskithis.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;we will be staying (hopefully) at the Fairfield Inn b/c it's the cheapest, but hey! free continental bfast, and free shuttle to the slopes! And the more the merrier! Is anyone else thinking of going? close rooms=lots of fun! Also, driving there is LONG, so the more people, the less driving per person. My gp's house is just about the mid-point of Steamboat and Austin, so we could go up there, stay w/ them (plenty of space for multiple guests and my gma's an EXCELLENT cook!) and drive the rest of the way the next day! It was WONDERFUL last year! They gave us all SORTS of goodies for the trip! :D So, if you like skiing (or don't and want an adventure ;) ) and/or music and/or CrAzY fun times, think about coming! Deadline is Oct. 15 if you want to get in b4 the price is raised $20. I'm sure there will be enough for a room, but it'd be fun to have a couple of rooms of you lovely people :) you won't understand the amount of fun this entails unless you go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Just thinking about the fun times to be had is putting me in an O-SO-GOOD MOOD!! YAY! :D I'm gonna study for my Tx Musics test now. woooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O, and a guy asked me yesterday to help him put Bush in the looney house, and he couldn't understand why I said No. C'mon now, honestly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EDIT: A little help if you want it: &lt;a href="http://www.presidentmatch.com/Compare.jsp2?idlist=510&amp;amp;invoker=qanda"&gt;http://www.presidentmatch.com/&lt;/a&gt; Take the quiz and compare Bush and Kerry views to your own.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109578573454570751?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109578573454570751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109578573454570751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109578573454570751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109578573454570751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/deep-breath.html' title='Deep Breath'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109545458818632162</id><published>2004-09-17T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T14:05:05.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushing for buses,cinnamon cookies, free internet, GO TO ACL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was walking to work this morn and saw that the TX flag was at half-mass. Any ideas why--and no, ACL Fest doesn't constitute a good enough reason :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jeff's bday is tomorrow, and I wanted to make him cookies or something cause i don't really have the money to go out and buy something that isn't from the dollar store, so I went to the store last night and got ingredients (no, sadly, we didn't have all the ingredients for choc. chip cookies :/). i made them w/ all the right ingredients, no substituting this for that and whatnot, but they tasted a little shorteningish...and if you don't know what that tastes like, you don't &lt;em&gt;wanna&lt;/em&gt; know...so I had Kate try them and she didn't think they tasted right, either, so we decided I should add cinnamon-cause that's what you do if things don't taste as good as you'd hoped :) now, cinnamon and sugar go VERY well together. cinnamon and chocolate chip cookies do NOT. Let me just warn you before you go out and try it yourself. they were flat and I burned them to top it off. Sad times at the kate/michelle casa last night. our bag of choc. chips is from Sam's, though, so i made another batch. THIS time, i didn't put in very much shortening...don't like the stuff, anyway, and I did the "mixing the right ingredients at the right time" thing and the cookies were perfect :) long story just to tell you not to add cinnamon to your ch. chip cookies :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I also made a funny little bag w/ a toilet on the back to house the cookies for him...and a flaming cake...i'm a dork, i know :) He hasn't been here all day, either...it's kinda boring in the office w/o someone to sing w/ and talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all of you lovely children going to ACL: PLEASE TAKE PICS AND REMEMBER ALL THE SONGS SO THAT YOU CAN COME OVER AND REENACT THE CONCERTS FOR ME EVERY NIGHT!!!!!!! It's a small request.....and i'll give you cookies!!!!!! :D or something else, maybe?!?! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefacebook.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;www.thefacebook.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; ---&gt;I'm not quite sure what this is yet, but i'm testing it out to see if it's any fun, so you should, too, and we can poke each other...*yeah, i'm not sure, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OH! do i have a story for you!!! It's pretty likely that at about 8 AM every morning I'm rushing around the apt trying to find my keys, doing my hair, or looking for my phone before I rush off to the bus stop to wait for the 8:09 bus. Yesterday morn i was doing the routine, however, my alarm clock was turned off, so i woke up 30 min later than usual, and instead of 8AM, it was 8:06ish by the time I got out the door to drive to the bus stop...not good. I parked, crossed over great hills trail, and got my card out just as the bus pulled up. whew. then I went to work/school all day and was walking out of my last class checking my voicemail b/c i'd gotten a call in class. It was Jeff and he needed me to come into the office to fix something before I went home. I was at the UTC (across from Jester), Jeff's office is in the stadium, the bus stop is all the way across campus in front of the coop. It was 3:15. The bus picks up at 3:41. i can do it, i told myself. so i high-tail it to the stadium, Jeff wants to joke/talk, I rushed over and dropped off what I needed to drop off. It's 3:30. i fast-walked across campus, and just as i was getting over to the fountain in west mall, i saw a bus...it had to be mine....o dear. it pulled off. but there's &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;hope, i told myself! i would hurry and catch it at the next stop! now, i always make fun (in my head, of course) of the people who run to catch the bus...with their zoned-out, determined looks. well, let's just say i was the ONLY person on the drag yesterday at 3:41. no one could stop me....i sprinted as fast as my little flip-flops could carry me, backpack flopping, sweating and all, but i caught that bitch. and i got home and called sbc and got us a month free on our internet. what a day. hope yours was good too :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109545458818632162?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109545458818632162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109545458818632162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109545458818632162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109545458818632162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/rushing-for-busescinnamon-cookies-free.html' title='Rushing for buses,cinnamon cookies, free internet, GO TO ACL!