<?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-10709931</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:09:56.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lizards Rambling Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Just the random rambling thoughts of the Lizard Queen...I truly believe I can do anything!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</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>316</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-3685058756425790221</id><published>2008-11-04T14:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T15:11:37.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck the willfully ignorant.</title><content type='html'>Yeah haven't posted anything on here a long long long time.  However, I do post a lot on my myspace blog. www.myspace.com/lizardqueen92  Feel free to add me.  Last name is Stone.  (You'll need that because it is private)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt the urge to post here today so that I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can not stand the willfully ignorant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people that feel that they are the ones to deem what is "normal" and "abnormal" human behavior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was all sparked by something that I read in a comments section of another blog.  Ya see, for some people they feel that homosexuality is abnormal...which by a broad definition of the term normal I guess they are right.  But when you start slapping labels of normal and abnormal onto people you are forced to use the definition that refers to people.  You are saying that they are mentally or physically unsound.  I do not believe this in any way shape or form.  I do not like labeling people period if you want the honest truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm more sensitive because my daughter came out to me last December.  However, I don't believe that either.  I don't think that using the term normal to only reflect heterosexuality is right.  I just don't.  People are people are people.  Straight people are normal.  Gay people are normal.  Am I asking for special treatment of homosexuals?  No I'm just asking that they aren't labeled as not being normal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you have to agree or endorse homosexuality.  I don't care what you think.  But placing labels on groups of people because of their sexuality is just inherently wrong in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the self same people that enjoy mixing their religious beliefs into politics.  They are the same ones that are outraged when prayer is not allowed in schools.  They are hypocrites of the highest order.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stomach these people.  I just can't.  Not anymore.  I used to be able to just say, "ah but they just don't know any better."  Closed mindedness is something that I used to be able to just turn a blind eye to, and leave it well enough alone.  However, I don't think I can do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it fine for them to use a steamroller to smash down everyone else and when those being smashed attempt to stand up, they claim that these people are pushing some sort of agenda. Why the outcry of supposed "indoctrination".  What the fuck do they think they're doing when they try to impose their religious beliefs into secular law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously fucking hate the willfully ignorant.  And god forbid you challenge them on what they say.  Or point out their hypocrisy.  However, the good thing is, the most that they are ever able to come up with is...shut the fuck up.  Or you're too sensitive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-3685058756425790221?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3685058756425790221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=3685058756425790221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/3685058756425790221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/3685058756425790221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-willfully-ignorant.html' title='fuck the willfully ignorant.'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-4182229858504759916</id><published>2007-05-11T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:16:28.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been FOREVA!!!</title><content type='html'>That's because I've succumbed to the power of the Myspace.  I set up shop over there, I've been blogging my butt off, I've reconnected with tons of folks I knew in High School, it's been awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just figured I should update something here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved in with Zman and we've been living in sin since September.  Sure there have been good and bad moments, but what do you expect with such a major change?  I think everything's settling now...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking another Master's course this Spring.  I bucked up and took the GRE to get my official admission...and woohoo!  I got in!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, there's been a lot of things I'm working through with issues I have with my parents.  Things I either chose to ignore, or didn't have the guts to realize when I was still under their thumbs.  I'm moving forward with my life, there's healing to go through, I'll be good in the end! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-4182229858504759916?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4182229858504759916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=4182229858504759916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/4182229858504759916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/4182229858504759916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-foreva.html' title='It&apos;s been FOREVA!!!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-115445562669163925</id><published>2006-08-01T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:07:06.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?? helloo...hello...ello..lllo...lo...o</title><content type='html'>Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I posted anything and just felt like what he hell I wanna type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went camping with the Z man and a group of musicians...Was a blast!  We had a lot of fun and I went canoeing for the first time and that was awesome too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America and a friend and I were in one boat.  Z man, little Z man and Kid Galahad were in the other.  The girls finished first because of an unexpected emergency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America and her friend had a great time, stayed out by the campfire and did lots of talking and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to work for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-115445562669163925?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115445562669163925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=115445562669163925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115445562669163925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115445562669163925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-helloohelloellollloloo.html' title='Hello?? helloo...hello...ello..lllo...lo...o'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-115324029076143561</id><published>2006-07-18T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:02:20.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow ... Been a long time</title><content type='html'>Yikes...someone hasn't updated her blog in a while...hmmmm who could that be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...mea culpa mea culpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...ignentia interna et amo eterna vinci meam erant  (Ok, that may not make any damned sense...I'm going from memory here people and my latin is very rusty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I'm very happy!  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Z man and I are great.  I enjoy every last minute with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went to see Heart...was a good show...jeliz was there...with some other friends of hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed walking to the car in the rain...I love a good summer rain coming down...especially when it's been so hot and muggy...could walk in a thunderstorm for hours...used to do that with a good friend of mine...wonder if she misses the walks in storms as much as me...hmmm gonna have to ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, that's about all that's up with me...gotta see if I can get one more permit to register before I take the GRE.  Haven't had the extra cashola to take that damned test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-115324029076143561?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115324029076143561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=115324029076143561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115324029076143561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115324029076143561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/wow-been-long-time.html' title='Wow ... Been a long time'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-115074159426696568</id><published>2006-06-19T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T14:26:34.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My declaration!</title><content type='html'>I have now written two pages.  Two I tell you all.  Two pages, and they are wonderful pages.  I have written them to perfection.  They flow.  They're beautiful.  They will continue to be perfect until tonight when I re-read them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look and say...who the hell will read this crap?  It's a sophomoric effort at best.  You think someone would buy this!?!?!  are you nuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the time being I'm declaring them perfect pages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this weekend was ok.  Got to spend some time with the Z man on Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an offer to take some nude pics of someone on Saturday. (No not Z man, and no I didn't take the pictures, and NO I didn't want to...and it's seriously hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today, if I see my co-worker's thong again, I think I'm going to have to tell her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-115074159426696568?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115074159426696568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=115074159426696568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115074159426696568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115074159426696568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-declaration.html' title='My declaration!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-115008135118877685</id><published>2006-06-11T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T23:02:31.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a very enjoyable weekend.</title><content type='html'>Even though I did much cooking.  Even though I did much cleaning.  I had a absolutely enjoyable weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very happy Z man and I are back together.  I look forward to spending time with him.  Out and about or home on the couch...doesn't really matter.  I just feel comfortable.  I don't feel like I have to be someone I'm not, I'm me and that's fine.  He's himself, and that's great! ;)  We both can be goofballs, but we keep each other smiling.  Isn't that the whole point?  It's funny how alike we are.  Yet definitely different.  With him, I feel home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And feeling relaxed, totally and completely relaxed.  I love that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was our out and about night.  Went to dinner and met a couple of his friends. Then we went to see a band "Otto Vector" they were ok.  The one after them, "Breathing Under Water" were...interesting...the breakdancing asians that were on stage during their first song were something to watch.  The lead singer reminded me of a bleach blonde combination of Mick Jagger and Chris Robinson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though of all the things that happened this weekend, falling asleep in Z man's arms, that's the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-115008135118877685?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115008135118877685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=115008135118877685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115008135118877685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/115008135118877685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-very-enjoyable-weekend.html' title='What a very enjoyable weekend.'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114917543612865181</id><published>2006-06-01T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:23:56.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't written much but..</title><content type='html'>I just have to say that right now I'm having such an absolutely awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reuniting with the Z-man has been the greatest experience. There's definitely something to be said about being friends.  Things are definitely so much stronger than they were previously.  It is like I feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that he's cut loose a little and has been goofy with me too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up my meeting for Preschool next Friday.  Also going to have my crown put back on my tooth same morning.  I'm so excited...and scared.  Kid Galahad is a smart kid, but so very kinetic.  I hope that the preschool thing is a good experience and maybe calms him down a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114917543612865181?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114917543612865181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114917543612865181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114917543612865181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114917543612865181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/06/havent-written-much-but.html' title='Haven&apos;t written much but..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114909534809581982</id><published>2006-05-31T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:09:08.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Fuck??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com/article/20060526/D8HRHBJ80.html"&gt;Too short to do time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about this case from "The Original Musings" website.  Because this man is of small stature he got 10 years probation instead of 10 years prison time.  BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if he was 4 ft 5 in and weighed 70 lbs, he did the crime, he should do the time.  I really feel the judge is nutty in this case.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone really needs to do something about this case.  What's next?  I can't go to prison because I'm too pretty...oh wait wasn't that attempted in one of the teacher/student sex scandals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...I'm off to get some cough suppressing drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114909534809581982?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114909534809581982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114909534809581982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114909534809581982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114909534809581982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-fuck.html' title='What the Fuck??'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114831371353595891</id><published>2006-05-22T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:01:53.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...anything exciting going on?</title><content type='html'>Well.  Miss America's Spring season is winding down.  Only have one more practice/scrimmage left on Wednesday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice lunch with Z man on Friday.  Though the park was a little cold, it was very nice. ;)  Imagery will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally delving into Ulysses.  It'll be quite an adventure, being that I have just finished chapter one...yikes why did I want to read that book this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real big plans for the upcoming long weekend.  Probably will be a good time to relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114831371353595891?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114831371353595891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114831371353595891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114831371353595891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114831371353595891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmmmmanything-exciting-going-on.html' title='Hmmmm...anything exciting going on?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114770616827721428</id><published>2006-05-15T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T11:20:39.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew...what a weekend</title><content type='html'>Friday - Avenged Seven Fold, Coheed and Cambria and Eighteen Visions.  Whoa.  I felt like OLD.  Got involved in some moshing, inadvertantly.  Was fun though.  I'll include a couple pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/A7X8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/A7X8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/CC3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/CC3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/A7X2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/BLUEeyedBanshee/A7X2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - went out with the Z man.  ;)  Saw Thomas Dolby.  Me, in my infinite wisdom, volunteered to bring my camera.  Not thinking that the night before I took numerous photos and videos and I should charge my battery.  So ummmm no Thomas Dolby pictures because I'm a bonehead.  Still had a great time with him though.  It's funny.  It's really nothing new, but it is so new.  Went and sang some karaoke afterwards.  Was nice to see some people I haven't seen in a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Mother's day.  My parents actually found what my son kept saying he wanted to get for me.  A golden leaf.  Actually 2 golden leaves.  They found a pair of gold earrings that are leaf shaped. I thought it was neat and I love them.  Also a new plant for my office from Miss America. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we're back to Monday.  *sigh*  The Dean's back and I'm running like mad! ;)  Good thing that I can take a few breaks here and there and think back over the last few hectic days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and I was supposed to say the whole me feeling comfortable with Z man...yeah he feels the same with me. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114770616827721428?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114770616827721428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114770616827721428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114770616827721428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114770616827721428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/whewwhat-weekend.html' title='Whew...what a weekend'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114745120854610567</id><published>2006-05-12T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:26:48.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's been going on?</title><content type='html'>Well...class is over but I'm still a bit busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dean's office is interesting...I'm back to doing some HR stuff today which is nice to be back in familiar territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of familiar territory...I've found out that isn't just nice at work ya know?  Sometimes, within other relationships it's comforting too...well at least this time...a break is what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was hurt...I was hurtful too...but after all was said and done I still kept in contact and remained friends with this person I'm being so cryptic about.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be too sappy, but he's comfortable.  I can be me...completely me...unguarded and goofy. He understands my stream of consciousness conversation skills.  We laugh.  And the times when he holds me...I feel myself melt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen this time around?  I'm not sure.  But I'm willing to go along for the ride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was Miss America's honors night.  She got the Social Studies award.  Was a nice night, though Kid Galahad got a bit too loud a few times playing with my little cousin who was there with her sister and mother.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to see Avenged Sevenfold with Coheed and Cambria, with Miss America.  Tomorrow I'm going with above mentioned person to see Thomas Dolby.  ;)  Then Sunday's Mothers's Day...don't know what I'm doing for that yet. ;)  Going to get my mother's lunch right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya'll later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114745120854610567?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114745120854610567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114745120854610567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114745120854610567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114745120854610567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/whats-been-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s been going on?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114686151120262433</id><published>2006-05-05T16:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T16:38:31.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Already??</title><content type='html'>Holy Crapola this week done flew right by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so ready for the weekend.  Have some major spring cleaning to do, as well as some fun planned for Sunday Evening.  ;)  Sunday afternoon supposed to be a hockey game, not sure if Miss America will be ready to skate after the twist she did at school...but even if not she'll go and sit on the bench in jersey and helmet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are doing well and have a great weekend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and stay tuned, I may be getting back to some writing, the fun writing stuff...not academic writing.  Been readin some Lovecraft, so there may be some of his influence now....who knows...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114686151120262433?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114686151120262433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114686151120262433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114686151120262433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114686151120262433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-already_05.html' title='Weekend Already??'