<?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-3964311</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:30:11.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~The*Original*Dancing*Banana~</title><subtitle type='html'>Indeed, I cannot think why the whole bed of the ocean is not one solid mass of oysters, so prolific the creatures seem. Ah, I am wandering! Strange how the brain controls the brain! No doubt there are natural enemies which limit the increase of the creatures. You and I, Morgy, we have done our part. Shall the world, then, be overrun by oysters? No, no; horrible! You will convey your mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-106851068010493143</id><published>2003-11-10T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:31:44.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fixed up AbsolutelyBeautiful... Spelling mistakes and all that. I have a bunch of different little stories I'm working on. Two things in general: A series called "Second Vision" all about this guy who gets this weird power called the second vision and it lets him see demons and angels and stuff. I thought it up because I can kinda feel bad stuff in the room with me at my house, but I can't actually see anything. So yeh. Got a novel in progress too, "Julian of Saints" which is all about this british doctor named julian who is living in poland working at a safe-house to help injured jews and poles who are strew around the streets... YUP.  That started from my class actually, my english teacher, Dale, got the class to "write a 150-200 word story about a fortuitous meeting with an ironic twist at the end". Mine was about Julian who accidentally discovers an injured man in the back of an alley and the injured man turns out to be an SS soldier that was sent to kill him. The ironic twist was the fact that he saved the life of the man who was supposed to kill him. I loved the short story (which turned out to be 1500 words btw) so very much that I turned the idea into a novel.... the Short Story Version I use for chapter 9 in the novel... Its really interesting, my Father says, the overall storyline. I'd tell ya, but I'm gonna make ya wait and buy the book when I get it published   :D&lt;br /&gt;More or less, I've been doing a lot of writing... and school work.  YUP. I'm doing good in school too. Verrrry good....  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends at school, Jill, pegged me as "one of those people who are good at everything" &lt;br /&gt;Shes wrong... so very wrong... I suck at sports!  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-106851068010493143?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/106851068010493143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/106851068010493143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106851068010493143' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-105699602685061813</id><published>2003-06-30T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T11:00:26.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm back! Yup here I am. Quit booing.... no I really mean it.... STOP! ...Fine. Be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have about 9 dollars and a brother with a liscence. All I need now is for my sister to get home with the car so I can bug my brother into taking me out town. My 9$ is spent (in my head at least)... Need to go get a Harmonica and rent a movie from Snow White (kinda old movies but only 58 cents a piece so its all good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta school and I figure I'm going to be very bored so I made two goals for the summer.  1) Learn how to play the blues on Harmonica   2) Work on my Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna speak Italian because the language is so fascinating and when I meet Giancarlo (when, not if) who lives in Quebec I can chat with him in two and a half differnet languages. The half being French. I know some...  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play blues on the harmonica because I've been watching "Blues Brothers"... the original one from 1980 and I REALLY like how it sounds. I came up with a bunch of "How To" tutorials and printed off four or five sheets of instruction. All I need now is to go on a trip to the music store. Oy vay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my screenplay "Absolutely Beautiful". It's 77 pages long with about 35 scenes. I put it up on fictionpress.com and got a handfull of reviews the only bad part being my DARN mechanics!! (which are like punctuation and spelling). Natch I am really GOOD at mechanics, but I wrote it all between 2 and 5 in the morning so NYHARR. I'm still trying to figure out which company I should send my pitch letter to... Any suggestions? My drama teacher (Dale) read it and he loves it. He said I should pitch it to Salterstreet Productions; which is in Halifax (Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada for those of you who don't know) and does a bunch of wicked Canadian shows like "This Hour has 22 Minutes" and "Blackfly". I'm thinking about it, but I'd like something bigger than that. I'm really proud of my script.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that' was short, but that's all I have to say right now... LATER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-105699602685061813?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/105699602685061813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/105699602685061813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105699602685061813' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-94656920</id><published>2003-05-20T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T16:30:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Random boring randomness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT: when hard times come, you learn who your REAL FRIENDS are.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never guess the weird luck ive been having. firt off i was yelledat at chool but idont really want to get into hownide that rotten teacher can be. So very belittling. Anyhow, i broke the computer desk and promptly the mouse and keyboard hit floor. shitty. then i dropped the keyboardagain and it COULD be shitty but the damn thing seems to be working good now when it was bring mean before. HELL YEH!!&lt;br /&gt;now i dont have a reason to wipe the computer! other thasn the wide dipersement of viruses we host on our respective hard drive. oh wello, who cares. my sister cam home today from the beach and asked me if i wanted to stay home from school day after tommorrow. HELLL YEAH!! she's staying overnight at her friends cottage, gonna get soused to hell and go to school the next day. she doesnt get hangovers but shes acheap drunk. ---half a pint does herin--- i feel special cause i never been drunk before.wow im amazed itsstill working... i have little faith in my home computer. GAHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PS: did i tell youthat the only parent around here, my father, is away on work until friday? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-94656920?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/94656920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/94656920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94656920' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-92460565</id><published>2003-04-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T18:06:38.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT = 5&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gah fiddle and hopping turtle rabbits! I havent been on here for DECADES! MELLENIA! WEEKS EVEN!