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109513385565812095</id><published>2004-09-13T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:50:55.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, I'm not wasting time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I'm writing a slavery paper as we speak...i'm really not on here wasting time by posting useless thoughts that have fluttered through my head lately. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So it's decided: Kate and I are going to Lubbock for the GAME!!!! YAY!! and we get to stay w/ the coolest girl ever and maybe see Lacy, too!! I'm WAY excited! we may not actually go to the game, but the tailgating and celebrating when we win (hopefully...sorry Tori) will be SO fun!  Though Tori is making us go to a Bevo bbq :( i promise to the University of Texas I won't eat a BIT of Bevo!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I saw a funny line today: "KERRY/EDWARDS: So full of crap they have to have TWO johns."  But actually, I don't agree with it.  I don't think they say enough about what they're &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; to be considered "full of crap." They aren't really much for &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;....short of winning the election.  And then what will they do???? This sucks arguing with myself. I think I'll quit now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I made some really odd cookies (if you'd even call them that) tonight. haha. I just added whatever I wanted....in whatever quantities I thought would be good...again, time wasting :) I need to figure out a better way to use my time.  but, they tasted good! You can't really go wrong with sugar :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kate is playing some really odd music right now.  it sounds like it's off some triumphant feel good movie...ooo! she just stopped it. She probably thinks I couldn't hear...hahahah....little does she know that i'm actually POSTING her moment of kind-heartedness for all to see. She's really sweet and precious under that tough shell :) O! her sis stayed w/ us this past weekend...and i think she kinda hated it. :( Not such a good driving experience for Amy, but we did get to enjoy a P.F. Chang's meal before she left! MMM! and the fortune cookies were right on! I would like everyone to take a moment of reflection or pray if you do that...that Amy will call Jeff. thanks :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you could transform yourself into anything you wanted, what would it be? and if you're going to say Ram, i'm sorry, that one's already taken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HOW ABOUT THOSE HORNS?!?!! I didn't get to see the game b/c of the no cable thing, but don't fret! Ki gave me the idea of refreshing ESPN.com, so that worked just as well....well, almost.  but THIS weekend, I have tix....actually an extra, too, so if anyone's needing one, let me know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I got to do laundry in my OWN washer/dryer yesterday!!!!!!!! Do other people get as excited about that kinda thing as me? I'd like to think so, but I'm thinkin it's probably a false hope.  O well :) it makes my little world happy...even though the Sears installer installed it incorrectly and had hot water coming out on cold/cold, the maintanence men here got us fixed up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love my grandparents!!! they were here this weekend, and I forget what incredible human beings they are!!!!  What a blessing to have such wonderful people around all the time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hope your week is fantastic...and good luck on any tests/quizzes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109513385565812095?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109513385565812095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109513385565812095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109513385565812095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109513385565812095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/seriously-im-not-wasting-time.html' title='Seriously, I&apos;m not wasting time'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109479513807059889</id><published>2004-09-09T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T22:45:38.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRANDPARENT'S DAY IS SUNDAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Grandparent's Day is Sunday...show 'em some love!!  Why, you ask, am I promoting a holiday that doesn't get much recognition at all? I just gave you the answer!!! Grandparents sometimes get lost in the hustle and bustle of our college lives, or at least mine do, and they are SUCH AWESOME/LOVELY people.  They need to know how much we love them...afterall, that's what they're living for. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, we DEMOLISHED poor UNT.  They need to practice harder. Bring it, Arkansas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I would like you to take a moment for my friend Tori, who's 4-month-old puppy drowned a few days ago.  I love you, babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Speaking of friends from Perryton, I haven't seen/talked to many of them in a while.  That's going on the to-do list.  OO! Tori inspired me to create a photo album thing, so you should check it out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://qtmichelle.myphotoalbum.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://qtmichelle.myphotoalbum.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've only made one album in there as of right now.  It's a collaboration of my last year and a half in Perryton...Fun times, kids, FUN times :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Maybe if I had more comments, I'd write in here more, but it is discouraging and sad when I come to see if you've left a comment and it's empty...so, boost my spirits for this week/weekend...i really could use your help :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Anything going on this weekend?????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109479513807059889?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109479513807059889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109479513807059889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109479513807059889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109479513807059889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/grandparents-day-is-sunday.html' title='GRANDPARENT&apos;S DAY IS SUNDAY!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109410239221742302</id><published>2004-09-01T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T15:14:46.