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114666875777523315</id><published>2006-05-03T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T11:05:57.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Week Update</title><content type='html'>Weekend was wonderful.  :D  Had an absolutely fabulous fantastic phenomenal night on Saturday.  Definitely was something I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's game wasn't so fantabulous...Miss America's team lost 6-0.  Not fun.  It's been a long while since she's seen a loss like that.  And there really was no reason for it.  When we face that team again hopefully we'll have a full bench and the coaches will be paying attention when the run the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday started the new position.  New boss wasn't it so it was a good day to just sort through and get acclimated.  Also was able to acclimate the temp in my old position.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - first day in new position with boss in the office.  I swear that woman is part tazmanian devil.  She's great though, just very kinetic.  Makes the time fly by.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America's team won on Tuesday 6-1...and tonight play the same team.  However, they are going to be short quite a few players sooo...our coach is going to loan him a few of our players so they can continue as schedule.  I'm' not sure how this will count as a game...Doesn't seem like it should, but who knows Spring league is weird anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm going to start writing some fiction, maybe even pick up on what I've worked on and never finished.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll are having a great week so far! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114666875777523315?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114666875777523315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114666875777523315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114666875777523315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114666875777523315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/05/mid-week-update.html' title='Mid-Week Update'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114625067020776983</id><published>2006-04-28T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:58:19.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Weekend...How I look forward to thee</title><content type='html'>After events that transpired yesterday, my suspicions have been confirmed.  Guy who I met in Eastern Market is MARRIED.  I knew he was married, but he denied it.  Even brought up that he had an ex-wife when we first met.  She's not an ex-wife.  Damn lying people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But better news...going out for a night of fun and revelry with a good friend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Monday starts the new job!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just started reading "Odd Thomas" by Dean Koontz.  Figure I'll tackle something light before I begin "House of Leaves" or "Ulysses"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114625067020776983?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114625067020776983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114625067020776983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114625067020776983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114625067020776983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-weekendhow-i-look-forward-to-thee.html' title='Oh the Weekend...How I look forward to thee'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114562651094152042</id><published>2006-04-21T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T09:36:22.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week of seclusion!</title><content type='html'>This will be my last weekend for a few months where I will not be out having fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell who am I kidding.  I'll write and get the number of pages I need.  Then if the weather is nice I'll have to see if I can take Miss America to the tennis courts and Kid Galahad can be the ball boy again.  We'll take his racquet with us too so that he can have fun besides chasing the balls that get hit in far away spots. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little yellow balls need the fuzz beat off of them...really they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urban legend/cannibalism/orientalism/blood libel paper will be turned in on Monday and I'm sure it'll be good.  Here's a brief outline, in case anyone's interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.  Introduction: Talk of the internet, urban legends, some societal impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.  Urban Legend:  Taiwan restaurants serving roasted and barbecued human fetus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III.  Actual origins of pictures surrounding urban legend:  So called artist Zhu Yu (sick sick bastard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV.  Discussion of orientalism as pertaining to Zhu Yu slowly leading into other examples of orientalizing a culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.  Blood Libel:  The orientalizing folktale for the Jews.  Accusations of sacrificing Christians (in many cases children) and either using blood to mark their doors for Passover, using blood to make matza, or in the case I used for consecrated bread. (The Jews have no consecrated bread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI.  The Jews exhibiting themselves at the world's fair: Helped to normalize them, incorporate them into cultures and make them more acceptable.  Dispelled some myths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII.  Back to Zhu Yu:  his exhibits further "other" himself, and cast a negative light on his culture.  Instead of dispelling myths, he's causing the creation of new ones and they are definitely not positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIII.  Conclusion:  Again redressing the Urban legend, some blood libel, Zhu Yu and just summarizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.  And if anyone wants to find out more about Zhu Yu, not just his "Eating People" display, where he does in fact prepare, roast and eat a stillborn baby he bought from some hospital.  But also his "Pocket Theology" piece where he buys a human arm, suspends it from a meathook in the middle of a room, has a rope in the hand and the rope (a really long one) spread all over the floor, so visitors have to stand on it to view the arm, which stayed in the room for over a month, rotting and "bringing forth new life."  just contact me I'll show you where to find this crap on this nutcase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114562651094152042?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114562651094152042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114562651094152042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114562651094152042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114562651094152042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-more-week-of-seclusion.html' title='One more week of seclusion!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114546039963177529</id><published>2006-04-19T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:26:39.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot...I do have one of these don't I?</title><content type='html'>I'm slowly emerging into the world of the living.  Though I have a ton of work to do still.  Lots of writing before Monday to complete.  Hell lots of writing to complete before tonight's class. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get the promotion position here! yay!  go me!  :D  It'll be doing some of the stuff I've done before, but I'll have the power of the Dean on my side.  Also, I have people reporting to me. woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My paper is gross gross gross.  Grosser and grosser every day.  All I've got to say about it is that what this crazy Chinese guy thinks art is, is not what I think art is...ewwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that next weekend I need to go out and have fun.  As long as Miss America doesn't have a hockey game I'll be in the clear.  Hmmmm...maybe the kiddos will wanna spend the night with granny. ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well for now back to writing, I'm sure I'll get back to regular posting some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Miss America scored the first goal of the game first game of the Spring season and their team won 6-2!!!  Her confidence is back, and she's for sure back in the game! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114546039963177529?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114546039963177529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114546039963177529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114546039963177529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114546039963177529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-forgoti-do-have-one-of-these-dont-i.html' title='I forgot...I do have one of these don&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114424884331835432</id><published>2006-04-05T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:54:03.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Well I have the lowest seniority of those who applied for the possible promotion position.  Should be interviewed soon.  If I don't get it I'll be fine anyway.  I'll get to keep working with students and get my fancy schmancy laptop and start creating my powerpoint presentation for recruitment events. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever will be will be right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114424884331835432?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114424884331835432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114424884331835432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114424884331835432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114424884331835432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/04/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114291852650138958</id><published>2006-03-21T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T08:38:54.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real quick happy note</title><content type='html'>Happy note = got my project approved.  Started on my outline, will do my work in progress presentation on Wednesday!  Also, possibility of a promtion on the table! :D  Things are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still Happy Miss America's team are State Champs!  Spring league is starting up on Saturday!  woohoo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114291852650138958?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114291852650138958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114291852650138958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114291852650138958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114291852650138958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/real-quick-happy-note.html' title='Real quick happy note'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114234831116509206</id><published>2006-03-14T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T09:58:31.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a long time..</title><content type='html'>But I had to post an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America's team are the State Champions!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  Been busy with class and life and all that! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114234831116509206?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114234831116509206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114234831116509206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114234831116509206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114234831116509206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/been-long-time.html' title='Been a long time..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114079254197422617</id><published>2006-02-24T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:49:02.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. Head.</title><content type='html'>Ok...please someone remind me...that I'm not a youngster anymore.  Oh and why is there a dragon taking up residence in my stomach, and he's demanding coke.  I'm obliging.  Brother took me out for drinks last night...it was fun but now I'm paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just signed up for my work in progress report for my class.  I'll do it on the 22nd of March.  Should be good.  I think I'll have rounded up enough information and have enough started to make some kind of presentation by then.  Also it'll give me a chance to hear some others before I do it and can model after them...I'm still nervous about this graduate school business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.  I'm going to be writing my personal statement this weekend and cleaning up my writing sample. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America has a game in Grand Rapids on Sunday, so I'm rescheduling the Mega 80's concert.  Can't go out and have fun on Saturday and get up early and drive on Sunday without difficulty.  So difficulty will be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Grand Rapids...it'll be a rough game, those girls do not play fair.  A pretty physical team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, going off in search of more coke!  Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114079254197422617?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114079254197422617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114079254197422617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114079254197422617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114079254197422617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-head.html' title='Oh. My. Head.'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114061919646135636</id><published>2006-02-22T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:39:56.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate deleting comments..</title><content type='html'>But I feel I had to.  If I could have just deleted the parts where he attacked my daughter's abilities as a hockey player I would have left it up.  Problem is I couldn't.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it just further proved to me just how ignorant Big D was.  Also, further illustrated why I can't even be friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may say I'm the "academic liberal" version of Archie Bunker.  At least I have some kind of academic background to back me up.  As for arguments with him regarding issues, and me resorting to raising decibels rather than points.  Maybe I could have raised a point if he would have allowed for that to happen.  But he didn't instead he much preferred to hear the sound of his own voice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Whatever.  Life goes on, and I guess this experience just goes to show me that hard core Republicans, even those trying to sell themselves as Libertarians, are not the people for me to be involved with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you read his comment at all, and the part about me saying his hobby comes before his health.  The reference has nothing to do with his bouts with the flu, rather, with his lack of keeping up the equipment to help him with the sleep apnea he has.  Maybe if he did that and had a decent night's sleep his own insanity would subside.  Wait...nah...that would never happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114061919646135636?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114061919646135636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114061919646135636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114061919646135636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114061919646135636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-deleting-comments.html' title='I hate deleting comments..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114054306714449631</id><published>2006-02-21T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:05:48.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so much better</title><content type='html'>Ok, now that I had my last little rant about hindsight...I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if anyone wants to check out some live recording of Lennon you should check out Zaldor's World.  &lt;a href="http://www.zaldor.com"&gt;Zaldor's World&lt;/a&gt;  His podcast interview with Lennon is nice and the live song rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America is almost done with Grade 1 for guitar.  She's also been invited to test for Honor's English.  I'm so proud of her.  Though she did get into a bit of trouble yesterday.  She'll learn her lesson on this one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is orientation for HS.  I'm so scared and happy at the same time about this one.  Can't believe how old she is...seems like yesterday she was in her walker mimicking Beavis and Butthead.  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is the big 32.  Oh My God.  But hey, it'll be cool. Weekend of concert and bar fun will be great!  Forgot I have to wake up to be in Grand Rapids the next day.  But still will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on collecting data for the big paper in my class.  Who knew there'd be tons of data on internet culture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114054306714449631?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114054306714449631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114054306714449631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114054306714449631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114054306714449631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-so-much-better.html' title='Feeling so much better'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114053634021867720</id><published>2006-02-21T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:39:00.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it hindsight that's 20/20?</title><content type='html'>Seriously?  Why is it that hindhsight is 20/20? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes if you've been reading me then you know this is all about last week's breakup.  But seriously?  Why didn't I run the first time I heard that he would never play euchre because he related it to people he didn't like?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I run when I learned that he had done things in the past that I didn't approve of?  I mean I know from past experience, people who are free to experiment with chemicals are not the people I want to be around?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I just stop talking to him the first time that we (or at least I thought we were) horsing around and he hurt me to the point I thought I would need a return trip to the hospital?  (not the second time but the first time, the second time should have been enough but that just made me stop any horseplay with him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I put my foot down sooner about the type of things he said in front of Miss America?  Why did I write it off to him not being around a lot of teenage girls and having a different sense of humor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know, because I was too close.  Because I liked him.  Because he made me laugh and made me feel secure (as long as it didn't involve horseplay with him)  Oh well...I'll chalk it up to another live and learn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I have my own problems and quirks and nuttiness.  I am up front about that.  I have always been.  But when I say I'm open minded, that doesn't mean that I cut down everyone's opinions.  That's not open minded.  I also would never tell someone who had studied an instrument for 13 + years to never play that instrument in front of me because I have such a "good ear" for music that only a "true professional" can play for me.  Whatever.  Play an instrument.  Please?  I'd love to see you and your wonderful ear for music do it.  Oh?  You can't?  Then please feel free to shut the fuck up!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, while I'm getting everything out.  I should have known the first time he was offended about me worrying about him that he was off somewhere.  I've talked to many friends of mine, many male friends.  And while yes sometimes it can be annoying if the worry is unfounded.  But when someone has a job that can be dangerous, it's understandable if worry is there.  I'm sorry but I should have never wasted my time caring about him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd be upset for a lot longer.  But, I'm not.  I guess he was right.  It wouldn't take long for me to be over him.  I am.  Life is too short to worry about someone who spends more time and money on a hobby than his health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114053634021867720?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114053634021867720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114053634021867720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114053634021867720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114053634021867720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-is-it-hindsight-thats-2020.html' title='Why is it hindsight that&apos;s 20/20?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114044683360493801</id><published>2006-02-20T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T09:47:13.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishys Fishys how I love you!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so barring the disaster that was Sunday when I looked at my fishys to find them all dead because I didn't pause my fish tycoon game...I love my fishys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also discovered the Magical Fish of Health.  I was worried about those little guys though because when they're babies before they can be identified, their health goes way down so I isolated them in my selling tank till they grew up.  I'm keeping one magical fishy and selling the others.  Being that I can get $79 for each one you bet your sweet butt I'm selling those puppies.  I need more crap for my fishys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the concert on Friday was fun.  The first chick that played, (so can not remember her name) she was good.  But MAN did she make some messed up faces.  The first time I actually saw her face I wondered if there was something wrong with her, like she had a stroke or was deformed or something.  But when she was just talking and not singing, she was kind of a pretty girl. Yikes...I'm never saying that Jessica Simpson looks funny when she sings again.  No one and I mean no one could look as messed up as this chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lennon came on stage.  She was great.  I really really enjoyed seeing her and will be watching for her return in May when it'll be a rock show and now accoustic.  Miss America enjoyed it too.  Though I was nervous because she was talking to people I didn't know and these people thought she was around 17 or 18.  