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got soo little to tell you its not even funny. Three things. Big things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST:&lt;br /&gt;I had to write a play for drama class based loosely on an Urban Legend fondly known as "Lunitic Bus". In said urban legend, theres a bus driver who loses the luniticson the way ot an asylum and then picks up a bunch of people at a bus stop and send them as replacements so he doesnt get in trouble. The dialogue where the insane people talk to each other was based upon some conversations and things said at RAC. At RAC I am the one known as Tibby after George's Uncle Tibor... Im supposed to be his mother's brother's son's friend. Well whaddya know I am cast as the Tibby character in the play. An insane person. We're doing it in front of the Data class and the teachers. Spoooooky.... O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND:&lt;br /&gt;This one is gonna be short. My best friend of six years is pregnant. She's 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD:&lt;br /&gt;My Drama teacher has taken an interest in my writing. The English teacher told me I am an "exceptionally talented writer". Result? I'm going to be published. Really honestly hardcore beautifully &lt;i&gt;PUBLISHED&lt;/i&gt;. Cindy is gonna be soo proud of me... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. Can't really think of anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;One&lt;/i&gt;, The &lt;i&gt;Only&lt;/i&gt;, The &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tibby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-92460565?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/92460565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/92460565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92460565' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87878689</id><published>2003-01-22T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T19:40:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; happy birthday to meeee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly enough, I didn't get any candles on my throwntogetherinthelastminute cake but that's alright because I got this blue and white birthday candle from Wendys (fastfood place) and happen to have my lighter on hand. The poor muffin never seen it coming... Heh heh heh... For presents, I got 20$ from my Gram in which I used to buy "The New Guy". Ryan and Chantal each sent me an e-card. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed Danny Smith (Merton J. Dingle from BigWolfOnCampus) just a few seconds ago... Hope he replies soon.... hope he replies at all *wistful stare into oblivion* Do you relize how &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;easy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it is to find emails/addresses/whatever of famous people online??  &lt;b&gt;O.O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And they all lived happily ever after&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;until they grew old, grey, fat making them unhappy and killed themselves in which they no longer lived.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE END&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87878689?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87878689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87878689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87878689' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87701289</id><published>2003-01-19T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T16:43:32.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okeee all you loving four people is it that reads this thing? Hmm... Yeh. The vast multitude of four people who read this, will be astounded. Will be shocked. Will be gosh darn'd-ed slack-jawed! AHAHAhaha. For I, the tibby in all shape form and peanut brittle, have cleaned. It took me all of six hours, but my bedroom is almost half-decent! Almost. All my books... that's a LOT of books... have been bagged and stuck in the hallway along with 3 of the five binders-overflowing-with-paper and my collection of stuffed animals; which include three pillow animals (pumba, 1 of 101 dals, Picaso...&lt;mr.patatoe head&gt;) and a bunch of normal ones ranging everything from zazu of the lion king to garfeild. YAY! Anyhow, lots of evil cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's funny that Wavey and Curt see me cleaning my room and they think that I'm actually gonna &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in there! Hahahaha. I told them I'd sleep in there if I could have the livingroom couch; which is where I sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87701289?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87701289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87701289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87701289' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87647006</id><published>2003-01-18T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T11:05:13.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 5&gt;&lt;b&gt;...Soon and Very Soon...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all probably know by now, my 18th birthday is coming up. Soon. VERY soon. Like this Wednesday. Like in three days. I should be excited right? Okay, I'll &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;. So anyways, I was checking my email just like two minutes ago. I got a birthday E-Card from an actor friend of mine. Ryan Wilner ....Roger Richards of Radio Active for those who don't know. Well, at least I do have something to be excited over :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Davis (another actor friend of mine) ...Tanya Panda of Radio Active and the main girl on Seriously Weird for you who don't know of her... stopped over at RAC. We were being accused of false advertising cause it says on our main page that we chat with the cast of RadioActive. &lt;b&gt;;_;&lt;/b&gt; So I emailed some of the cast ....Ryan, Cindy and Susan only cause I don't know the others emails.... and asked them to post up and prove the accusers wrong. And they posted for us. It's times like that that make people feel all warm and happy on the inside... which would be a good relief cause it's usually freezing cold in Antarctica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antarctica is the nicname I dubbed my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87647006?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87647006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87647006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87647006' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87577682</id><published>2003-01-16T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T22:28:48.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalala. This prolly won't work but I really dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=radio_active"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.geocities.com/sheepice98sr/Georgie.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=radio_active"&gt;Which &lt;b&gt;Radio Active&lt;/b&gt; Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87577682?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87577682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87577682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87577682' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87569638</id><published>2003-01-16T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T19:27:15.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Gorey Werewolf Movies Mark the Beginning of Many Beautiful Relationships&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read right. It's called "Dog Soldiers" and I just finished watching it. It has more gore than slasher flicks and more cliches than most. A few minutes into the movie, a dog is shot and killed by an army guy. Right after, a couple is making-out and they here a sound then they both get scared and proceed to be ripped to shreds by a mythical creature in a fountain of blood and chorus of screams. The gore is waaay beyond what I expected though. A General gets his stomach ripped off and he has a lap-full of guts and intestines while the Major is grabbing them and trying to shove them back into his stomach. They actually have the conversation of the General yelling at the major that "they aren't gonna fit", but the Major still mercilessly shoves 'em right on in. It's s pretty corny movie. I mean, it's not the best, but it could have been worse. For referance, see "Teenager Vampire from Mars". Again hideously corny, but good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the fuzzy yellow material to make a shirt. It's really comfy. On the other side of the puke-yellow material is really shiney orange material o I'm gonna make pants and use the yellow cord for the waist-band... like hospital pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rhys, dawling, you are how old? Myself, I turn 18 on the 22nd of January. Me and Bill have stuff in common? I dunno... Scarey thoughts. Curt? My boyfriend? Did or did you not read the anti-relationship thing? Curt is my *father* so THAT idea can just crawl back to whatever hole it came from. Incomprehensible verbal dribble? YAY!!! The best kinda drivel out there!!  ;)   Ohh Rhys, what would I do without you? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the teen angst caught up with one of friends... who tried to commit suicide and was sent to a mental institution for a few hours I guess... I didn't really ask how long my friend was there... Of course, my other friend... err what I'm told my ex-friend (who decided to dump me as a friend because she's getting rid of all the bad things in her life... well i'm insulted)... just got out of the hospital not to long ago because of suicide herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I such a bad friend that my only friends (within a hundred mile radius) have taken an extreme interest in pills/blades/rope/whatever? &lt;b&gt;GLORY&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, I decide it is life that sucks or it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87569638?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87569638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87569638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87569638' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-87381018</id><published>2003-01-13T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T16:47:00.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Scary?? I think so! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bi-yearly-but-only-happens-one-a-year George-Out Day is tommorrow. I'm really looking forward to it. YAY! I practically have my who day planned out with events and all I have to do is discover the perfect wardrobe. Go me. I think RAC is gonna be blown away for sure. I am a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; paranoid though that nobody other that me and Jenny with take part though. And that I won't find my little blue shrt-thing I wanted to wear..... *wistful gaze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the craft store yesturday and got some material (yellow and puke-yellow) as well as some yet-again-yellow cord and a zipper. Well, my Zell suit is going to be finished soon at least. I was thinking of what to make from the yellow material. That original idea was to make a tunic but the material is soft and fuzzy ....like fleece but i know it's not fleece.... so I was thinking on jammies. Yellow jammies. I'll think more on that I guess, but if I don't do something soon, I swear I'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than that, my life is a bit of a drag. I was talking to Curt about the future and this little thing popped into my head. My brother is gonna be an animator for Disney, my sister is gonna be a litigator... the scariest kind of lawyers... and *I* am gonna live with Curt forever taking care of his horses and writing. Is it just me or is there something wrong with that picture? Hmm... &gt;.&lt;   Heh, and panda-boy wonders why there is so much teenage angst in the world. I'm sure you have a job and a future and everything and not constantly asking yourself "OMG, am i gonna end up an anti-relationship virgin brat living with my parents for the rest of my life?" Ughn. The future does not appear bright, Watson!  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.... back to the life of me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-87381018?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87381018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/87381018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87381018' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-86963137</id><published>2003-01-05T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T07:24:26.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooo looky at that! 2003 already.... YAY!!! 17 days til my 18th birthday. yeh that's right smile and nodd as if you care. heh. heh. heh. &gt;.&lt;  Well, I survived 2002 without a catacalismic heart-attack but I got all of 2003 to hope.... 9.9    i'm writing a new story too. My father said it sounds hick-ish and my sister couldn't stop laughing at my pitiful Southern accent to pay attention much when I was reading it to her. No bill you cannot eat my hamster. *ahem* Jenny's back now. YAY FOR ME!!!! Though she isn't around a lot. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;A package from Austrailia arrived to me this morning. It was right cool. There was this stuff called WizzFizz in it but the packets had broken open in the mail and when I opened it up, white powder came gushing out. My grandparents were freaking right out saying its the evil white powder. Then I &lt;i&gt;ate&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now for a complete change of topic!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moo.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At RAC, we're tring to think up special-once-a-month events. YAY!! Mine is "&lt;b&gt;bi-yearly-but-only-happens-once-a-year food day&lt;/b&gt;". That's in January. I encourage others to come up with ones for there favorite monthes. It's fun... so &lt;i&gt;VERY&lt;/i&gt; fun... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Zell cosplay costume is almost done! YAY!!!  ^_^   I have everything.... All I need is to buy that damn zipper and take the jacket to J's house cause he's gonne put the zipper on for me. Then the photoshoots. yAy!!! PhUn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~muah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaN yA fEeL tHe LuRvE?? huhhuhhuhcanya!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-86963137?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86963137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86963137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86963137' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-86298587</id><published>2002-12-19T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-19T18:27:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 5&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fidel Giovani Salvatore L'uccello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet Fidel Giovani Salvatore L'uccello!! The Wunder Hamster! Loves tubes, food, me and running on his noisey hamster wheel when I try to sleep. Amuses people. YAY! Wavey thinks Fidel looks like a mouse. But she also thinks its amusing when he runs on his wheel. Or climbs up on top of his wheel. Ohhh.... I have a pic of him on my yahoo profile.... click to see &lt;a href="http://profiles.yahoo.com/tibor_goodwin"&gt;Fidel&lt;/a&gt; !  YAY FIDEL!!! He's so cute. It's 20 after 10pm right now for me and he's running on that noisey wheel. I got to go to bed soon.... Just got him today. :D&lt;br /&gt;Wish Jenny was here... but she's out of commission for the bit.. BOO!! HISS!!! NOO!!!  ;_; she &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; get back soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-86298587?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86298587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86298587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86298587' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-86122468</id><published>2002-12-16T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T10:57:09.