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hypothesize that the attention-getter heading will provoke more curiosity, and therefore, more comments on my blog. :D O! and I changed my settings to allow anyone to comment...Sorry guys! I didn't realize it was set up that way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OO! I had a REALLY good nap this afternoon...around 4:30ish I fell asleep and did not awake until TWO wonderful hours later. I saw that my clock said 6:30, and I thought, "wow...I woke up a little early this morning. Then, o crap! I forgot to take my contacts out." So, I went into the bathroom to take them out and noticed how strangely bright my bathroom was. This is the point at which I realized I had been taking a NAP. That just shows you how well I slept!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I actually earned my pay in Jeff's office today!! Gave me a new sense of being...other than just cruisin Ebay all day and reading for classes (not to say that I didn't hit up Ebay a few times). Speaking of...I have purchased some LOVELY things this past week! Hopefully Kate and I will get slip covers soon. The couches don't match each other very well...that's why they're split so far apart....and they're not in a position where watching tv is easy...but that's no problem for Kate and me-we only have Fox! And movies are better cuddled up to some pillows on the floor anyway...and since our floor is now completely scotch-guarded, you can come over and eat WHATEVER you want right in front of the tv while watching a movie with us!!! See my thinking path??? It's not totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tonight was the night of leftovers...except for the oatmeal cookies!!!!! :D mmmm! But LAST NIGHT, my friends, was some good cooking on Kate's part, and some creative yumminess on mine. She made some EXCELLENT chicken parmesan, and I used my chicken to make a cheese-and-tomato sauce-covered meal. tasty! Homemade pizza tomorrow!! You don't have to say it...we already know we're awesome. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was impressed with the thinking of a fellow student yesterday: As Kate and I waited in the long line for our season tix, a clever guy came by asking for everyone's help w/ a project. What else did we have to do??? So, the time passed quickly (only about 20 min, surprisingly) filling out a questionnaire. What ingenious! We had all the time in the world to fill out his survey and not feel rushed or guilty for not helping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know, riding the bus has brought some new light to my thinking. People are always honking and flashing horrible glares at the bus drivers, but they can't help how big they are, and they're driving under time constraints. Now, I don't know how their bosses handle things, but I can imagine that they have some heavy pressure to meet their goal times. With all the traffic at 8 and 4 (when I'm usually on the bus), they must feel pretty stressed. So, be nice and let them cut in once in a while. They'll greatly appreciate it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Haven't you always wondered how many people show up to your class that was cancelled during the previous lecture? Ever gone by just to see? yeah, me either...but I did become the victim of dosing in the previos lecture (I even wrote "soy" at one point in my notes) and missing the anouncement, so I got to see first-hand how many students felt like hopping over to UTC this cheerful afternoon and walking right back out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I know this is long, but really, if you're reading up to this point, you're not picking that book up for at least another 30 min. :D Last thing: LABOR DAY ON MONDAY!!! What's everyone doing????? :D have a great Thurs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109410239221742302?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109410239221742302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109410239221742302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109410239221742302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109410239221742302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/09/sex.html' title='SEX!!!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109400936372613338</id><published>2004-08-31T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T20:29:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCORE!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WE FINALLY HAVE INTERNET!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!! it's temporary, but it's internet!!!!!!! *elation**elation**elation* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I have had 9 hours of sleep the past two nights, it is time I go to bed early :) the 3 hours on sunday were worth it, though, but The Exorcist: the beginning was definately not. EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, how about this: Spirit's herd is threatened by a  panther, so he heroically tells them to back up, and he fights the panther head on.  No matter how insignificant that panther may look compared to the large pack of horses, Spirit knows that it could harm one of them, and it is his obligation to keep them safe. He does what is best for the group, even if it means sparing the life of the panther.  This reminds me a lot of what's going on here in the US.  Bush has the right intentions. People just aren't understanding the incredible threat we have upon us.  He wants what is best for his people, and he wants to keep us safe.   That's what I want, too.  ok :) i'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have plans for Labor Day???  I'm way excited about a day off....:D eventhough classes &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; started :) haha I am definately loving my schedule, though. My Musics of TX prof. is just about the coolest guy ever...humm, today's lecture wasn't amazing, but he's still a fun guy and let us out 15 min early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm trying to use up the $100 i still have left on my dine-in dollars, cause i figure it's the right thing to do....so, i've been to the freshens smoothie place THREE times already!!!! mmmmmm! it's a FAVE, now! excellent smoothies, simply EXCELLENT! It's was my first time, so I'm kinda overwhelmed w/ all the choices........any suggestions for the best smoothie???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in closing: No, the UT cheerleaders cannot be rented out for male birthday bashes, and no, they do not strip.  funny, though.&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/7434497-109400936372613338?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109400936372613338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109400936372613338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109400936372613338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109400936372613338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/08/score.html' title='SCORE!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109344533990538771</id><published>2004-08-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T07:48:59.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK IN AUSTIN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOW! Kate and I still don't have internet....very long story...and NOT happy w/ SBC.  So, I'm here in Jeff's office at work. I probably shouldn't be doing this, but I don't have anything else to do.  