I'm sooo not ready for my baby to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this Shannon chick took the stage.  Let me tell you, I like her.  Shannon Curfman (sp?) I think her name is, I'll be looking for her.  I like the way she sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice to see an old friend again.  :)  All in all in was a good night.  There was good music and I didn't wake up with the hacking I usually do when in a smoky room so that was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Miss America's team scrimmaged one of the lower teams.  They had a girl in net that usually doesn't play goalie, three of the defensemen playing forward at certain points and the goalie skating out as defense as well as forward.  They tied the team 3-3.  It made for an amusing game.  The girls had fun and that's all that mattered! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for the week to start.  WOOHOO!  Also, Wednesday I won't be in class, rather I'll be at orientation for freshmen for my daughter.  I'm sooo nervous.  I don't want to think about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114044683360493801?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114044683360493801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114044683360493801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114044683360493801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114044683360493801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/fishys-fishys-how-i-love-you.html' title='Fishys Fishys how I love you!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114019251981982244</id><published>2006-02-17T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:50:13.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=bizarre&amp;id=3908641"&gt;Sheep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty...I mean wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do think he should be on the sex offenders list.  However, what's the code for that eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight going to see Lennon Murphy with Miss America and some friends.  Should be fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114019251981982244?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114019251981982244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114019251981982244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114019251981982244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114019251981982244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/poor-sheep.html' title='Poor Sheep'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-114002657125853725</id><published>2006-02-15T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:51:24.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, feeling better now</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, I guess my meditation and zyrtec coma and throwing myself into my class have made me feel better about the whole Big D situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing my first response paper today and heading to lunch in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made plans for Friday, taking Miss America to a concert. Should be fun.  I love Lennon Murphy, hopefully she's awesome live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also made plans with a good friend for lunch on my bday next week and then a night of debauchery on the following Saturday.  WOOHOOO!  Mega-80's and alcohol!  What could be a better birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to sit around a mope.  I mean I know deep down I still miss him and care about him, but if he can't deal with an occasional burst of anger and frustration. I guess we really aren't compatible.  This has been a really stressful time for me and I was pretty much on the verge of losing it for a while.  When I finally lost it, it was a misdirection, but hey, I'm sorry.  What else can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well off to lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-114002657125853725?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114002657125853725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=114002657125853725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114002657125853725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/114002657125853725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-feeling-better-now.html' title='Ok, feeling better now'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113993558228775067</id><published>2006-02-14T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:52:10.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus...Focus...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know that all the crap in my personal life is going to effect everything else, but I have to take this route for a bit.  I'm going to post about some news crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naebunny.net/~mommylemur/archives/2006/02/grab_the_kleene.html#comments"&gt;Original Musings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate over at Original Musings posted about this piece of shit who only got 7 years for her abuse.  Remember the woman who starved her 4 adopted sons almost to death?  yeah her, you can read about her more here too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.courierpostonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060211/NEWS01/602110344/1006"&gt;Courier Post Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She not only starved them but beat them and forced them to read the Bible telling them that they were evil and had devils inside them.  All this ruining the psyche of these 4 boys and she gets 7 years?  What the hell is wrong here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit irritated about that.  Where is the justice?  I'm glad these boys are doing much better now, but that woman did not get what she deserved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113993558228775067?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113993558228775067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113993558228775067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113993558228775067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113993558228775067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/focusfocus.html' title='Focus...Focus...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113959958354129011</id><published>2006-02-10T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:56:06.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looonnngggg  Morning....</title><content type='html'>This was without a doubt the longest morning in the history of mornings.  I got up at 5:00  yes you read that right 5:00 which wouldn't be all that bad if I would have gone to sleep at a decent hour.  But NOOOO Lizard Queen go to bed at a decent hour?  When would that happen?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...woke up to find out that I was not going to have the sitter I thought I would for Kid Galahad.  My mother was up since 3:30 with a headache that wasn't going away....GREAT...I started feeling like I should bang my sleepy head against the wall at that moment.  If I would have known then what I know now, I should have done that and knocked myself senseless...lol  Eventually her headache subsided and I made it to work around 9:30 just an hour later than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fun begins.  10:00 meeting to discuss some changes and additions that we need done for the Doctoral and Master's program within systems. It's boring as hell I tell ya.  Believe me.  That only lasted about an hour.  But will be revisited again I can be assured.  Then at 11:00 I had the meeting that never ended.  I'm working with the Doctoral contact person to create a table for Doctoral advisors.  Kinda like a timeline and what is expected of them as advisors.  FUN STUFF.  That ended at 1:00  at 1:00 I wanted to beat my head against the wall in order to stop the numb feeling in my head.  Instead I went across the street for fish and chips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on my way there I hurt my stinking foot going down the stairs.  A horrid stabbing pain.  But I was ok...I think...I'm walking if that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was good, except for the part where the tooth that's been bothering me since my bout with blood thinners decided to crack in half.  Going Monday to get the rest pulled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all for me and my Morning from Hell.  Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113959958354129011?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113959958354129011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113959958354129011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113959958354129011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113959958354129011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/looonnngggg-morning.html' title='Looonnngggg  Morning....'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113923761186305001</id><published>2006-02-06T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T08:56:54.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Superbowl...ehhh  whatevery.  I didn't even watch the commercials this year.  I watched some of the pre-game stuff to see how the D was lookin' to the world.  I also saw the half time show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are they going to let Keith Richards know that he is dead?  Mean really.  Are his groupies considered necrophiliacs?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I had to take Kid Galahad to the Docs.  Diagnosis: Croup.  Not the one they immunize against, just some other viral form.  They took a strep culture...and guess what!  Yep.  He has Strep too.  YUCK.  Poor baby, I feel sorry for him.  I hate when he's sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America's team tied the first game of their play offs.  The team they played is the first place team in the league at the end of regular season play.  Maybe they'll do well in the playoffs, which would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long conversation with Big D last night.  Which is nice, I'm glad I can talk to him.  I just wish he didn't want to play footsie's with my grandmother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113923761186305001?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113923761186305001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113923761186305001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113923761186305001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113923761186305001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113873227385531839</id><published>2006-01-31T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T19:46:48.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody doesn't know what they're talking about</title><content type='html'>Got this in an email from a good friend of mine.  I didn't include the photos because they are too much trouble to insert.  But had to share the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE said... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby . &lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "Normal," is history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct . &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never took a three-year-old shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said being a mother is boring ...... &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said if you're a "good" mother, your child will "turn out good." &lt;br /&gt;Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their voices . &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never helped a fourth grader with her math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you can't love the fifth child as much as you love the first. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't have five children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books . &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery ..... &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten...or...on a plane headed for military "boot camp." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back ....... &lt;br /&gt;somebody never organized four giggling Brownies to sell cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married .... Somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in -law to a mother's heartstrings . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home .    &lt;br /&gt;Somebody never had grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her ........ Somebody isn't a mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this along to all the "mothers" in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have a Blessed Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113873227385531839?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113873227385531839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113873227385531839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113873227385531839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113873227385531839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/somebody-doesnt-know-what-theyre.html' title='Somebody doesn&apos;t know what they&apos;re talking about'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113837276270244642</id><published>2006-01-27T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:39:22.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back into the Heart of Darkness</title><content type='html'>So I think I'm prepared to write my first commentary for my class.  We have 3 that we have to write during the semester...whenever we want to write them.  I know me, I need to do those stinking things early, I'll need time to write my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the paper.  I'm thinking about my topic.  I have to tie it into the theme of the seminar, but I still want to do something with the internet and urban legends.  I strongly feel that this is the place of modern folklore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that there is definitely a culture within the internet, and there is where I must begin my research.  There definitely have to be some papers in psychology or even anthropology about the internet culture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking that this, I'm also thinking of the bigger picture.  The bigger picture is my eventual master's thesis.  I'd love to do something, I mean really do something.  I've thought that it'd be awesome to start my own urban legend and see how fast it takes to get back to me, where it comes from and some how find out how far it ends up going.  Information these days just speeds around, I'd love to see how fast it spreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what I was originally talking about.  My commentary on The Heart of Darkness, I do see some racist aspects in the book.  However, there is definitely a change that Marlowe undergoes.  Does he become less racist?  I'm not sure.  However what I am sure about, he views people differently.  He views people by what they are able to do.  He also seems to harbor a lot of resentment and disdain for his own people.  They aren't useful to him.  At least the natives served a purpose.  He even seemed to have less repulsion toward the cannibals than he did toward a treasure hunting expedition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to read Achebe's article about racism in The Heart of Darkness. Then I'll write my own, on whether or not I agree with Achebe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113837276270244642?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113837276270244642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113837276270244642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113837276270244642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113837276270244642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-into-heart-of-darkness_27.html' title='Back into the Heart of Darkness'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113777739286502381</id><published>2006-01-20T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:16:32.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And your flavor is?</title><content type='html'>May just have to try that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Blueberry Martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/blueberry-martini.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a eclectic drink - liking to change drinks and venues often.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the first of your friends to find a cool new dive bar or cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never: Drink mystery drinks strangers hand you. Unless you want to wind up in foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal party: Is mobile, hopping from party to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking soulmates: Those with an Orange Martini personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking rivals:  Those with a Chocolate Martini personality.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Martini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113777739286502381?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113777739286502381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113777739286502381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113777739286502381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113777739286502381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-your-flavor-is.html' title='And your flavor is?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113777676787424040</id><published>2006-01-20T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:06:07.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of Darkness</title><content type='html'>Much time has passed since I've read Heart of Darkness by Conrad.  I remember that I kind of liked it.  Now I'm re-reading it for my class.  This week we'll discuss part of it.  Next week the rest and view some of Apocalypse Now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also reading a chapter from James Clifford's Predicament of Culture.  This particular chapter is pretty much comparing Conrad to Malinowski.  Both are originally from Poland.  While Conrad developed into an author of fiction, Malinowski was an ethnographer.  However, it seems there is much similarity between the two.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there is much reading to do in this course, she has it set up very well.  The readings compliment each other very well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really enjoying the work, but I'm still feeling a bit fraudulent.  I've filled out and mailed in my GRE form.  So once I actually take that maybe I'll feel a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America has a game today at 2:30 I won't be there but my father's taking her.  I hate that I'm missing it, but I'm sure they're going to do well! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is part of the tournament this weekend.  We have 2 games tomorrow and then possibly 2 on Sunday.  Depending on how we do.  I'm thinking we'll have one on Sunday for sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for me now, If I don't make it back I hope ya'll have a good weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113777676787424040?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113777676787424040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113777676787424040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113777676787424040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113777676787424040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/heart-of-darkness.html' title='The Heart of Darkness'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113768058871173911</id><published>2006-01-19T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T09:04:11.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraud.</title><content type='html'>I feel like a fraud.  I feel like I don't belong in Master's courses yet.  Maybe I will feel different in the next few weeks.  However, for the time being, fraud is the feeling I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also keep feeling like I'll be found out for being a fraud. I'm truly not a fraud, but I feel like that.  The stinkin' little voice in my head keeps saying I don't belong yet.  I haven't taken or passed the GRE, why do I think I will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find that I'm uneasy that faculty members are telling folks that I'm the "go-to" person here in the college.  I know quite a bit.  I'm comfortable helping.  I'm just uncomfortable that people view me like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an 11:00 meeting with one of my bosses today.  I didn't finish one of the items on my list from our last meeting before the break.  So I'll be finishing that up.  I'm always feeling like something else gets in the way.  More often than not, that something is myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can be confident.  Most of the time I am.  I also know that I can doubt myself pretty damn well too.  That's where I am today.  I also have a bit of a head cold and am tired from being in class till 9:00 last night.  That doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and drama...I hate drama.  I hate it so much that when the drama comes out in Miss America I want to hide under a large rock till it passes.  This morning the drama happened.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What caused the drama to happen, whatever could it be?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to help her straighten her hair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror of horrors!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dare I have to leave for work so I'm not late.  How can I be so horrible?  I need to drop everything in the world and focus on the back of Miss America's hair.  We all know that the safety of the world and all that is sacred is hanging in the balance because her hair needs to be perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that at one time in my life I too was a moody teenager.  I know that at times I could be a drama queen.  However, I swear, the drama is horrible. I'm so glad Kid Galahad is a boy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty ya'll that's it for now, time to finish 2 letters before my meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113768058871173911?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113768058871173911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113768058871173911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113768058871173911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113768058871173911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/fraud.html' title='Fraud.'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113759499174846898</id><published>2006-01-18T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:36:31.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...now I've slept on it...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I may not change sitters just yet.  I had it settled before that I would have the current sitter stay the same until June when Miss America is done with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's out of school, she's going to babysit...on the days that a sitter is needed.  