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Musings of an Annoyed Person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much would I be charged for murder? i cant decide though; my sister or my sisters dog. Maybe both. My sisters dog messed up my kittens left eye... its all pussy and gross and Togi (thats my kitten) cant even open his eye because my sisters dog. then i come up home and the dog has eaten all of my chritmas candy that i got from church last sunday. the only thing left is a small candy cane of which he has half chewed up already. the dog is a bloody menace. my sister... she doesnt control him even when she can. I swear if that dog even SNIFFS my kitten, or any of our other cats, I'll give him to the animal shelter. I'm the protector of those cats and Icant have my sisters pet monster killing any of them. Ahhh... sorry bout that. Needed to vent a bit. ^_^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-86122468?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86122468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/86122468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86122468' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85904259</id><published>2002-12-12T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T10:21:29.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nuts. why wont it work? pleeease tell me why it wont work.... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85904259?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85904259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85904259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85904259' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85904233</id><published>2002-12-12T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T10:21:01.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried my hand at another pice of the dancing banana. So I bring you banana love. (this had better work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/rac_lozer/banana_LOVE.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85904233?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85904233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85904233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85904233' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85881225</id><published>2002-12-11T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T22:35:46.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 7&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES!! IT WORKED!! YES!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jumps for joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! IT WORKS!! IT WORKS!! I AM NOT A &lt;FONT SIZE = 3&gt;complete&lt;/FONT&gt; IDIOT AFTER ALL! &lt;b&gt;YAY FOR ME&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85881225?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85881225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85881225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85881225' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85880869</id><published>2002-12-11T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T22:25:59.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/rac_lozer/doomed.JPG" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am.... Doomed to trying out html on a normal post. Boohoohoo. Hope it works... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85880869?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85880869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85880869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85880869' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85880609</id><published>2002-12-11T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T22:17:49.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 6&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOOLING AND STUFF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, trying to figure out some new HTML... Playing around with the template from hell... hahaha. :P No. No I'm not joking. I'm trying for pictures... DOOM on ME!! Thats okay though. Eggnogg is almost gone so is half the pizza. I don't feel like straving to death tommorrow so I think I'll just drop them into the fridge.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85880609?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85880609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85880609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85880609' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85878862</id><published>2002-12-11T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T21:28:26.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY SHIT. My mom had another kid. ANOTHER ONE. Check this out. These are us in order of age::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL:&lt;br /&gt;Leland &lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;Waverly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF:&lt;br /&gt;Gregg&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;Dallas&lt;br /&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;Corey&lt;br /&gt;Aron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS TEN FUCKING PEOPLE!!!! OMG!!!! WEll.... all my Half's live in British Columbia though. I've never met them. Or my mother. I don't remeber her. Although I do have wedding pictures of her. She's got a big noseand my Curt has a mustache. He's looks REALLY dorky in it. AHahaha. *sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85878862?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85878862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85878862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85878862' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85877583</id><published>2002-12-11T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T20:55:20.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/RedHedPhreek/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20typical%20high%20school%20character%20from%20a%20movie%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/RedHedPhreek/1039500808_inists.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of typical high school character from a movie are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh fuck you. I like doing quizzes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85877583?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85877583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85877583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85877583' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85877322</id><published>2002-12-11T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T20:49:48.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/acidtongue/quizzes/What's%20YOUR%20sexual%20fetish%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/acidtongue/1036825674_opquizpure.gif" border="0" alt="pure"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's YOUR sexual fetish?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god kill me now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85877322?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85877322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85877322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85877322' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85874922</id><published>2002-12-11T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T19:54:57.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PS: I am &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; liking this egg nogg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85874922?