He's not here and hasn't given me anything to do yet this morning. This job is really wonderful!!! :) I get to work w/ one of the coolest guys EVER and he doesn't ask me to do much-he's so used to doing everything himself. This is gonna be handy when I start having to read all the books and write papers and everything this semester!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;IT'S THE FIRST CLASS DAY!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH! This is going to be a GREAT semester! I'm gonna work HARD to get my grades up...my sis said she'd get me a 21 ID if I do well :D hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The apt is absolutely OUTSTANDING!!!!!! Come see it!!!! and I got my bedspread in yesterday...no sheets yet, but I'm working on it. :D It's lovely...now all I need are some decorations in my room. It's kinda bare right now.  My bathroom has more color :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh, yeah! Kate and I were supposed to go out on the lake w/ the guy at the boat place and his friends....he's cute, too....last Sat., but it looked like it was gonna rain, so we didn't go...and I couldn't get in touch w/ him. :( oops.  I'll have to see what kind of persuading I can do to get a second chance. We were gonna get to take out my FAVORITE orange, fire-striped boat and learn how to wakeboard!!!!!  :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did I mention I love my job?  yeah, I do. :D I'm sure there's LOTS more to say, but I can't think right now.  I need to get on ebay :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109344533990538771?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109344533990538771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109344533990538771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109344533990538771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109344533990538771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/08/back-in-austin.html' title='BACK IN AUSTIN!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109202990262120107</id><published>2004-08-09T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T22:38:22.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I went to Austin today w/ the intent of buying some things for the apt, or my room, maybe, bedding perhaps....did that happen you're wondering? No. but my closest will definately not be lacking :) I got some ideas of what I'm gonna get, though...doesn't that count for anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm about to go to sleep, and I really hope that my dreams do not consist of gas exchange and cardiovascular disease...but now that i typed it, they probably will. dang.  I hope it's all coreectly engrained in my brain, that way i get an extra couple of hours of studying that i didn't know i was gonna get tonight. I am also typing w/o my contacts in, so there's no telling what all i'm messing up on. haha. i had a dream last night that included a banana split. i didn't want to eat my banana split all at once, so i saved it in the freezer and the next morning, by mom was up, so i offer ed her some, but she thought it needed some extra toppings, so she proceeded to dump fake cherries and some kind of spice (i think it may have been cumin)  all ove r it. she saw my horrified look, so she scooped out all the affected areas (leaving little), and then my gradparents came in the kitchen, so i offered them some because that would be rude of me to leave them out of a banana split party.  when they had gotten their share, there was one bite left....and then it melted. sad. yes, it was. so much for sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cute moment of the day: my little sis was so excited about the new clothes she got today, that she can't wait for school to start! she modeled everything for us-every outfit &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; their different combinations. she's wearing skirts, now...never thought i'd see the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i went to see my parents' friend's band the other night! We had a such a good time!!! i really have the coolest parents in the world. what a strange thing to say after all these years of denial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nevertheless, i am still totally psyched/ready to be in kate and my apt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i really should be studying right now...so that is what i will do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109202990262120107?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109202990262120107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109202990262120107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109202990262120107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109202990262120107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-went-to-austin-today-w-intent-of.html' title=''/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109176832072914971</id><published>2004-08-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:58:40.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Someone will always be prettier. They will always be smarter. Their house will be bigger. They will drive a better car. Their children will do better in school, and their husband will fix more things around the house.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, let it go, and love you and your circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"To the world, you might just be one person, but to one person, you just might be the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And know that Michelle wishes you a LOVELY, alcohol (oo...i mean fun:D)-filled weekend! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109176832072914971?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109176832072914971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109176832072914971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109176832072914971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109176832072914971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/08/someone-will-always-be-prettier.html' title=''/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109158768302473230</id><published>2004-08-03T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T19:48:03.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" And I to you."</title><content type='html'>OO...I realized I need to update more :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;We went out on the boat again on Sat! I'm loving this!!! When my dad and I went to get the boat (we store it at the boat dealership) I got to see Casey, my parent's friend who is just the coolest, hippest guy EVER! and he wants us to go see his band play this weekend at his friend's bar/eatery! They're opening for that guy that sings the pearl snap shirt song (not Jason Boland, the other guy)....I know, not big names, but definately a good time!!!  The guys at the dealership were giving the guy that actually sold us the boat a hard time because he threw in everything we asked for :D I was saying that I wish we had a little deck thingy on the back of our's like a boat they had there.  