She's done it a few times before, for a few hours at a time, and she does a great job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm thinking I may just keep him where is his till June.  Then come June, she's gone, also, he'll be starting pre-school in September.  So it should make for a clean break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick...stinkin weather that can't make up it's mind is playing hell on my sinuses.  I have massive meetings today and well, frankly, I don't feel like going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow is falling and it's really really pretty.  So that's something I can smile about! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never known that there are so many ethnographic schools of thought.  I think I'm more of the Malinowskian school.  I'm not sure though, Boas and Griale are interesting as well, and I think I've applied some of their findings in the interviews and projects I've done.  Maybe I'm a hybrid.  Or maybe ethography itself is now a hybrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, preparing for the long ass meeting!!! UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113759499174846898?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113759499174846898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113759499174846898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113759499174846898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113759499174846898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/oknow-ive-slept-on-it.html' title='Ok...now I&apos;ve slept on it...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113751365188093702</id><published>2006-01-17T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T09:06:40.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did My Duty...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited a few hours before typing this post.  Ya see, had I typed this post a few hours ago, the anger would be much stronger and there would be more fucks than you could throw a stick at. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first the angry news, then I'll end on a lighter note, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I told my Aunt who baby sit's Kid Galahad, that we wouldn't see her until Tuesday, this was last Tuesday, so she had a week off.  I distinctly remember this conversation because she questioned me.  She asked what was going on Wednesday, I told her class.  Also, Thursday was her day off anyway and Friday, we were heading out to the tournament.  Because I work for a University, we had Monday off for MLK day.  Therefore she wouldn't have to baby sit till Tuesday (today) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She saw my father on Thursday at a local restaurant and asked him what time she would be watching Kid Galahad on Friday.  He told her, you aren't watching him Friday.  She said she was unaware of that.  I called her and left her a message, telling her to call me if she has any questions, and that it was already discussed that she wasn't watching him till Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I called to verify that she would be home to watch him (there have been a time or two after a long period off that she has some dire situation where she can't watch him) She was all happy like and said yes she's home and she'll see me in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I get to her house, she opens the door and says, I'm glad I saw your dad on Thursday or I'd have been pissed.  I said, you knew on Tuesday that you had a week off.  She protested and said that she knew about Monday but wasn't aware of Friday.  If she hadn't questioned me so much on Tuesday I may have chalked it up to my own forgetfulness.  But, that I didn't do because I know for a fact that she questioned me extensively about the time off.  I was beyond pissed.  I stated to her that, I was right there in the street putting Kid Galahad when she put me through the third degree about the time off.  I clearly remember stating that she would not have him until Tuesday.  Also, she seemed to understand then.  She clammed up and didn't say much more.  I was fuming.  There have been so many times that I have tried to change sitters, only to have them guilted out of it by my grandmother.  She says that my Aunt need the income.  Well, much to my grandmother's chagrin, I am not going to contact the members of my family who have offered to take this job over if I became tired of the crap from my Aunt.  Nope, I'm calling other sources today.  Hopefully I'll be able to tell her that this is her last week to watch him period.  I can't take any more of her questioning.  I can't take anymore of my son crying about going there because she's on the phone all day and he can't talk.  I'm done. Done. Done.  Now I pray I can find someone else that can start next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I waited to type that.  Much better than having a whole string of obscenities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was nice.  The girls won another tournament.  :D Out of 4 games only 1 goal was scored on them.  The goalie had 3 shut outs.  It was nice.  The tournament this coming weekend will be much more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D was there, this was nice too.  I think he enjoyed himself for the most part.  Lots of running to the rink, and then relaxing in between.  Mini D came on Saturday night.  This was after the girls had kidnapped Kid Galahad a few times (one time returning him with make-up on)  When the returned to kidnap him again and Mini D was there, he could have joined them, but he wasn't dressed for the occasion of running around a hotel.  Also, Miss America wasn't there during this kidnapping.  It was just other team mates.  They like kidnapping him because he does whatever they want him to do if it makes them laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a relaxing day.  Didn't do much of anything except read and take notes for class.  I'm nervous about class still.  Even though I'll love it, part of me is nervous because I keep thinking that I'm going to fail or something.  Or like I don't really belong.  I'm sure this'll wear off soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113751365188093702?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113751365188093702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113751365188093702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113751365188093702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113751365188093702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/did-my-duty.html' title='Did My Duty...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113709919841044551</id><published>2006-01-12T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T15:53:18.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before a tourney I will go...some stuff on my mind...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night's class was cool. Very cool. I already knew one classmate, she's awesome, much more laid back than I am and totally smart! I also met a pretty cool guy too.  He seems pretty smart, and is finishing his Master's and going to head on for his Ph.D. in cultural studies.  Did I mention the chica I know in there is a Ph.D. student.  Here I am just beginning my Master's buddied up with a current and a very soon to be Ph.D. students...yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and while I'm on the subject.  People suck.  The whole reason I began talking to the guy in my class is because this group of freshman (maybe sophomore) girls gave him a not too nice once over.  He saw it, he looked uncomfortable.  Did I mention he's a big guy?  Yeah, and these little girls obviously didn't approve of his appearance. What the hell?  So of course when he sat 2 seats away from me in the lounge area, I had to strike up a conversation because...what the hell.  Quickly find out he's in my class...he's into fiction writing.  He feels the same way I do about Joseph Conrad and Franz Kafka.  All is right with the world, within a few moments he's smiling and chatting and I hope forgot about the stupid little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also now realize something.  You can definitely tell where one is in their academic career by the way they're dressed.  The Underclassmen, in the Undergraduate program, they're all dressed up cute like.  The Upperclassmen in the Undergraduate program are a little more relaxed.  Then come the Graduate students...you're lucky if they've brushed their hair and actually have decent clothes on.  LOL  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo freakin' excited.  Seriously.  I love my prof.  She was happy to see me and made a point of saying so as I left class. There are 15 people in there.  It should be an interesting seminar.  I started reading before class.  But began with the wrong book.  Did some catch up reading at lunch and will be reading all this weekend when I get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of this weekend...Miss America has another hockey tourney this Weekend.  Big D is going along on this one.  I am soo unbelievably excited about that too.  I love spending time with him, and this is going to be a whole weekend.  Little D will be joining us on Saturday Evening.  It'll be a blast. Just hope the group of girls (ages 12-14) don't wear on anyone's nerves too much.  But they're a good group of girls it should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the tourney, my Mom is stopping to look at a puppy.  Well to pick which female she wants actually.  She has a deposit on one.  :D  I love puppies...it's an Airedale terrier.  We had an Airedale before for 16 years she was a great dog.  I do like the breed even though they smell funny.  It should be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now.  Hopefully it'll be a really good weekend.  Lots of reading to get done! I'm excited and scared all at once!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113709919841044551?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113709919841044551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113709919841044551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113709919841044551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113709919841044551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/before-tourney-i-will-gosome-stuff-on.html' title='Before a tourney I will go...some stuff on my mind...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113683449329553437</id><published>2006-01-09T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:21:33.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like...Wo...</title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stipper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D1970139%2526playListId%253D1970173%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;My Love Is Like ... Wo&lt;/a&gt; by Mya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My love is like...wo&lt;br /&gt;My kiss is like...wo&lt;br /&gt;My touch is like...wo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the full package - and you let everyone know it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113683449329553437?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113683449329553437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113683449329553437' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113683449329553437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113683449329553437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/likewo.html' title='Like...Wo...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113656967737923966</id><published>2006-01-06T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T12:47:57.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought I couldn't get geekier</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Am A:&lt;/b&gt; Neutral Good Elf Ranger Druid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alignment:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neutral Good&lt;/b&gt; characters believe in the power of good above all else. They will work to make the world a better place, and will do whatever is necessary to bring that about, whether it goes for or against whatever is considered 'normal'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Race:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elves&lt;/b&gt; are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently concern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Primary Class:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rangers&lt;/b&gt; are the defenders of nature and the elements. They are in tune with the Earth, and work to keep it safe and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Secondary Class:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Druids&lt;/b&gt; are a special variety of Cleric who serves the Earth, and can call upon the power in the earth to accomplish their goals. They tend to be somewhat fanatical about defending natural settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;Deity:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mielikki&lt;/b&gt; is the Neutral Good goddess of the forest and autumn. She is also known as the Lady of the Forest, and is the Patron of Rangers. Her followers are devoted to nature, and believe in the positive and outreaching elements of it. They use light armor, and a variety of weapons suitable for hunting, which they are quite skilled at. Mielikki's symbol is a unicorn head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Find out &lt;a href='http://neppyman.irulethe.net/dndwho/index.html' target='mt'&gt;What D&amp;amp;D Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=neppyman' target='mt'&gt;&lt;img height='17' border='0' src='http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif' align='absmiddle' width='17'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/neppyman/' target='mt'&gt;NeppyMan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href='mailto:neppyman@yahoo.com'&gt;(e-mail)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff Said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113656967737923966?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113656967737923966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113656967737923966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113656967737923966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113656967737923966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-when-you-thought-i-couldnt-get.html' title='Just when you thought I couldn&apos;t get geekier'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113655782076870563</id><published>2006-01-06T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:30:20.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinkin' Speedin' Ticket...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;Last night, on my travels home from Miss America's hockey practice.  I received a speeding ticket.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I wouldn't be too upset about it.  I am a notorious speeder.  However, this one annoyed me.  Yes I did speed a bit, to go around a person in the center lane who's driving annoyed me.  You know, slow person who likes the brakes and also keeps drifting a big to the right.  I went around said slow person at the same time I noticed the officer merging on to the highway.  I passed slow drifty person and went into the center lane.  I stayed with the flow of traffic and the officer was right behind me.  I maintained my speed (which was about 3 MPH above the speed limit, but it was staying with the flow of traffic damn it)  Lights came on finally and he pulled me over.  Yeah I got the ticket.  He only wrote me up for 5 MPH over.  He says I was actually going 22 MPH over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know when I'm haulin' ass down the highway, when the road is clear and no cops are in sight I go much much faster than that.  I guess this was just the time to be paid back for all my uncaught speeding times eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my frickin' frackin' foot frickin' hurts horridly today.  I'm quite annoyed.  I need to see my doctor next week to get the referral to the orthopaedic guy and take care of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading Salman Rushdie's "Midnight's Children"  even though I'm not completely sure that is the book we'll start with.  Knowing my prof, she's still not sure which book we'll start with.  She always makes up her mind like the night before or something.  Even if it isn't the right one to start with I'll be 1.5 books ahead or so (already re-read Heart of Darkness)  I need to keep on top of things, and being that I can't run around anywhere any time soon, I guess I'll be a-readin' and a-readin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to work.  Need to roust up a few more students for orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113655782076870563?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113655782076870563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113655782076870563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113655782076870563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113655782076870563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/stinkin-speedin-ticket.html' title='Stinkin&apos; Speedin&apos; Ticket...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113646987269122637</id><published>2006-01-05T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:04:46.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frickin' Frackin' Foot</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me tell you about My Left Foot.  No I can't write with it or paint or anything cool like that.  No my left foot is fractured.  Lovely.  Abso-frickin-lutely lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wouldn't be so pissed if it weren't an old injury.  Ya see almost 3 years ago, I twisted my ankle while at work.  They took me over to the University Health Center, where it was x-rayed and I was told it was just a serious sprain.  That was the only time I actually injured my left foot/ankle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to yesterday, getting into my car, damn foot twisted and down I went.  Went to the hospital because I couldn't walk on the thing.  Xray showed that there is a fracture.  But it wasn't a new fracture.  Oh No,  It's an OLD fracture.  There's calcification around it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means, 3 years ago when I "sprained" it, it was a damned fracture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little pissed about that.  Now they think I need to see an orthopaedic surgeon or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113646987269122637?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113646987269122637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113646987269122637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113646987269122637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113646987269122637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/frickin-frackin-foot.html' title='Frickin&apos; Frackin&apos; Foot'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113578187361245033</id><published>2005-12-28T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:57:53.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Holiday Update</title><content type='html'>Well, just thought I should do some holiday updating.  If not it would have to have waited till next week Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm much better now.  Funkiness has left.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas was fun.  It was weird getting more than just a couple small presents from the kids.  I'm used to that.  Instead Big D got a new toy for me.  New digital camera, which I can take artsy black and white and sepia pics with.  WOOHOO!  :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and nothing horrible happened at my grandmother's house.  Which there was a whole lot of possibility of horrid things happening with the Jerry Springer stuff going on with that lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met Big D's mother.  Very nice woman.  I liked her a lot.  I hope she liked me as well.  It's cool that we share a birthday, and it seems that she shares my enjoyment of talking to people, like interviewing and stuff like that.  Anyway, it was nice.  I took her some Nisu (Cardamon bread)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had a dinner party to go to with some out of town friends.  I miss her being closer.  Their daughter is absolutely beautiful.  It was nice getting together with them.  Maybe I'll have to make another East Coast trip soon.  See some sights in NYC and visit.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, all is grand.  I have my list of 8 books for my Winter course.  One is Rushdie's "Midnight's Children"  Have I told you that I love Rushdie?  well I do I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll had a Merry Christmas and Have a wonderful  New Years! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113578187361245033?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113578187361245033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113578187361245033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113578187361245033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113578187361245033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/quick-holiday-update.html' title='Quick Holiday Update'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113519531139374745</id><published>2005-12-21T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:01:51.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn't kidding about the funk..</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's not just feeling sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel really down.  Today is one of those days.  I need to just let it out.  Right?  But what good comes of sitting around crying over things taht you have very limited control over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am making some really tough choices personally.  I'm working hard on making some changes physically.  I'm working on becoming prepared for graduate work.  I'm working on accepting that something I always thought I'd have time for, may never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I just feel like yesterday's dog poop today.  I need to stop this shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I have a job (I know many searching for one right now so I should be thankful.)  I have 2 kids that I love and adore even when wanting to kill at times.  I have a man that I love and adore and sometimes want to kick his ass too.  Why is it so hard to focus on what we have and should be happy about?  Why is it easier to focus on what's wrong or what may be missing?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell.  I'm done for today, not typing anymore.  Hopefully tomorrow the funk will be lifted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113519531139374745?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113519531139374745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113519531139374745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113519531139374745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113519531139374745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wasnt-kidding-about-funk.html' title='I wasn&apos;t kidding about the funk..