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85874922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85874922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85874922' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85874816</id><published>2002-12-11T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T19:54:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 7&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HATE MY SISTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE = 5&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avoid the followings if you are unliking of rants and bitching&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid fucking sister cant keep her mouth shut. God she's &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a &lt;b&gt;&lt;Fontsize=4&gt;bitch&lt;/Font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. She's standing there talking about how i 'got drunk at work' to her friends. HA! I'm fucking BROKEN. I can't get drunk... trust me I've tried and GLORY I wish it had succeeded. I mean, c'mon, I know atleastenough about her that she's a cheap drunk. I even know that it takesat least 4 or 5 Mikes to get my brother drunk. She doesn't know shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really POed at her right now though anyways. GLORY! Curt and I just went to pick her up at McDonald's cause that's where she works (and hates the lot of it...shes sooo dense that place is fucking wicked good). I wanted to go in and get some food, but the doors were locked. They locked early. Someone (Judith I think) was asking if there was someone at the door. Waverly spares me one fucking glance and then is like "no. nobody" I MEAN HOLY SHIT!!! Curt tried to take me to a convience store to buy my food and I reluctantly went in. Overpriced. Evil. I'd have to be fucking rich to buy a DECENT meal in there. So I got Curt to take me to Sobeys. Hail to the 24hr grocery store!!!! I got a frozen pizza and a litre of eggnogg. Merry Fucking Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgy, (the beautiful and talented Jennifer Law) is getting her computer fixed. NO CONTACT!!! *screams in agony*&lt;br /&gt;I still have to put that damned Commenty thing up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... I got my sister to shut-up and leave me the hell alone... I pitched a fork at her. And then she yelled. And then I laughed. HA! Hit her in the leg and she was complaining about a pending bruise... Although those arent her words exactly cause she's more blond than that... She said it woulda hit her in the face if she didn't move. HAHAHA. Fuck THAT it bounced off...well more like skidded across...the display caseand smacked her in the thunder thigh.... the display case is about knee level to the average person. AHAHA. I wish it did smack her in the face... It'd be funny seeing herrun around school saying "OMG! OMG! MY SISTER HIT ME IN THE FACE WITH A FORK!! NOW IT'LL RUIN MY PRINCESS FEATURES FOREVER!!! AHH! NO!! OMG! OMG!" I laugh at the thought. The dog is chewing on the fork now.... AHAHA! Dog picked up stupid people habits from her I swear it. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right that's enough. I gotta go screw around with this template of mine for a bit to get myself more frustraited and suicidal. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85874816?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85874816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85874816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85874816' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85871771</id><published>2002-12-11T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T18:50:24.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 7&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUGAR HIGH... BUT THEN AGAIN MABE NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh the wonderful world of freaky peoples... o.O&lt;br /&gt;I'm not joking, you guys really scare me.&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL IS THE TEMPLATE HTML SO FLIPPING EVIL??? Seems to come easy to everybody but me and J and Drew. and FUCK YOU BILLY I'LL BITCH ALL I WANT!!!!!  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been annoyed ALL WEEK. My grandmothergave my little sister 100$ and I didn't get anything... I dont really care about THAT though.... but sister said she was going to use it to get Mrs.Harper (really sweet old piano player for our church) a christmas present and then went off with the hundred and bought herself a shiteload of clothing. I mean HOLY BLITHERING JUMBO BIOTCH!! Oh shite,cantcontinue... leaving...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85871771?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85871771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85871771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85871771' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85398444</id><published>2002-12-02T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:31:53.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE = 7&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAMNIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85398444?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85398444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85398444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85398444' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85398169</id><published>2002-12-02T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:26:09.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so the comment thingy is a bit far below it, but so what? ITIS THERE! YAY FOR ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrinks away from the boos of the crowd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww screw you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85398169?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85398169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85398169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85398169' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85397982</id><published>2002-12-02T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:22:13.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;!!!YAY FOR ME!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE DONE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Click on the "Do you fear the moo" thingyand it will bring you to the comments thingy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85397982?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85397982' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85397867</id><published>2002-12-02T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:19:43.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If you can talk, you can write" is by Joel Saltzman by the way. OMG It's soo good....  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85397867?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85397867' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85397233</id><published>2002-12-02T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:06:35.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;currently reading: &lt;/b&gt;"If you can talk, you can write" and Stephen King's "Storm of the Century"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;currently writing: &lt;/b&gt;screenplay-absolutely beautiful, fanfic-gundamwing-untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;currently obsessing over&lt;/b&gt;: RA and the soon to arrive wizzfizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;currently annoyed with&lt;/b&gt;: my friends grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;currently sad about: &lt;/b&gt;cindy's surgery! ohno! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;current mood: &lt;/b&gt;pleased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;reason: &lt;/b&gt;i just locked my sisters hyper-bad-escuse-for-a-dog in her room.... hope he eats something... hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEH! uhm... yeh. i got some writing and searching to do now. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85397233?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85397233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85397233' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85336179</id><published>2002-12-01T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T09:34:42.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#FF0000" FACE="ARIAL" SIZE="7"&gt;ARGH&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll never get this damned commenty box thingy back! &lt;b&gt;Booo! Hisss! Boooo! &lt;/b&gt;Hmm.... I ought to get &lt;i&gt;jenny&lt;/i&gt; to do it for me... YES!! &lt;FONT SIZE=5&gt;YESS!!&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT SIZE=7&gt;YESSSS!!