His boss said, "You shoulda asked Duane when you got the boat! He woulda given those girls anything they asked for," and Duane (w/ immpecable timing) said, "Take it all! Take anything you want!" -we all died laughing. Those people are just fun. I LOVE hanging out w/ people like that...conversation never runs dry- out in the 100 degree heat, but no one cares b/c we're having such a good time just talking and joking around. Then they had to get back to work :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and I will be moved in in TWO weeks!! YAY!!!!!!! We already convinced Brandon and Kellen that the move-in party will be THE place to be :D haha...ya'll are such sweeties! We could use all the help we can get...I'm not what you'd call tall, and Kate, poor thing, is shorter! I don't know &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; we'll get all our liquor bottles on top of the fridge ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my little sis to Austin this morning so she could go stay w/ my big sis....she is TOO cute sometimes! I can't believe she's growing up so quickly. A song came on the radio that she liked and she was belting out the lyrics-yes, ALL of them-I whipped my head around just as the song said "Hell"and said, quite calmly, "that girl should find some different words to put in her song, shouldn't she?" My little sis was like, "&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; said 'hey'!" haha...I was proud :) I'll cry the day she says her first cuss word in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was wasting time earlier and saw that Outback Jack was on. I've watched this maybe once before, just because that guy is so ruggedly sexy, so I decided to see what was happening on the show. At the finale, Jack was saying goodbye to the girl he kicked off and she was SOBBING...big time, and he had tears coming down his cheeks! It was the most unexpected thing out of such a tough guy...and the conversation went something like this (as they held each other tightly and stared deep into the other's gaze)--"You make me feel like I can do anything, so I would try anything for you-even when it was something I didn't want to do.  You really made me feel special. &lt;em&gt;pause&lt;/em&gt; I want you to know that I really care about you." &lt;em&gt;*bat bat*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I to you." ----&lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;Kevin Costner in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves!!!! WOW...scripted and fake, yes, but definately a touching scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe that you don't have anything better to be doing right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109158768302473230?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109158768302473230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109158768302473230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109158768302473230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109158768302473230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/08/and-i-to-you.html' title='&quot; And I to you.&quot;'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109124414698089843</id><published>2004-07-30T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T20:22:26.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson on life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Some people are assholes...that's just the way it is. One of them pissed me off today.   Do you ever think, though, that everyone views different people differently?  I mean, you may think a person is so sweet and find out that someone else had a bad encounter w/ that person and thinks he/she is [insert adjective]. You may have a few of the same thoughts as someone else about a person, but all-in-all, everyone must have at least a slightly different view about everyone else-at least, that makes sense to me. :D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had a Bio test today...and Ryan and I didn't study nearly enough, though I'm okay w/ how it went. For as much as I studied, I thought I did pretty well! We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am LOVING the liveSTRONG bracelets! They're AWESOME! and they help support cancer research...EVEN BETTER!!!  I want to get one. It's on my to-do list :)  *need to find out where, though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My mischievous uncle called me this morning to "hang out" later on, so after my test, I headed down to south Congress and met him at his office.  Then we went to a little coffee shop where he met his current gf and he introduced me to a guy friend of his...one he thought I would really get along with...starting to sound familiar?? People always wanting me to find a guy. My mom's other brother keeps asking me if I like guys...hahaha :D That's just funny. I think they think I'm incapable of finding a good guy...overlooking the fact that I don't EVER have any time for anything but studying :/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really wanted to CELEBRATE after my test today, but it's not looking like such a good idea right now...for reasons I won't get into here.  eeeeeeeh...too bad. You'll have to have a couple extra for me tonight, Ryan!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Feel free to comment on anything said...I'd like to hear your opinion on my "every person, different view" hypothesis.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AUSTIN IN 17 DAYS!!!!! YAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7434497-109124414698089843?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109124414698089843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109124414698089843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109124414698089843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109124414698089843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/lesson-on-life.html' title='lesson on life'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109088208868042145</id><published>2004-07-26T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:48:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WOW! what a rain last night! everyone who left their windows down raise your hand! ehhh.... I like to feel like I'm at the coast :D I have the sand, now all I need&amp;nbsp;are some seashells! I didn't have to iron this morning...my clothes were steam cleaned on the way to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I made salsa last night!! MMM! w/ pineapples and jalepenos....and so much more :)&amp;nbsp; I will definately say that Kate and I's "special ingredient" woulda given it the &lt;em&gt;kick&lt;/em&gt; it lacked, though! haha. No strawberries added this time...we learned our lesson :)&amp;nbsp;And my big sis tried to make peach cobbler!!! It wasn't too bad...maybe a few more goes at it and she'll have it! She'll have to take lessons from Kate, who apparently made some AMAZING cobbler last night!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So, I have my first test in my other bio on Wed! AHH...I need to study!