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113518049865406020</id><published>2005-12-21T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:54:58.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got The Funk</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta have the Funk...owww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it's lack of Zyrtec for 3 days.  My head gonna explode and my eyes are watery.  I feel a little achy to.  Attack of the Allergies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, don't want to do much. But have tons to do.  ARRRGGHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113518049865406020?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113518049865406020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113518049865406020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113518049865406020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113518049865406020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/ive-got-funk.html' title='I&apos;ve Got The Funk'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113511354421723999</id><published>2005-12-20T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T16:19:04.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These Dreams..</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck goes on in my head at night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messed up dream...I think I understand it though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was driving a trolly, but it wasn't a normal trolly, in fact it was more like a double decker bus.  I was driving it downtown in my city.  I turned from one major street onto another, and it spun I lost control...but regained it and didn't hit anyone and drove straight down the street.  When I got near the police station I was surrounded by cars.  They pulled me over and a couple got onto the bus.  Said they got a report of reckless driving.  I said yeah but I got a hold of it and straightened out. They still had to search the buss and see the steering area.  The windshield was gone and the steering wheel was then in the middle of the bus, with seat and such in front of it and a periscope to see outside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked and said, I didn't steer from here.  One of the cops was a friend of mine who had passed away.  He said, "this is where you should steer from, the other is auxiliary steering" I said but I didn't steer from here. He said "that's why you lost control."  I kept arguing then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have the analysis, don't want to share yet till I think it over a bit more.  Thought I'd share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113511354421723999?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113511354421723999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113511354421723999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113511354421723999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113511354421723999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/these-dreams.html' title='These Dreams..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113468304620400032</id><published>2005-12-15T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T16:44:06.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/840/1600/SNOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/840/320/SNOW.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much to say, wanted to share this pic today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113468304620400032?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113468304620400032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113468304620400032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113468304620400032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113468304620400032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/snow.html' title='Snow...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113448634679765210</id><published>2005-12-13T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:00:21.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So how weird is this...</title><content type='html'>thanks to &lt;a href="www.naebunny.net/~mommylemur"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; I have learned bout this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifegem.com"&gt;Lifegem Ring&lt;/a&gt; and I'm thoroughly creeped out by it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ring with a stone made from the carbon of your loved one.  Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about symbolism.  Just ask anyone who knows me well.  Usually if I make something it has meaning. If I do something, there is something driving me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But eww...that's not symbolic of their life.  Being reduced to something to wear.  I don't ever want to think of a loved one as an accessory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are certain accessories that can be completely chocked full of symbolism.  Out of my 3 engagements, no one ever caught on that the symbols that I accepted and later rejected weren't right.  There has to be meaning there, they were devoid of meaning.  When asked why they were chosen, it all came down to aesthics.  I'm not an aesthetic person.  I'm a meaning person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to think of a ring with a stone that holds the carbon of a loved one.  I don't see symbolism there so much, I see the melting down of physical into something else that is aesthetically pleasing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113448634679765210?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113448634679765210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113448634679765210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113448634679765210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113448634679765210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-how-weird-is-this.html' title='So how weird is this...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113448294983006141</id><published>2005-12-13T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:01:47.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok someone please tell me...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have 2 children who are so far apart in age?  What the hell is wrong with me?  Anyone ever think that a 10 year age difference isn't such a grand idea?  Anyone ever realize than when one child is 13 the other will be 3 (almost 4 but that doesn't matter.)  They're both pain in the ass times in children's lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and why does my hockey and guitar and soon piano playin' daughter have to be in the choir at her school.  Why do I have to go sit through the long ass christmas concert? WHY WHY WHY?  I know it'll be the vocal groups and the band.  Middle School bands are depressing.  I hate Frosty's Funeral Dirge.  Really I do.  Why can't they sound like happy Christmas songs if they are forced to play them.  Shouldn't they be joyful!?!  Nope, no joy, just depression.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sitting through those and I really don't like doing that with a 3 year old who is more bored than I am with it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert isn't till tomorrow.  I need to get all liquored up and just sit through it...ehhh...who am I kidding, I won't get liquored up, I'll just go and suck it up and pretend to love it.  Where are my happy pills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh on a much lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially enrolled in my first graduate course!!!! WOOHHOO!!!!!!  So get ready for class comments coming in January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113448294983006141?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113448294983006141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113448294983006141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113448294983006141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113448294983006141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok-someone-please-tell-me.html' title='Ok someone please tell me...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113442149652688455</id><published>2005-12-12T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:04:56.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, weekend update - with Lizard Queen</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was ummmm  too damned quick!!! where the hell does the time go people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Hmmmm...I took the day off, my own Snow Day so to speak.  I did some cleaning, some baking, life was grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Hockey game, against Miss America's old team.  I'll be damned if they didn't tie.  I wanted them to beat the snot out of her old team.  Her old coach goes out of his way to say hi to me and I hope against hope that this Spring he calls her about tryouts so I can tell him to shove it.  May be childish but oh well!  Miss America says she'd go to the try outs, and when she signs in say that she's not there for the tryout just the extra ice time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Hockey Xmas Party - Whirlyball is nuts!!!  &lt;a href="http://www.whirlyballwest.com"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;  The girls had fun!  Then after Whirlyball (Big D attended with me and Kid Galahad) We went to see the Chronicles of Narnia.  I enjoyed it a lot.  I'd like to see it again, without Kid Galahad, he was a bit of a distraction, I wasn't able to get sucked into the movie.  I loved CS Lewis as a kid.  I loved the story again last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of love...I do love Big D.  I love him for everything he is.  I also love him because he's cool and stuff.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no that's not because I got hit on the head or the muscle relaxers either :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113442149652688455?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113442149652688455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113442149652688455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113442149652688455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113442149652688455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok-weekend-update-with-lizard-queen.html' title='Ok, weekend update - with Lizard Queen'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113405000595606162</id><published>2005-12-08T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T08:53:25.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cranberries say it best</title><content type='html'>It was the fearful night of December 8th. &lt;br /&gt;He was returning home from the studio late. &lt;br /&gt;He had perseptively known that it wouldn't be nice. &lt;br /&gt;Because in 1980, he paid the price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon died. [X6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a Smith &amp; Wesson 38, &lt;br /&gt;John Lennon's life was no longer a debate. &lt;br /&gt;He should have stayed at home, &lt;br /&gt;He should have never cared, &lt;br /&gt;And the man who took his life declared, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I just shot John Lennon. &lt;br /&gt;He said I just shot John Lennon. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening sight. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening night. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening sight. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah ah ah, ah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just shot John Lennon. &lt;br /&gt;He said I just shot John Lennon. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening sight. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening night. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening sight. &lt;br /&gt;What a sad and sorry and sickening night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah ah ah, ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 years ago today.  Maybe I'll write more later...for now I'll listen to Happy Xmas (War is Over) and wonder why the hell he let Yoko sing with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113405000595606162?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113405000595606162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113405000595606162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113405000595606162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113405000595606162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/cranberries-say-it-best.html' title='The Cranberries say it best'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113347346120550585</id><published>2005-12-01T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:44:21.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*Yawn*</title><content type='html'>Ok, I think I finally got the sleep I needed.  Last night, poor Big D.  I was fallin' asleep on him and not at the same point I usually do.  This was much much earlier.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I should be up for more talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I have already said this or not...but I am officially coumadin free!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only drug I take now is my allergy one!  woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113347346120550585?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113347346120550585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113347346120550585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113347346120550585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113347346120550585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/yawn.html' title='*Yawn*'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113337569558758220</id><published>2005-11-30T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:34:55.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentagon - crappy pic but oh well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/840/1600/Pentagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/804/840/320/Pentagon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113337569558758220?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113337569558758220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113337569558758220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113337569558758220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113337569558758220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/pentagon-crappy-pic-but-oh-well.html' title='Pentagon - crappy pic but oh well'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113335791149217274</id><published>2005-11-30T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T08:38:58.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wilder Ride</title><content type='html'>Need to catch up on my ramblings.  So much time so little to see.  Strike that reverse it.  Carry on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry - Gene Wilder Wonka moment.  As much as I love the Charlie movie with Mr. Depp, the original holds a place in my heart.  See there, it is possible for me to enjoy a movie that doesn't tightly follow the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I digress, it's catch up time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, turkey day - cooked and ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the following Saturday - traveled to big D's.  He introduced me to the most evil dessert in the free world - great wall of chocolate at PF Chang's.  It. Is. Completely. Evil.  We also went to Impression 5 with our chilluns.  They had fun.  They made slime.  All was wonderous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by Elderly Instruments while we were in that neck of the woods.  I saw a shaweet Zack Wild Les Paul in orange and black.  Miss America liked the place.  Kid Galahad was happy he got a kazoo and went about playing Iron Man.  He also played the U of M fight song.  This will greatly dismay my Ohio State lovin' father but what can I do?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to D's place and chilled.  I'm glad our chilluns get along.  Kid Galahad really really likes mini-D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - back to work.  Not much exciting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - today the day I'm writing this - went to DC.  In fact - I'm writing this in the plane flying home.  We were delayed for 3 hours!!!  Sat on the tarmac and knitted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Howard University for recruitment.  Only got 8 bites.  Most were looking for employment opportunities not furthering education.  Ugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now almost ready to land.  If any DC pics are cool I'll post 'em here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113335791149217274?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113335791149217274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113335791149217274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113335791149217274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113335791149217274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-wilder-ride.html' title='What a Wilder Ride'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113277738746872318</id><published>2005-11-23T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:23:07.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Well, not too much to say.  Getting ready for DC next Tuesday...going to cook and bake like a fool tonight and tomorrow...going out to Big D's on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113277738746872318?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113277738746872318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113277738746872318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113277738746872318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113277738746872318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113259332197379404</id><published>2005-11-21T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:15:22.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Down...One to go...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the update from the Derm...biopsy all clear.  YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now going to the Hematologist at 3:45 to see if I get to continue sans bloodthinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend saw "The Goblet of Fire" and "Walk the Line"   TGoF was with Miss America...WtL was with Big D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both movies were good...TGoF I think is the best so far of the Harry Potter movies.  Stays fairly true to the story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WtL was good. I'm not a huge Johnny Cash fan, but it was interesting and a good movie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to do some work before I jet to the Dr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113259332197379404?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113259332197379404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113259332197379404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113259332197379404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113259332197379404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-downone-to-go.html' title='One Down...One to go...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113232315348621482</id><published>2005-11-18T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T09:12:33.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frickin' Frackin' Rotten Bastards...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I not like doctors sometimes???  Why Why WHY??  Well one reason might be that they worry the hell out of ya...they tell ya that they are going to try to speed the results of the sliced off skin from your head...and the day they tell you they will probably have the results...they're out of their damned office.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I called right at 9:00 am  because the nurse said that they will probably have the results Friday.  She said she didn't want me to have to worry over the whole weekend too.  She said this after the frickin' frackin' doc made his little "It's a good thing we did this" comment when he had the scalpel in my forehead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that to numb the area he stuck an frickin' frackin' 2 inch long needle in my forehead?? Did mention he then came at the offending freaky freckle that turned black and funky with a scalpel?  And did you know that when removing skin sometimes you hear a crunchy noise? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna wait till 10:00 or so and try them again.  Hoping that his nurse is in and she can tell me the results of the stinkin' biopsy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  Just felt like yellin' a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113232315348621482?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113232315348621482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113232315348621482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113232315348621482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113232315348621482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/frickin-frackin-rotten-bastards.html' title='Frickin&apos; Frackin&apos; Rotten Bastards...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113199537333228365</id><published>2005-11-14T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:09:33.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Beat the Canadians...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOO!!!! USA all the way!!!  We came in first in the tourney this weekend.  Against all Canadian teams.  The final game was stressed out major insanity.  It ended in a 1-1 tie.  Then we played a 5:00 4 on 4 overtime period.  Which ended 1-1...so it went to a 5 player shoot out.  Which ended 3-2...with us victorious.  So we got the gold medal and the banner to go in our rink.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually a major accomplishment for an American team to do that.  Most of the time we go in and maybe come in 2nd.  But not this time.  This time we went in and fought and won!  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Miss America's Team!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today...today Kid Galahad went to the doctor who said his tonsils were huge.  The Doc said that we're trying a steroid.  After 2 weeks on that, if the tonsils swell up again and if they are closing off that much of his throat still.  Doc wants to talk about removal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the Derm.  Who numbed and scraped my forehead.  Friday or Monday I'll find out if it's all clear.  I went in thinking it was.  Now I'm damned nervous that it's not.  Especially when he says to the nurse "It's a good thing we did this."  damn idiot doctors shouldn't say things like that in front of patients!!!  that's just my opinion though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in love with Big D.  I'm sure that sometimes my hectic and insane life is trying to him.  But I'm hoping that he doesn't find it too difficult to handle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finishing up my personal statement today.  