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt; *plots*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85336179?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85336179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85336179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85336179' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85313901</id><published>2002-11-30T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T18:27:12.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so after screwing up the template so terribly trying so bad to fix the darned comenty placements... I will keep them where ever I end up putting them the first time round. sorry, but id like to keep my blog. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85313901?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85313901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85313901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85313901' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85313607</id><published>2002-11-30T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T18:18:22.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.................have you feared the cheese yet.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85313607?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85313607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85313607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85313607' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85311751</id><published>2002-11-30T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T17:16:59.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh sure now it shows up... :P Its soooo SLOW showing up on the actual blog page that I thought I had done something wrong! ME WRONG HAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85311751?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85311751' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85311658</id><published>2002-11-30T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T17:15:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;H1&gt;DAMNIT&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get this, I know i will..... &lt;i&gt;eventually&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85311658?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85311658' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85311367</id><published>2002-11-30T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T17:03:10.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COOL!!!!! THE TAG MAKES THE WHOLE THING THAT COLOR!!!! AHHHHHHH BRIGHT!!! TO BRIGHT!!! I'll fixthat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85311367?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85311367' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85311350</id><published>2002-11-30T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-30T17:11:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;H2 ALIGN="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="#FF0000" FACE="ARIAL" SIZE="7"&gt;CHEESE!!! BOW TO THE CHEESE!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;/TITLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo!!! I hope this works... I followed &lt;b&gt;Rhys&lt;/b&gt; wunderfulicious advice and checked out the html site... &lt;b&gt;YAY!!&lt;/b&gt; Now I can go collect &lt;FONT COLOR="#FF0000"&gt;COLORS&lt;/FONT&gt; and stuffs like that! &lt;FONT SIZE=4&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YAY FOR ME!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;b&gt;Patrick&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;.... I'm still working on that other thingy but I think I'm understanding this HTML thing better so I'm just gonna go work on &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; little problem.  XD Oh and &lt;b&gt;BILL&lt;/b&gt; my friend happens to &lt;i&gt;LIKE&lt;/i&gt; nikki webster!! AHAHAHAAAAAA!!! Why don't you guys like her??? o.O He tells me Nikki Webster is an Australian popstar who's... a teenager. hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85311350?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85311350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85311350' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85220381</id><published>2002-11-28T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T11:01:28.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; HTML IS EVIL &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know bold and italic. That's it. I'm such a sad little something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lesse... my friend thinks I'm a schitzo... boo!hiss!boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no flipping clue what to write... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory, I'm so bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85220381?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85220381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85220381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85220381' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85136037</id><published>2002-11-26T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T16:52:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;*dances*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85136037?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85136037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85136037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85136037' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85127347</id><published>2002-11-26T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T16:48:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NYAHAHAHA!!!!FUN!!!! FUN!!!! FUUUNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;i&gt;*fear the moo*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;somebodys gotta teach me how to change the sizes of the text.... &lt;/i&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHTY NOW!!! Now that I know how to make links and commenty thingys on here, I can make some links! YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;oki, now, if you have a blog yourself and you wanna make a comment thingy then click &lt;a href="http://haloscan.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. and just sign-up! Thats all... YAY!!!!!! Here are some other stuffs you can click on:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... Instead of making individual links.... GO HERE!!! It haseverything I would originally link too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://geocities.com/rac_lozer/index.html"&gt;THE WORLD OF THE DANCING BANANA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is FUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85127347?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85127347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85127347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85127347' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85121448</id><published>2002-11-26T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T11:14:23.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheee!! I added a comment thingy cause YAY! This Rhys person emailed meand told me how to do it!! YAY!!! THANKYOU RHYS-TYPE-PERSON!! Hope I did it right.... X)  So happy.... Lesse,,, we got groceries... YAY DOOF!!!! and a box of candy-canes rootbeer flavoredcause I wanted to try them... (they arent bad) andCurt let me get a pomello. I have no idea what it is, but it looked interesting. I hope there isnt any poison in them or something that could kill me, then I'd be wasting something useful on myself.... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the radio and I tripped over the perfect song for my script!!! :)  It'scalled "I Surrender" by Laura Pausini. I love it so bad. YAY!!! GO SONG!!!  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85121448?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85121448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85121448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85121448' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85081456</id><published>2002-11-25T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T16:46:03.