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You know what's sad? I have two bags of clothes that I bought laying on my floor...and I haven't worn ANY of them!!!! It's too much effort for school, especially when I'm just gonna get hot and sweaty walking, and then the clothes wouldn't be nearly as cute, anyway!&amp;nbsp; O well, maybe one of these days I'll go out on the weekend....someday soon....a date? yes, that would be nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Did you know that the reason the doctor checks your reflex when you go in for appointments is because he wants to make sure that your nervous system is working correctly?&amp;nbsp; The nerve impuluses in your knee send messages to the muscles in your quad to extend and the muscles in the back of your leg-the ones that bring your leg to you (like i'm sitting right now :D)-to not tighten! all that just to make your leg kick out like a spaz!! wonderful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My parting not: YAY for Lance Armstrong!!!! That man trains like a mofo-even while going through a divorce and cancer!! What determination!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I am forever humbled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109088208868042145?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109088208868042145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109088208868042145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109088208868042145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109088208868042145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/wow-what-rain-last-night-everyone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109072611100982672</id><published>2004-07-24T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T20:28:31.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melatonin and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;At long last!!! I got to go outdoors today!!! not like I don't everyday, but actually for a reason other than walking to class :) The weather was truly perfect, too!! A little breeze all day, clouds here and there, not too hot. I loved it-playing "shark" w/ my little sis all afternoon (and you HAD to make the da nuh, da nuh sound EVERY time you were about to attack cause those are the rules), dancing and singing to the radio tunes w/ my older sis and mom...that was absolutely hilarious-esp. my dad's reactions :D hehe. Yeah, it turned into a full-out family outing day. What a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;well, i feel narcaleptic right now cause I took melatonin, and I am about to fall onto this keyboard, so Lucky YOU! this post is short!! Hope your weekend's full of pleasures ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109072611100982672?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109072611100982672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109072611100982672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109072611100982672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109072611100982672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/melatonin-and-me.html' title='Melatonin and Me'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109064221109401307</id><published>2004-07-23T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T21:10:11.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun_People Archive - 3 Jan - Transsexual Toys Lead The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.langston.com/Fun_People/1994/1994AAG.html"&gt;Fun_People Archive - 3 Jan - Transsexual Toys Lead The Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you'd get a laugh outta &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; one!! :D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109064221109401307?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109064221109401307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109064221109401307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109064221109401307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109064221109401307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/funpeople-archive-3-jan-transsexual.html' title='Fun_People Archive - 3 Jan - Transsexual Toys Lead The Way'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109054529331090032</id><published>2004-07-22T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:15:47.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy man, the xylem, and phloem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kate and I picked out our apt yesterday! YAY! The address is so easy, too...10300 Jolleyville Rd. apt 1030. If you're gonna be here the 14 or 16th, Kate and I both are gonna need some extra hands, and we'll figure out something for your hard work ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had my first test of the summer yesterday, and surprisingly, I think it went alright...thanks to Ryan (my study companion) and my hard work the night before I can tell you all about how to make your grapes seedless, bigger, and juicier :D (or how water and sugar are transported through the xylem and phloem, maybe??) Coffee had a punch, too, like Starbucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Crazy thing today: I was walking back to my car after class and a man w/ a tennis racket and ball was getting off the bus.&amp;nbsp; I started to move out of his way (b/c I was behind him and he didn't see me), and he almost dropped his ball, so he was turning around to catch it, then whipped back around and said, "Well aren't you the cutest thing I've ever seen." It took me way off guard and I gave him a weird look, so he corrected himself by saying that he meant that I was really beautiful and I had caught his attention--ok.....He went on to ask me when I was planning on getting married and I told him not for a LONG time and he asked when we should set the date.....of course I was uncomfortable and kind of did that odd smile/laugh thing&amp;nbsp;when introducing himself he tried to&amp;nbsp;kiss my hand...BUT, this got me to thinking: THIS IS WHAT'S WRONG WITH THE SOCIETY (and it's &lt;em&gt;SUCH&lt;/em&gt; a pet peeve of mine!!)! this whole event couldn't have been more than 30 seconds long...he asked me when we could "set the date" based solely on physical attraction! I could be some wacky girl who has no dreams in life and is only looking for a husband to provide financial means for me, and while he busts his ass to buy me &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; I want, I'll yell at the maids to get my pool boy and me some fresh lemonade. People need to start looking for personality and determination in a partner...or friend, for that matter.&amp;nbsp; In protest, I should go without makeup, hair not fixed, and wear t-shirts and pajama pants for a week....and how will ya'll ever know if I really do it?! :D hehehe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;While on this rant, I want to get one more thing out that has been getting under my skin. *quick note-before starting, I want to make it clear that I am not trying to argue politics. I appreciate democracy and am overjoyed that we have it, but people that are blatantly bashing Bush with their "Anyone but Bush" or "I love America, but not Bush" or "I'm patriotic, I just don't like Bush" or "Support our troops, not Bush"&amp;nbsp;etc. bumper stickers are about to get my bumper bashed into theirs!!! I am a Bush supporter, but that is beside my&amp;nbsp;point.