And hopefully will get my letters in and get my permit to register for the Winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113199537333228365?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113199537333228365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113199537333228365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113199537333228365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113199537333228365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-beat-canadians.html' title='We Beat the Canadians...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113155066428182951</id><published>2005-11-09T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:50:50.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher Conference and Miss America...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was over at &lt;a href="www.eatmisery.blogspot.com"&gt;Comments from the Peanut Gallery&lt;/a&gt; reading about teacher conferences when I thought of this little gem of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way way back when, when Miss America was in 2nd grade.  A time before I would get notes home from some teachers saying, "Don't come for a conference unless you really want to, I need some extra time for a few students and Miss America's doing fine."  I went for a parent teacher conference.  This was one that happened after April, after the class learned about Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down with the teacher, who went over the report card, which was the usual, mostly A's with a few B's.  When the teacher said, "I have to tell you about Miss America's take on Martin Luther King, Jr."  I wanted to get up, run, cry and hide.  Ya see, Miss America is very fond of my brother, he's a really good person, albeit, at times he's very mis-directed.  It's hard to understand how we come from the same parents sometimes.  I knew that he had said some things to Miss America about MLK and I just knew she didn't listen to me and repeated them at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't run and cry and hide.  I sat there.  The teacher brought out this folded big old piece of paper. She said "We were learning about Martin Luther King, and afterwards I had the kids draw a picture about what they learned.  Well as you would expect most drew a picture that he was shot.  Miss America didn't do that.  Here's her picture."  I was really afraid to look.  When I did it was one side of the paper, a picture of 2 different drinking fountains, one that was whites only and the other for blacks.  The other side was a picture of a black person and white person standing together.  Under it she wrote (with some help from the teacher's aide)  Martin Luther King said we should judge people by what's inside not their outside.  He changed things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was happy then.  And also really glad I didn't run crying from the room before I saw what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my favorite parent teacher conference story ever.  Well that one and where the teacher told me that she sat Miss America next to a boy who had some learning disabilities because Miss America made sure that she helped him when needed.  I guess I did a few things right.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113155066428182951?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113155066428182951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113155066428182951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113155066428182951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113155066428182951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/teacher-conference-and-miss-america.html' title='Teacher Conference and Miss America...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113154997190024899</id><published>2005-11-09T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:26:11.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Suprise....so what curse word are you?</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your word is FUCK. You like to come across as rude&lt;br&gt;and rebellious, and often you do. You also are&lt;br&gt;intelligent and maybe surprisingly sensitive,&lt;br&gt;though God help anyone who said that in front&lt;br&gt;of your friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/purplestar1uk/quizzes/Which%20Swear%20(Curse)%20Word%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;Which Swear (Curse) Word Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck would have thunk it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113154997190024899?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113154997190024899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113154997190024899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113154997190024899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113154997190024899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/big-supriseso-what-curse-word-are-you.html' title='Big Suprise....so what curse word are you?'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113154880715508328</id><published>2005-11-09T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:06:47.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know when it happened...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Damn it all it happened...I'm old...yep I'm old...If I'm not old, then why the hell do I feel as if I'm old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today with the rain and the gloomy-ness...my back is aching, my right knee is killing me...and I see some youngsters around campus walking without a care in the world in short sleeved shirts...It's Cold!!!  Don't you know that you're gonna get sick walking around like that??!?!??!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm beginning to think I've become an over cautious driver...I will not, I mean WILL NOT turn unless I have the light, (and then I pause to make sure the others have stopped) or the coast is really clear.  What the fuck is wrong with me?  I used to turn the first damn chance I got.  Light changes to green my ass was going, it be best if folks wouldn't have even entertained the idea of running a red light if I was ready to turn...oh yeah, that's what happened...a fucker ran a damn red light and ran into me...yet another reason why I want to go and have a word with that idiot...yep, me, a crowbar and some duct tape, that's all I need...might be good therapy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been about 7 months, I guess I need to give it time before I get my nerve back...but let me tell ya, I got myself off the damned meds, I will get my nerve back too...because, well because I'm too young to be old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113154880715508328?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113154880715508328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113154880715508328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113154880715508328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113154880715508328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-dont-know-when-it-happened.html' title='I don&apos;t know when it happened...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113145710260847111</id><published>2005-11-08T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:46:50.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Good Enough....I'm Smart Enough...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Gosh Darn it People Like Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep I'm having a Smalley Moment...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I feel a little more confident about the whole Grad School thing.  I mean...damn it I know I can do it.  I am writing my personal statement and getting it out to the faculty member who will possibly end up being my advisor.  She's one of the 2 writing a letter for me.  It should be good.  I'm still a little nervous, but not as bad as I was yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find it funny that I get along with everyone in this department...to the extent that I get invitations to do lunch with just about everyone, from Faculty, to IT staff, to other AA's...So I guess I am a likeable person...even though sometimes I think I want to go away from everyone and become a hermit.  I don't think that would last too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a very sad note, one of Miss America's best friends lost her mother this weekend.  I knew her fairly well.  However, we lost contact 2 years ago when Miss America's friend starting living with her grandparents because her mother's disease had gone too far, and she could no longer care for her properly.  Her disease was alcoholism.  It was extremely sad.  Her liver began failing about 2-3 years ago, and had recently been in and out of the hospital.  My heart goes out to her family.  It was a long hard road for all of them.  She was about 50 years old...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113145710260847111?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113145710260847111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113145710260847111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113145710260847111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113145710260847111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-good-enoughim-smart-enough.html' title='I&apos;m Good Enough....I&apos;m Smart Enough...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113137727930274693</id><published>2005-11-07T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:32:24.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah!  They didn't win...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Miss America's team didn't win yesterday...they lost 4-3.  It was a close game and right at the end, they almost scored a few times.  They were pretty  much having an off day as a team...why couldn't be an off day for a player or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be playing against this team again, and maybe 1-2 more times after that depending on play off positions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jarhead last night.  Interesting movie...a bit depressing, but good...oh yeah and OPP was a little out of place...it wasn't released until like 5 months after the storm was over.  Whatevery...it didn't detract from the movie at all in my opinion...and being that I remember the song being around in the same time frame, using where I was in school as a reference it was cool.  I guess they could have used another song, but it seemed to fit in with the action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kind of in "a mood"  no real way to describe it.  In some ways I think it is because I'm stressing over getting into a grad program.  Many ways I'm really doubting myself.  I'm working on my personal statement.  Will be sending that to one of my previous profs in order to get a reference letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much stress.  Do I really want to take it on?  Will it be worth it?  Why?  Do I really want to ever teach at the college level?  Why?  Maybe I would be horrible at it.  Who'd want to listen to me anyway?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the thoughts that are plaguing me.  I hate it when I doubt myself.  But then again, if I expect the worst, then I don't set myself up for disappointment right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113137727930274693?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113137727930274693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113137727930274693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113137727930274693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113137727930274693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/bah-they-didnt-win.html' title='Bah!  They didn&apos;t win...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113111946454959121</id><published>2005-11-04T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:51:04.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun is Shining...The Weather Is Nice...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why am I not awake and energized!!??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be happy right now if I were wrapped up in covers in my bed sleeping away.  I would be happier yet if I had Big D in said bed with me wrapped up and sleeping away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think yesterday, my carb fest with very little protein sent my blood sugar into fits...that's why today I'm still paying for it...and I'm not hungry, which is yet another sign of it...nothing sounds good, I don't want to eat anything.  So my dumb butt went and got an orange juice.  Because it actually sounded good.  I drank over half of it...and knocked the rest all over my desk and floor while I was on the phone...now I have weird heartburn from the oj, I had to clean up a sticky mess and I feel cranky...enough crabbing about it though, I'm gonna go grab some trail mix and get some damned protein...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, Miss America will be playing against the team from which she was cut.  I hope that they beat the snot out of 'em.  Go Knights!  Slay the Predators!!! WOOHOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, right now I'd give just about anything to re-do Tuesday morning.  In the re-done version I would have gone out and made sure there were no easily accessible holes...or I would have gone outside with the dogs, or something.  Anything.  It just feels so horrible to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and she's not right there next to my bedroom door.  I guess a part of me feels empty...and as crazy as she drove me sometimes...especially with her weird quirks as she got older, I wish I could have her back, but I can't...and maybe that's where all the tiredness is coming from too...God only knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it this post didn't go where I wanted it to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend ya'll...GO Knights!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113111946454959121?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113111946454959121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113111946454959121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113111946454959121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113111946454959121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/sun-is-shiningthe-weather-is-nice.html' title='The Sun is Shining...The Weather Is Nice...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113103353121760246</id><published>2005-11-03T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:58:51.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well had my big meeting with the Dean.  I have a goal now.  I have to get our numbers up by 50 students for the Fall Semester.  I think I can do it.  Just have to start thinking more about Recruitment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where are all the nurses at?? Who wants to go to Grad School? Inquiring minds want to know...I want to know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next week I get my business cards, and I swear to God, I'm gonna start hanging around hospitals or something to get interest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're going to Howard University at the end of this month to try to get some quality minority recruitment done.  But, we'll see if that pans out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America's birthday dinner was nice, now she wants to go shopping...really really bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to think about recruitment and to figure what I'm doing about lunch today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113103353121760246?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113103353121760246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113103353121760246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113103353121760246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113103353121760246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113094194218325236</id><published>2005-11-02T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T09:32:22.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have 13 years gone??</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Miss America is 13 years old.  It's amazing how much time flies.  She is a great kid.  But like all children that age, there are times when I doubt she's going to make it much longer.  She does awesome in school, she plays ice hockey (and is pretty good if I say so myself) and she's now learning guitar.  She also is in choir in school, in the art club, in the knitting club and in Builder's club (like a junior Kiwanis club thing)  She is interested in doing something for the community which is why she joined the Builder's Club.  As of right now she wants to be a psychiatrist when she grows us.  And I guess officially has her first boyfriend (yikes, I don't like that, I am not ready for things of this nature)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her, even when I want to kill her.  I just can't believe how fast she's growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday Miss America! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113094194218325236?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113094194218325236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113094194218325236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113094194218325236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113094194218325236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-have-13-years-gone.html' title='Where have 13 years gone??'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113085857905211668</id><published>2005-11-01T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:22:59.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate Open House</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll be gone today, tomorrow and the next day (not really gone, I'll be here in the morning, gone in the afternoon.) to participate in our University's Grad School Open House.  I am kind of excited and it's a great opportunity for students who are thinking about Grad School to come in and talk to some people from the areas they are interested in.  I'm packing my bag trying to keep my mind off of this morning's events.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did explain to Kid Galahad that Nellie had died.  He asked what the police were going to do with her.  (The best way to explain animal control officer to him was police.) I told him they were going to bury her, figured the burning would freak him out.  He said, oh, so she can turn into a skeleton?  Well, that's about right.  He said he would miss Nellie.  She wasn't as playful with him yet as she was with Miss America or myself.  She was older (around 11) and would get hurt easy, so Kid Galahad wasn't one that she would seek out to play with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to packing up my bag, with information and give-away trinkets. (or you may call them tchotchkes)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, and probably for today.  Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113085857905211668?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113085857905211668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113085857905211668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113085857905211668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113085857905211668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/graduate-open-house.html' title='Graduate Open House'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113085488382778500</id><published>2005-11-01T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:21:23.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-Bye Nellie...</title><content type='html'>Just had to put in a really quick post.  This morning, as has happened too many times...my dogs managed to get out of the yard.  Nowhere to be seen.  I called and then went to get dressed to search for them.  Normal knocking at the side door tells me they returned...well it wasn't they, just the one.  So I go to look for the other missing one, to see a black lump in the middle of the street near the corner.  She wasn't moving.  Called the city.  She's gone now.  No matter how many times she drove me crazy, I will miss my little protector and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113085488382778500?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113085488382778500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113085488382778500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113085488382778500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113085488382778500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/good-bye-nellie.html' title='Good-Bye Nellie...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113079204062915036</id><published>2005-10-31T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T15:54:00.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys to my heart.</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually purdy darned accurate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Poor Big D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113079204062915036?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113079204062915036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113079204062915036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113079204062915036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113079204062915036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/keys-to-my-heart.html' title='Keys to my heart.'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113051505303252356</id><published>2005-10-28T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:57:33.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things you May Not Know About Me</title><content type='html'>Tagged myself from &lt;a href="www.eatmisery.blogspot.com"&gt;Comments from the Peanut Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE THINGS YOU MAY NOT KNOW ABOUT ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I had no family history other than my maternal grandmother until 7 years ago. Mom was adopted and dad doesn't know his dad.  7 years ago located mom's bio-family now I have even more aunts and uncles.  (She's the middle of 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I sometimes dream about being a hermit.  Far away from everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I despise nasal sprays and refuse to use them.  My doctor looks at me funny when I tell him this.  I would rather give myself a shot than use a nasal spray, that's how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love spiders.  They fascinate me and they eat other bugs, so they're my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I finally went on my first flight 5 years ago.  I never flew before because my mother instilled her fear of flying in me.  I was convinced that I'd crash and burn even after I was on the plane.  Now, I keep looking for an excuse to fly...if I had the money and time, I'd love to become an airline pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever wants to take part in this one. Just let me know so I can see your answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Weekend! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113051505303252356?