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had a revolution!! I really should have relised this a loooooong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I want to get away from where I live isn't because I hate my family oh-so-much... it's because I want to make new friends. The people I have now... most of them don't give a rats toenail...... THATS RIGHT TOENAIL!...... I guess I just wanna get away from my friends. HOW WEIRD IS THAT?? They don't care, they are the druggies, the people who will never amount to anything.... The bottom of the barrell I don't think I coulda done much worse.  I wish I could move to Austrailia.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have four people I can actually TRUST. So I'm take a minute or two to tell you about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEREK. (my age) The complete and utter stereotype of a geek. I love the guy to death; He is soo loyal and thebest friend I've ever had. In my entire life. EVER. My friend Jenni Melloy begged me to go to Prom on my grade11 year and I couldn't get a date (see i AM a dork). The day before the Prom, Curt suggested why not ask Derek. So I called him up and asked him to go with me. He said Yes. So after prom I found out from his mom (bless her soul shes the best person I've ever met in my life) that they had gone out to Mansours... mens clothing store... and picked him up a blazier and pants and everything he needed, right down to the socks!! Just for me. The day before Prom. He didn't even have a ticket and his mom bought him one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMIE (one year older than me) Jamie is individualistic... but not to the point of insanity like myself. I've known him since grade 9. We've had our share of squalms... so far as to say blackmail and literal fights... but we do get along pretty well. For a while it was like the Romeo and Juliet problem.... except in our case I was Romeo, he was Juliet and we weren't in love with each other. But we're good now. We can tell each other things and know one or the other will keep the secret.... unless of course he is drunk... He then has a tendancy to blab. Mine and J's relationship is a very funny thing. We don't have much in common... J and my own... our trust for each other is the kind of trust when one says they'll do something, they do it. Not surprisingly enough, although I wish it were, most of my friends aren't like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER (half a year younger than me) One of my best friends, Jenny is a net-friend from Austrailia. She is AMAZING. The best friend I ever had... she's funny, does what she says she will.... she's the type of friend that one can only read about in books and pray to God above that He sends you somebody just like her to befriend you. Wehave a bunch of stuff in common and she's... well, she's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATRICK (5 or so years my elder) I just met this guy a few weeks ago... maybe a month. He is wicked cool. He's really nice and weird... Weird in a good way. He's pretty friendly, but can be scarey at times... o.O He's from Austrailia like Jenny, but a differnent part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think net-friends are the best people in the world because they don't know you. They can't stereo-type you of how you look or your school or where you live or anything. Base impression of what you say and your personality. It's beautiful... Anyways, I've ranted on enough by now, I'm sooo gone. I'll go work on my script...&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/3964311-85081456?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85081456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85081456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85081456' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85079615</id><published>2002-11-25T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T15:54:47.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was going to the kitchen to get some doof and my sister stops me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any stuff.... stuff that'll make your hair GREEN?" she asks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh...." I reply, "The spray stuff or the other stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't matter," she says snidely, "Just any stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yehhh..." I'm real suspicious on this because she likes blaming stuff on me... this one time, my brother ate all the cheese off of the lasangna and i saw him do it. I was yelling at him for it andthen Wavey comes in and blames it on it. Said I was really suspicious. She can be so infuriating at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she points to Curt and screams "I KNEW IT!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently her shampoo had turned her hair green. Light-ish grass green. She thought I had contaminated her shampoo with my hair junk. So I laughed really hard after noticing, sure enough, light green hair and she, being the prudish whiney person that I know her to be, stormed out of the house infuriatingly; refusing to tell me WHICH shampoo it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I personally regreted not thinking of that before which would have made for an excellent prank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... sister is mad at me... nothing new... (female) friend being mean... to be expected... (male) friend un-contactable... annoying... (father) Curts being an ass... it will pass... HEY!! THAT RYHMES!!! *proud of self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory I'm such a dork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85079615?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85079615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85079615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85079615' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-85077578</id><published>2002-11-25T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T15:09:02.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister is gone agan. Out with thecar to pick up and fullfill the wants of her friends.... Stupid sibling.... Anyways, she likes to show off so I'm not really surprised.... Oh, I found my journal. (yes, i kept a journal for a while on normal paper while the computer was getting fixed). So, YAY!! I can quote myself now.... Quit booing me... REALLY NOW! Stop that.... Booing is sooo immature!!!..... yes yes yes, I know I'm one to talk for imaturity, but..... AHHH!! NOOO!!! NOT THE CREAM PIES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This channel is currently out of service"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-85077578?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85077578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/85077578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85077578' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84981679</id><published>2002-11-23T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T13:28:36.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1:20-something? ahahahaha!! more like 5:25pm!! ................... I'm done......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84981679?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84981679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84981679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84981679' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84981604</id><published>2002-11-23T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T13:26:00.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if my sister was a guy, she'd be zoolander. Yeh you heard me. Personally, as my sister is a girl, I'd say she has the disposition of pop personality britney spears... although thats more of an insult towards my sister really, but its a really close comparrison... i dunno who i'd be... im a george from radio active kinda person...