&amp;nbsp; He's making the hardest decisions of his life, trying to make&amp;nbsp;our home safer and defend our honor while some of the&amp;nbsp;benefactors of his cause won't even have the decency to&amp;nbsp;appreciate what he's trying to do. Instead, they throw out anti-American comments and hateful criticisms, not&amp;nbsp;allowing &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; the&amp;nbsp;respect that they fight so hard to get for &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; crusade.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired of it! It's&amp;nbsp;un-American and unpatriotic to bash your neighbor! And I'll leave you with that :) Hope you're not riled up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109054529331090032?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109054529331090032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109054529331090032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109054529331090032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109054529331090032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/crazy-man-xylem-and-phloem.html' title='crazy man, the xylem, and phloem'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109030339485507659</id><published>2004-07-20T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T23:03:14.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i know, i know, i don't post enough...i'm working on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, I have my first test of the summer on Wed....which means I should be studying w/ every ounce of me right now...heheheh :) I love my classes...well, except for my sub in Bio 213.&amp;nbsp; She's RIDICULUOUSLY boring, and just says whatever's on the slide. It's such a waste of valuable time, but on a good note--she doesn't go very quickly and I have plenty of time to write things down and think about all the ways I want to improve the earth while I'm waiting for her to finish trying to get words out.&amp;nbsp; It's a serious struggle for her.&amp;nbsp; You know people who learn English as a 2nd language and are actually fluent? well, she's not one of those. O well, tomorrow's her last day...and then Dr. Levin will be SPEEDING through everything, so I guess it's an extreme both ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sweet glory--my sunburn is subsiding and a tan is peeking through!!! YAY!! :D another run on the boat and I'll be your typical mexican-looking white girl in Texas. (it's late :P&amp;nbsp;)&amp;nbsp; and the guy at the boat place has pretty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Did you know that those banana racks and onion hanging-thingys actually work?? well, somewhat...They're supposed to keep your fruits and veggies from rotting quickly.&amp;nbsp; Science Lesson of the Day: ethylene is the gas produced by produce to help them mature, but it's a never-ending production of the gas (positive feedback) because they are constantly trying to ripen themselves--they don't have a sensor telling them when to quit making the gas, so after a while, the ethylene makes them rotten.&amp;nbsp; When they are higher in the air, the ethylene is more dispersed throughout the air-not all of it surrounds the fruit or vegetable, and they remain juicy and tasty for longer!! SO go buy one of those hanging things that you always see in antique shops and put your onions and apples and bananas up there.&amp;nbsp; You'll be glad :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I haven't told&amp;nbsp;any stories from the concert!!!!!! SO, my mom and I go to the Creager/CCR/Seth James concert last night.&amp;nbsp; I had a dream the night before about the salmon salad that this bar serves...needless to say, I was WAY looking forward to it! Turns out, they aren't serving anything but tacos and other stuff like that b/c their main kitchen was closed.&amp;nbsp; SUCK! I was so disappointed. But on a funny note, while I was up there, some guy came up&amp;nbsp;and asked me if&amp;nbsp;I was a trainer"...you know, one of those personal ones." Apparently, he and his friends had been debating on how I'd "gotten those legs."&amp;nbsp;Definate compliment. Little by little throughout the night my mom and I were making our way to the stage front.&amp;nbsp; It was incredibly crowded, but by the time Cross Canadian was up there, I was center stage, one gargantuan girl from the front!&amp;nbsp; How did I get her outta my way??? Well, I'm not exactly sure...she just got tired of being bumped into a lot and left! :) hehe....yippee! I'm in the very front and Cody Canada (lead singer) sticks his cigarette in his strings, like he always does, but THIS TIME, the cig. falls out and smoke starts rising from the stage! in my moment of drunken panic, I decide that it's my duty to save the innocent civillians and I picked up the cig., put it out, and stuck it in my back pocket.&amp;nbsp; I mean, come ON! it's Cody Canada!!!!! Then, during "The Boys from Oklahoma," it always gets crazy and lasts forever b/c&amp;nbsp; several people&amp;nbsp;always come to help them out and add&amp;nbsp;verses, but THIS time... Creager, Seth James, as were expected did a verse, then, out comes Stoney LaRue, then DJANGO WALKER (Jerry Jeff's son), then I'm pretty sure it was Cory Morrow!!!! CRAZY FUN!!!!! I got pics...don't worry :) After they had finished and were back out again for one last run, they were in between songs and I was yelling (at the top of my lungs) "17" cause they hadn't played it all night, but sadly,&amp;nbsp;the band began a different song, and (quick note: I'm still in the very front, center stage, breathing in Cody Canada's released CO2) Cody looks me straight in the eyes and tells me he's sorry!!!! WOW...what a moment!!!!!!! don't worry...i'm almost through........so, we're leaving The Pier and I hear this girl say, "Aren't you the UCA girl??&amp;nbsp;The instructor?" I whip my head around and there, to my utter disbelief, are two girls I instructed at a private camp in Hutto, TX! And my mom yells, "The HIPPOS!!!!!" hahaha...that was their mascot.&amp;nbsp; it was funny. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well,&amp;nbsp;I need to get some sleep...class early in the morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109030339485507659?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109030339485507659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109030339485507659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109030339485507659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109030339485507659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-know-i-know-i-dont-post-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109016176663733450</id><published>2004-07-18T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T07:42:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the DAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;went out on the lake yesterday!! fun times, but i'm sunburned. and i water-skiied for my first time ever!! and now i'm sore. and i climbed some rocks to cliff dive!!!! and i stepped on a cactus and can't get out one of the needles....