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113051505303252356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113051505303252356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113051505303252356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113051505303252356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/5-things-you-may-not-know-about-me.html' title='5 Things you May Not Know About Me'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113051443884362925</id><published>2005-10-28T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:47:18.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' For the Weekend!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend should be fun.  It's definitely hockey filled...and now, a Halloween party to attend as well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, just don't know what we're (Big D and I) going to be!  I'm sure no matter what we dress up as, we'll have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the band that's playing, the Polish Muslims...ummm  should be interesting, they're Weird Al like in their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now...went to the derm yesterday, will go back to him on the 14th.  He also says my hair falling out is from the stress and being in and out of the hospital from April - July.  He sees new growth so that's some hope.  I'm going to lay off the hair dyeing till I see it though.  I don't want to be bald!! I also don't want to be gray so that's a big dillema there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113051443884362925?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113051443884362925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113051443884362925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113051443884362925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113051443884362925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/workin-for-weekend.html' title='Workin&apos; For the Weekend!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113027009029180728</id><published>2005-10-25T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T15:54:50.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Continue to Amaze Me...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after my slight bitching about the lack of communication here.  Not only on the Blog, but to my boss...I received an email this morning from the Grad School about the open house...woohhooo...right?  I should be happy!  Communication occurred...but oh no I wasn't happy...why wasn't I happy?  The information in the email conflicted with the radio commercial and the website...had the wrong locations for 2 of the dates...I had to call the sender of the email, who was clueless...his email was wrong, the ad on the radio and the website were right...who sends out information without double checking dates and information???  I caught it, he sent out a correction...back to Woohooo!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America has a hockey game tonight...hope we win again, we beat this team last time so it stands to reason that it's gonna be ok.  We didn't stomp them or anything, just a 4-2 win...or something like that...should prove to be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so need a nap, the cold from  hell isn't going away...but the Dayquil is still making me functional during the day anyway!  Can't take that stuff anywhere near bedtime as it makes me wired like a gerbil on crack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hope ya'll have a wonderful evening...and I hope ya'll have that Sister Rosa song stuck in your head too, because damn it, it won't stop looping through mine! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113027009029180728?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113027009029180728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113027009029180728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113027009029180728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113027009029180728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/they-continue-to-amaze-me.html' title='They Continue to Amaze Me...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113024464591036746</id><published>2005-10-25T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:50:45.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early To Think Yet - But This had To be Done</title><content type='html'>.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Rosa Parks&lt;br /&gt;by The Neville Brothers&lt;br /&gt;D. Johnson, C. Moore, C. Neville, C. Neville, Jr., J. Neville&lt;br /&gt;L. Neville Irving Music, Inc. obo Neville Music, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;Johnson Music; Wm. Claffey &amp; Associates &lt;br /&gt;(p) 1989 A&amp;M Records&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of A&amp;M Records under license from Universal Music Enterprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 1, 1955, our freedom movement came alive. And because of Sister Rosa you know, we don’t ride on the back of the bus no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Rosa Parks was tired one day &lt;br /&gt;after a hard day on her job. &lt;br /&gt;When all she wanted was a well deserved rest &lt;br /&gt;Not a scene from an angry mob. &lt;br /&gt;A bus driver said, "Lady, you got to get up &lt;br /&gt;cuz a white person wants that seat."&lt;br /&gt;But Miss Rosa said, "No, not no more. &lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna sit here and rest my feet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Miss Rosa, you are the spark, &lt;br /&gt;You started our freedom movement &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sister Rosa Parks.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Miss Rosa you are the spark, &lt;br /&gt;You started our freedom movement &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sister Rosa Parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the police came without fail&lt;br /&gt;And took Sister Rosa off to jail. &lt;br /&gt;And 14 dollars was her fine,&lt;br /&gt;Brother Martin Luther King &lt;br /&gt;knew it was our time. &lt;br /&gt;The people of Montgomery sit down to talk&lt;br /&gt;It was decided all gods’ children should walk&lt;br /&gt;Until segregation was brought to its knees&lt;br /&gt;And we obtain freedom and equality, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Miss Rosa, you are the spark, &lt;br /&gt;You started our freedom movement &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sister Rosa Parks.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll sing it again&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Miss Rosa, you are the spark, &lt;br /&gt;You started our freedom movement &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sister Rosa Parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we dedicate this song to thee &lt;br /&gt;for being the symbol of our dignity. &lt;br /&gt;Thank Sister Rosa Parks.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113024464591036746?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113024464591036746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113024464591036746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113024464591036746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113024464591036746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/too-early-to-think-yet-but-this-had-to.html' title='Too Early To Think Yet - But This had To be Done'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-113016549628398662</id><published>2005-10-24T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T10:51:36.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, this is the worst I've ever felt on a Monday.  I think it's because I didn't have one stinkin' day to sleep in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Miss America's team got beat 3-1 (the last goal was scored by the opposing team on an empty net with 20 seconds left in the game)  That game counted for the league as well as the first game in this last minute Tourney we got into.  Then the second game on Saturday was at 1:30 pm (lost 3-2).  Which was good, but I had to be at work for an information session at 9:00 am.  So no sleeping in for me that day either!!  Sunday, omg, she had a stinkin' game at 8:00 am in Plymouth...which was like a 25-30 minute drive.  Not too bad, but she has to be at the rink at like 7:15 am, and I have to get her butt to eat something or she'd be useless on the ice, and she can't eat anything unless she has like 2 hours before she skates, so that meant she'd have to be done eating no later than 6:00 am, which meant that my butt had to be out of bed at 5:30 am or sooner (5:15am is when I got up)  We won that game, which was good, but that since we lost the first two, no playoff game on Sunday.  WOOHOOO!!! I was happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Saturday (I forgot to mention this) we had our "parents party" at the coaches house.  This was a beer and wine drinking fest.  If I could have joined in I would have.  The parents are great.  Lots of fun.  Next party I need to bring along a designated driver and have an all night sitter for the kids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Big D came for his weekly visit.  Besides the fact that he pissed off my grandmother, it was a nice visit.  I love him.  So very much.  Sometimes though, I have my moments of insecurity.  Like yesterday, all day I was having an insecure day.  They just creep up on me.  I know why it's happening now.  I just hope he can understand that it has nothing to do with him.  I just may need a little more support than usual for a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and WHY IS IT, that I find out about a Graduate School Open House at our University from a radio ad?  Why didn't I hear about it before??  Why is it when I check out the website it says that representatives from the schools and colleges will be there yet they didn't contact the schools and colleges??  I have emailed my concerns and was just simply added for the events.  ARRRGGGHHHH!!!! I have a meeting in like 5  minutes...where I will vent this as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Ya'll have a lovely Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-113016549628398662?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113016549628398662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=113016549628398662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113016549628398662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/113016549628398662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112992460533253932</id><published>2005-10-21T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:56:45.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling A Little Better About It...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to talk to my friend with MS today.  She sounded great.  But as I said before she's always such an upbeat and positive person.  She is still able to volunteer with the cheerleaders, but not coach them.  She organizes their competitions and uniforms and stuff.  So she's still touching their lives.  She just got the ok that she can work part time.  She's chomping at the bit to do something, but she doesn't know what or where she could find a low stress part time job.  I just feel a lot better after talking to her.  I still want to kick MS' ass.  They're running her through even more tests, for other possible ailments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel a little better that she still has her determination and upbeat personality.  Yesterday I cried a few times, thinking that this damned disease actually broke her spirit.  So far it hasn't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Miss America actually is in a local tournament...I have a parent's party to go to tomorrow...and Sunday I'll be able to see Big D again.  So it should be a good weekend.  Have a good one ya'll...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112992460533253932?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112992460533253932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112992460533253932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112992460533253932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112992460533253932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/feeling-little-better-about-it.html' title='Feeling A Little Better About It...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112983414803490108</id><published>2005-10-20T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:49:08.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I feel guilty...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty because I'm whiney...and because I just found out an old co-worker of mine that has MS has taken a turn for the worse.  She is barely able to walk, by the point I'm not sure but she may not be walking at all.  I will be getting in contact with her even if it's just to send her a card.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was always such an upbeat person.  Nothing could ever take her down.  She went jogging on her birthday every year no matter what the weather.  Why, you may ask, is the jogging on her birthday something important?  Well let me tell you.  One year she was out jogging, not on her birthday.  She was in the wrong place at the wrong time and got it by a stray bullet.  The docs didn't think she'd ever walk again.  Well, they were wrong.  And in celebration of their wrongness she would go jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She coached a bunch of "bad little girls" in cheerleading.  She set a good example for these "bad little girls" and remained a positive influence in their lives, long after they moved on from her coaching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't show any weakness.  She hated the helplessness she felt with the MS.  She wouldn't let that get her down either.  Even when she started showing symptoms, she went out and joined a softball team.  She was determined to remain active.  But no amount of determination is helping right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MS sucks ass...diseases like that piss me off.  I so want to kick MS' ass, not just for my friend, but for everyone it fucks with.  That bitch needs to go down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112983414803490108?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112983414803490108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112983414803490108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112983414803490108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112983414803490108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-i-feel-guilty.html' title='Now I feel guilty...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112982765016844275</id><published>2005-10-20T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:00:50.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to lunch...but first</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get some whine...well lots of whine.  I want to WHINE today because I'm SICK...Kid Galahad swiftly gave me the cooties he had and made a pretty good recovery...me, because I'm old dontcha know...me I'm sick and feel like someone has beat me about the head and shoulders oh and the snot..let me tell ya...lots and lots of snot...I'm absolutely charming today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and while I feel like reheated dog crap, let me say, I have to go to the ice rink tonight for practice, tomorrow she has a game, Saturday she had one game and Sunday she has 2 games, one is at 8:00 in the frickin' morning.  I hope this crappy ass cold is gone by then because if not...I'm just gonna rip someone's head off and then punch someone else in the gut, if I have to be sick and miserable and in an ice rink at 8:00 AM someone is going to suffer with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grad fair yesterday was ok.  Wasn't really busy, but did get a few interested students, so it wasn't all for naught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if I could do one thing right now, I'd go to bed, and if I could without getting him sick, cuddle up with Big D...because he's really comfortable...yep that's what I'd do right now...but since I can't I'm gonna go rustle up some grub...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112982765016844275?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112982765016844275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112982765016844275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112982765016844275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112982765016844275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-to-lunchbut-first.html' title='Going to lunch...but first'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112965790210858632</id><published>2005-10-18T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:51:42.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello My name is Lizard Queen and I am a freak...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been approximately 35 minutes since my last display of my freakish nature.  I am what is called a folklore/superstition junkie.  While walking downstairs in the Faculty building I saw someone coming up.  I took two steps backward so that I would not pass the person on the stairway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This example of my freakish nature has brought me to the conclusion that I do many odd things because of what I was taught as a child.  Here is just the short list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If I spill salt I throw some of the spilled salt over my left shoulder. (who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I never buy a broom in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I never put shoes, new or not, on the table.  Further clarification, if I go shoe shopping.  The bag containing the new shoes will not be on the table.  NEVER NEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I never rock an empty rocking chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I hold my breath when I pass a cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I recite a little poem, lick my thumb wet it to my right palm and then punch the spot with my left fist when I see a white horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I make a wish when I pass big bales of hay in a field and I look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are but a few.  I'm off to a meeting now, so I must wrap this up.  But now you know.  I am a freaky weirdo who does stuff that probably very few others do.  So come on, who doesn't do weird stuff??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112965790210858632?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112965790210858632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112965790210858632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112965790210858632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112965790210858632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-my-name-is-lizard-queen-and-i-am.html' title='Hello My name is Lizard Queen and I am a freak...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112956814302553407</id><published>2005-10-17T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:55:43.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday - Hey At Least It's Sunny!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone back to a more brown color with my hair.  Just in case when I go to the Dermatologist he says no more coloring my hair...if he says that I'm going to freak out...why you may ask...why would not coloring her hair freak her out...at least she wouldn't be bald like her earlier fear!!!  Well...the freak out would happen because I have numerous gray hairs...unbelievably numerous...I'd be probably almost all gray...I'm only 31 damn it...no gray hair for me thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big D got a good start out of Miss America yesterday...being that she's a 12 year old almost 13 year old girl, she has a big fear of people seeing her...ummmm...lets just say less than fully clothed...well she was in the shower and Kid Galahad had to use the bathroom, and there is only one in the house so I had to unlock the door and let him in...wellllll....Big D goes just outside the bathroom door and in his normal loud booming voice says something, I don't remember what...which caused her to shriek...very loudly...in response...and caused me and Big D and other people in the house to have a really good laugh...needless to say, it's all my fault he did that, she's mad at me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now, well except that now I've seen a picture of a gun that Big D wants, and see that it would match my rainbow knife, I'm so gonna be jealous if he gets it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and I totally and completely love that man...rhino skin and all! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112956814302553407?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112956814302553407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112956814302553407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112956814302553407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112956814302553407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-hey-at-least-its-sunny.html' title='Monday - Hey At Least It&apos;s Sunny!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112929910412560134</id><published>2005-10-14T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:12:23.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading Toward Freedom</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom from drugs that is...today is day 2 of no heart medication.  When I went to the Doc's he had me cut the dosage to 1/2 and said I could try going without it to see what happens.  Well I'm on day 2 and no excessive dizziness...no slurring of speech...no inability to think...it's a good day...well a good 2nd day so far.  So I think I'm done with the heart med...and in about a month I'll be done with the blood thinners...and then all I'll have that I take is my allergy med, and maybe the protonix for ulcer prevention...then again, without the blood thinners irritating me, I may be free of that one as well!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...my hair is falling out again...I think it may be a little because I forgot to take my iron for a few weeks...ummmm yeah low iron can cause hair loss...but it may be something else, this isn't the first time, but in the last few days it's been coming out quite a bit, and it's scaring the shit out of me. I don't want to be bald thank you very much.  I'm calling my cuz/hair stylist to see if we can find a hairstyle that will disguise the loss for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is pasty day...today is market day for pasty supplies...tomorrow will be me swearing and throwing stuff around and cursing flour and shortening and what was supposed to be dough...yep, for whatever reason I know I'll be doing the dough insanity...I'm thinking of doing a 1/4 of the recipe the first time, so I won't have as much to throw away when I start the second attempt which usually doesn't fail...I think I need anger in order for the dough to come out right or something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll have a great weekend! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112929910412560134?