&lt;br /&gt;I'm painting right now. Yes, painting. I don't have any normal brushes so I get to use make-up brushes. YAY! Finally a good use for make-up brushes. It is myself, Jenny and Patrick in own 'hero' costumes. Hehehe... Patrick is looking over his shoulder... kinda pissed I guess... and Jennifer is plotting to hit him over the head with a mallet. I am trying to geth their attention to something off to the side... dangerous possibly.... o.O&lt;br /&gt;My sister is at work now... She works at McDonalds. YAY MCDONALDS!!!! The people who work there are soo nice... so very nice... AND not ugly... Oooo&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a job... *waits until gasps die down* ...but I got fired because I couldn't make a bagel in under ten seconds... I worked at Tim Hortons. While I was there, being the wonderfull inspiring writer that I am, I took "a few" notes on first impressions. I'll feed it to you later on when I *find* said notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooo &lt;----- fear it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84981604?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84981604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84981604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84981604' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84946082</id><published>2002-11-22T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T15:10:47.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheee! nighttime!! YAY! It is now.... quarter to 7pm. soo much closer to sleep  @_@ &lt;----- me looking wistfully away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still gotta work on the comic. Glory i'm *such* a procrastinator....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a music video of 'touts la femme de ta vie' and it catches me as really weird which is okay although I dont like wearing a dress (even if it is black)... i didnt mind the stripey black and neon-greentights though... heyyy its all good!&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/3964311-84946082?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84946082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84946082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84946082' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84934379</id><published>2002-11-22T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T10:29:44.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait, correction... the time ABOVE me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84934379?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84934379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84934379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84934379' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84934349</id><published>2002-11-22T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T10:29:14.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been a very "eventful" morning for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:16am:  Grampy gave away two of my three kittens last night. Boo! Hiss! Boo! I could cry.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:32am:  Gram fell off the steps outside of Sears. We're taking her to out-patients now, Curt thinks she broke her wrist. Adults won't let me go into the hospital with them. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:31am:  They're going to put a cast on it cause it is broken. Damn. I'm still in the car. Funny everytime I come to the new hospital I never get to go inside. Ever. I wish I had a book. not to read but to render myself unconscious with. It's gonna be a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:44pm  YAY!! They're back!! .........I'm hungry......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyesyes, apologies, I dont live in Austrailia so its only 2:25pm here not whatever time it says below this msg... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84934349?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84934349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84934349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84934349' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84889748</id><published>2002-11-21T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:57:18.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wellll.... I guess I do sort of have a life.... I mean between writing, comics, gifs and friends (wait a second, friends? i have friends? why didnt anybody inform me of this?!?!.......boo hisss booo) I guess have a mini-life.... yehhhh....&lt;br /&gt;Heyyyyyy comics!! I gotta go finish sharpening my colored pencils.... i have 20 done out of 60.... aaaand then i can work on my comic. which has no name.... no concievable plot.... no nothhhhing...... o.O....... ahhh the best kind!! :) YAY!!! well.... it has characters! no backgrounds.... no families.... no ....nothing... they have NAMES!! yay!!!!!!!! aaaaaand......................... weapons. yay weapons rule!  XD&lt;br /&gt;A giant mallet... A ball and chain... and an anvil!  :)&lt;br /&gt;Yehhhh.... Thats all!!! Gonna go do ....stuffs.... now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgy; stuffs? YAY! I like stuffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs off into famous RAC forest of DOOM*&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/3964311-84889748?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84889748' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84889325</id><published>2002-11-21T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:48:07.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you can tell, I have no life. Seriously, I am lifeless. EGADS!!!!!!   ..............im a ghost..... o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84889325?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84889325' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84889263</id><published>2002-11-21T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:46:42.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PANIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I mean the person Morgy! DOnT PANic! Boooo Hisss! You have got to tell me how to put up the comments thingy! Pwease? I'll give you a cookie!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84889263?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84889263' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84889171</id><published>2002-11-21T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:44:26.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law says:&lt;br /&gt;How...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;how....what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;we write back to themm how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law says:&lt;br /&gt;If you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;yehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;click the comment thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwin says:&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic...... I apologize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hangs head in shame with fingers crossed behind back*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84889171?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84889171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84889171' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964311.post-84888471</id><published>2002-11-21T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:28:36.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here we are on the very first post. What to say what to say...? Apparently i dont know what to say o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964311-84888471?l=define-normal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84888471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964311/posts/default/84888471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://define-normal.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84888471' title=''/><author><name>tibby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696675738918526503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