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY home remedy ideas?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D all-in-all, though, i HAD A BLAST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TODAY'S CROSS CANADIAN/CREAGER/SETH JAMES day!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!! my so-cool mom and I are heading to Austin to see them all play at The Pier this afternoon/evening!!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and now i have to study b/c i have a test wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109016176663733450?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109016176663733450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109016176663733450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109016176663733450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109016176663733450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-day.html' title='It&apos;s the DAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109003919320958005</id><published>2004-07-16T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T21:39:53.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE more thing!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MY LAST PIECE OF ADVICE FOR YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;as I was reading Kate's blog, I remembered that I saw a movie tonight...it was pathetically cheesy, and for &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; to say that, it's bad. So, if you're even considering seeing A Cinderalla Story (with Hillary Duff and some sexy, teenie-boppin guy)&amp;nbsp;, don't pay for the big screen....go download it for free or something. that is all :)&lt;/span&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/7434497-109003919320958005?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109003919320958005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109003919320958005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109003919320958005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109003919320958005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/one-more-thing.html' title='ONE more thing!!!!!!!'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-109003771300792029</id><published>2004-07-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T21:15:13.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.....</title><content type='html'>So, I've been typing in the wrong username...that's why I couldn't find my blog :) haha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finished up UCA camps for the summer last week....sad, but true.&amp;nbsp; I had the BEST TIME this summer with all of my AWESOME coworkers!!&amp;nbsp; Especially at A&amp;amp;M IV over the 4th of July! Fun times at an 18 &amp;amp; over club in College Station, TX, with&amp;nbsp;UCA and A&amp;amp;M rec sports staff....on a Wed night. Boy o Boy that next morning was glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I started summer school this week! It's gonna be a doozie, but it's pretty enjoyable.&amp;nbsp; I like my profs (well, I have a sub in one of them for a week and i think she'd do much better teaching in a diff. language, but hey, how many times have i thought that...). Love Stanger-Hall's accent...she's so enthused about bio. I have my first test Wed, so i'm studying tonight (as you can see) so I can go out on the boat tomorrow afternoon!!!!!!! YAY!!!!! SUN!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOO!! ALL IN ONE SUNDAY CONCERT: CROSS CANADIAN RAGWEED, ROGER CREAGER, AND.................WAIT FOR IT........................SETH JAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm TOTALLY psyched!!!!!!! :D if you've never seen Seth James, you NEED to find time to go see him! He's an amazing guitarist...incredible talent. That goes unsaid for the other two :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kate is coming Wed!!! YAY!!!!! and we're gonna go see if our loony apartment people have what we want....hmmm....they better get their stuff together-anger is close.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten to talk to so many people this summer!!!! it's mainly my fault for being gone all the time, but i'd still like to hear from everyone...post a comment and let me in on what's been goin on in your lives!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM COMMENTS/NEWS:&lt;br /&gt;got some new bathing suits last week :D eeeeee!!!!! mom ran the trailor into the mailbox the other day.........:&amp;nbsp; OO! I just started making something called "Mock French Toast!" for all of you cutting carbs (bread) IT'S ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPTIOUS!!!!!! if you want to try it out let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now......................the boat&amp;nbsp;is calling your name!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; one of these days i'll convince my dad to let me take it out w/o him :D heheh&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7434497-109003771300792029?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/109003771300792029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=109003771300792029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109003771300792029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/109003771300792029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/07/haha.html' title='haha.....'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7434497.post-108818557701664334</id><published>2004-06-25T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T10:46:17.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I get...</title><content type='html'>Well, I was trying to make a funny comment to Kate about the absurdity of her "blog," but it wouldn't let me post unless I had a username and password...so....*embarrassed* I will admit that this is a great way to get out frustrations and waste valuable study time, so I will attempt to post occasionally. Who knows? maybe I'll enjoy it :) I hope you do........now on to post something funny to Kate :D&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/7434497-108818557701664334?l=qtmichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/108818557701664334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7434497&amp;postID=108818557701664334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/108818557701664334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7434497/posts/default/108818557701664334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qtmichelle.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-is-what-i-get.html' title='This is what I get...'/><author><name>QTMichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07208857848918081853</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