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112929910412560134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112929910412560134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112929910412560134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112929910412560134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/heading-toward-freedom.html' title='Heading Toward Freedom'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112922079945388145</id><published>2005-10-13T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:27:25.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh Heh  I'm Aragorn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tk421.net/character/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tk421.net/character/aragorn.jpg" width="191" height="233" style="border-color:#f8f8ff;" border="2" alt="Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting your appointed path ahead of any inner conflicts, you make your own rules for the benefit of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life or death I can protect you, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn is a character in the Middle-Earth universe. There is a description of him at TheOneRing.net.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112922079945388145?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112922079945388145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112922079945388145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112922079945388145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112922079945388145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/heh-heh-im-aragorn.html' title='Heh Heh  I&apos;m Aragorn!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112921499320123456</id><published>2005-10-13T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:49:53.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grad Fairs</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on Tuesday was HORRID...barely any students...at least not in the room where we were place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on Wednesday, was much better.  I did try to convert some interested in Physician Assistants to the Nurse Practioner program...and I think I may have been successful with a few.  However, we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more grad fair on the 19th...and maybe one on the 27th.  We'll see! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112921499320123456?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112921499320123456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112921499320123456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112921499320123456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112921499320123456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/grad-fairs.html' title='Grad Fairs'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112921201555846472</id><published>2005-10-13T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:47:41.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Songs Suck..</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fairytales aren't true/Happy ending Hollywood is not for me and you/so add it up and break it down/it's not that hard to figure out/you're crazy and I'm crazy about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...well maybe he's not crazy, maybe I'm the crazy one, or maybe we're both crazy, whatever the case...the crazy about him part is totally true.  If I haven't said this before or maybe not recently...I love the band Bowling for Soup...they have such a talent for creating earworms...but hey, I love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even though I really feel a connection to the chorus of "Smoothie King" I have to say...Big D brings me a happiness that I don't know I've ever felt before.  Seriously.  There is a happiness that I have with my children.  There is a sense of love there, but the happiness and love I feel with Big D is completely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean in the perv kind of way...that's just like a bonus...but it lies in the way he looks at me...the way I feel when I'm with him...it's my hand in his...it's in his thoughtfulness...it's everything and anything and nothing at the same time...it sometimes feels almost as natural and normal as breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I left to go home...for a few moments when I was in his arms...I wanted to stay there...just stay in his arms, warm, comfortable, and safe, not move, just be there with him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe love songs suck and fairytales aren't true...but let me say, in my lifetime I have kissed a lot of frogs...well not a whole lot, but enough anyway...and all the while, there was this amazing man out there who I didn't know.  A man who could make me feel safe, loved, and happy just by being near me.  I feel so lucky to have finally met him, and to have him as a part of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post is for you Big D.  Thank you so much for everything...but mostly thank you for being you!  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112921201555846472?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112921201555846472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112921201555846472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112921201555846472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112921201555846472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-songs-suck.html' title='Love Songs Suck..'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112903858467447181</id><published>2005-10-11T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T09:49:44.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First of Many</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I go to my first Recruitment Fair.  I go to another tomorrow.  I'm nervous but very excited. In some ways I feel like I'm channeling my Grandfather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya see my Grandfather was an Automatic Screw Machine Rebuilder as well as a salesman type for a machine shop.  Growing up I'd go over there and he'd have pens, and calculators and all kinds of do-dads with the name of the company on it...right now I'm boxing up some pens, compact mirrors, lint brushes and key chains...all with my place of work on it...in many ways I miss my Grandfather sometimes...he really did love me...even if it was because I reminded him of my mother when she was younger...Hopefully today Grandpa will be with me...and I'll get some students recruited...they didn't call him Lucky for nothin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112903858467447181?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112903858467447181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112903858467447181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112903858467447181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112903858467447181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-of-many.html' title='First of Many'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112895674916454383</id><published>2005-10-10T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:09:14.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Win and A Gross Out...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America's team won 4-3 on Sunday.  It was a hard fought game but they managed to score the winning goal with aprox. 30 seconds left in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the gross out...ewww...saw the movie "Waiting..."  was good, was funny, but ewwww...just sayin...makes me afraid to go to a restaurant again...lol  Well glad I am not a complainer that's all I have to say...oh and as Big D put it...the part with snaggle-bush...omg, you need to see in order to understand...was pretty funny though...but I had to look away or close my eyes during a few moments of the ewwww gross bad complaining customer gets what's coming to her part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, spent some more cuddling/quality time with Big D.  Would have been all night if I could have figured a way to do it... ;)  I am so in love with him...he is really without a doubt, an absolutely wonderful man...he's great with kids and dogs...oh and fun to be around...oh and totally hot...oh and did I mention that there are times that the mere sight of him makes me have impure thoughts...oh no!  The Horror!  The Horror!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...pretty uneventful weekend...got lost going to our normal rink on Saturday because of weekend freeway closure and no marked detour...ugh!  I can't wait for construction season to be over with...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112895674916454383?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112895674916454383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112895674916454383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112895674916454383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112895674916454383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/win-and-gross-out.html' title='A Win and A Gross Out...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112869694884565713</id><published>2005-10-07T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:55:48.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still happy...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still totally happy that the end of the blood thinners is near.  I really really am.  Next year I plan on going to Cedar Pointe and riding every roller coaster...because damn it....I could NOT do that this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc said to me and I quote "You realize you could have died.  Actually you almost died." I'm like..."yeah I didn't want to think about it but yes I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...hematologist (also a cancer doc) telling me that I almost or could have died...very sobering moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life passes us by too quickly...days turn to weeks turn to months turn to years...I'm not willing to sit and idly watch it pass me by.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few inner demons that I'm battling again...I swear, sometimes I think I need to turn catholic or at least find someone to perform an exorcism.  Damn demons suck ass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend should be fun.  Kid Galahad had a moment this morning...getting him out of bed and ready to go to the sitters, I said to him. "You know where you're going Sunday?"  He says "Old Pa-Pa's!" (this is my grandfather)  I told him "No, you have hockey again this Sunday."  He starts crying (because that's what this child does, he cries)  I ask him why he's crying.  He says "I want to go to Old Pa-Pa's."  I tell him that he's going there on Monday not Sunday.  You think that stops his crying...nope.  He then says "I want to play baseball not hockey."  Well...I have to explain to him that he can play baseball this coming spring.  But it's a different season.  He finally gets out of bed.  He wakes up all the way and then is suddenly excited about hockey this Sunday...this kid is going to make me insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America is going to help with the I-Program.  Initially she'll be helping Kid Galahad.  But when Kid Galahad is finally ready, then she'll help the coach with the rest of the team.  She's excited.  The coach for the I-Program thinks it's great because there are a few little girls out there who'll probably think it's great that a girl hockey player is helping coach and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm trying to make sure I get some alone time with Big D this Sunday.  I love it that we can do things with the kiddos and stuff...but I want some time with him. Just me and him.  Even if it's cuddling up next to him in a movie theatre...it'll be nice.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112869694884565713?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112869694884565713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112869694884565713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112869694884565713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112869694884565713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/still-happy.html' title='Still happy...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112869630900365502</id><published>2005-10-07T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:45:09.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And brought to you by the number 5...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.theprettyface.com"&gt;Mae&lt;/a&gt; inspired me to take this quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Investigator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  5&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're independent - and a logical analytical thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love learning and ideas... and know things no one else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored by small talk, you refuse to participate in boring conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are open minded. A visionary. You understand the world and may change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/numberquiz.html"&gt;What number are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeehh...I kind of agree...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112869630900365502?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112869630900365502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112869630900365502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112869630900365502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112869630900365502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-brought-to-you-by-number-5.html' title='And brought to you by the number 5...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112862001022082332</id><published>2005-10-06T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:33:30.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quiz thing</title><content type='html'>Got this one from &lt;a href="http://www.rainy-love.com"&gt;Rainy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Apple Cider&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpartoffallareyouquiz/apple-cider.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smooth and comforting. But downright nasty when cold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpartoffallareyouquiz/"&gt;What Part of Fall Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112862001022082332?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112862001022082332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112862001022082332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112862001022082332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112862001022082332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-quiz-thing.html' title='Another quiz thing'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112861786637207660</id><published>2005-10-06T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T12:57:46.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOHOOO!!!! GOOD NEWS!</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well went to the hematologist.  It looks as though I will only be on the coumadin one more month.  Of course he'll do follow up tests a week after I stop.  And then it'll be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I'm catching up on work...but had to share that good bit of news! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112861786637207660?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112861786637207660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112861786637207660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112861786637207660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112861786637207660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/wooohooo-good-news.html' title='WOOOHOOO!!!! GOOD NEWS!'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112861759592958207</id><published>2005-10-06T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T12:53:15.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072670010_Hierophant.jpg" border="0" alt="The Hierophant Card"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the the Hierophant card. The Hierophant,&lt;br&gt;called The Pope in some decks, is the preserver&lt;br&gt;of cultural traditions. After entering The&lt;br&gt;Emperor's society, The Hierophant teaches us&lt;br&gt;its wisdom. The Hierophant learns and teaches&lt;br&gt;our cultural traditions. The discoveries our&lt;br&gt;ancestors have made influence the present.&lt;br&gt;Without forces such as The Hierophant who are&lt;br&gt;able to interpret and communicate traditional&lt;br&gt;lore, each generation would have to begin to&lt;br&gt;learn anew. As a force that is concentrated on&lt;br&gt;our past and our culture, The Hierophant can&lt;br&gt;sometimes be stubborn and set in his ways. This&lt;br&gt;is a negative trait he shares with his zodiac&lt;br&gt;sign, Taurus. But like Taurus he is productive.&lt;br&gt;His traditional lore can provide a source of&lt;br&gt;inspiration for the creatively inclined, and&lt;br&gt;his knowledge provides an excellent foundation&lt;br&gt;for those who come into their own in the&lt;br&gt;business world. Image from: Morgan E.&lt;br&gt;Cauthers-Knox.&lt;br&gt;http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/loth/m/o/morganc/morganc.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/Which%20Tarot%20Card%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; Which Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112861759592958207?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112861759592958207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112861759592958207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112861759592958207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112861759592958207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112853866785588722</id><published>2005-10-05T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:57:47.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope You Know</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this will go down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Your Permanent Record...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well don't get so distressed...did I happen to mention that I'm impressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep...the Femmes' "Kiss Off" is playing in my head today.  No particular reason, just playing away.  Makes me happy though...so I'm not completely complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss America begins guitar lessons today.  Joy of joys! :)  At least she doesn't want to play the flute anymore.  However, her new interest in guitar has awakened an old friend of mine...my playing the piano.  I haven't really sat down to play in a long long time...since way before Kid Galahad was born.  I know that I'm going to be a bit rusty, but I know that I can still play a few of the songs in my old repetoire...it's actually really relaxing playing songs you already know...it's playing new stuff that stresses me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on campus today I saw a few homeless people.  They make me so sad.  In many ways my reaction to them is quite the same as that to stray animals.  I want to help them.  I want to clean them up and fix them somehow.  I wonder what went wrong to take them to where they are today.  That's me though...I want to fix things.  Animals, broken people, broken appliances...I like to fix things, makes me feel better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up again for NaNoWriMo.  If anyone out there likes to write, and wants to write a novel...it's a fun thing to do...it's overwhelming, and I haven't actually finished it the years that I've signed up...but I signed up and this year I'm going to have my words in...a month of straight writing...not worrying about editing till it is all said and done...NaNoWriMo is national Novel Writing Month or something.  There are discussion boards and support groups...I'm really gonna try to do it this year...seriously...if anyone signs up let me know and I'll support ya too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time to prepare for a meeting...have a great day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112853866785588722?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112853866785588722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112853866785588722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112853866785588722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112853866785588722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hope-you-know.html' title='I Hope You Know'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112844266793537978</id><published>2005-10-04T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:17:47.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt?  Me?  I have guilt???</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I have guilt.  Imagine that.  A single mom who works full time and finally finished her undergrad degree going to school part time.  I have oodles and oodles of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the guilt was spurred by a stupid television news blurb.  I guess they've done a study now.  A study that says that kids who have moms who stay at home do better in school.  Great.  Now my kids are going to be behind in school because I don't stay home with them.  Miss America has always been an honor roll student, and she's always tested high on those stupid standardized tests.  But damn it, if I would have stayed home, she would be like a super genius!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Poor Kid Galahad.  That child will probably be way behind because at the age of 3 I don't have him in pre-school yet and I'm not at home with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never feel like I'm doing enough.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out Miss America's Schedule now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - After School she has knitting club (the new hot trend!! :P)  &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - After School she has Builder's Club (Junior Kiwanis thing) and then she has hockey practice&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Before School Art Club and then after school guitar lessons&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - After School hockey practice&lt;br /&gt;Friday - OH NO!  A DAY WITH NOTHING SCHEDULED BEFORE OR AFTER SCHOOL!! THE HORROR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Hockey practice&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Helping with Kid Galahad's hockey practice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been thinking about voice lessons...maybe that will fill in her empty Friday.  Sometimes she'll have a hockey game fit in there on days where a practice is not.  Because, well because playing on another team's home ice is a different day than our home ice.  Some practices are games on our home ice and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Kid Galahad only has Sundays scheduled for him. That's just for an hour in the afternoon.  Miss America wants to start taking him open skating when we have a free hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I have guilt, and I guess my way to deal with it, is to make sure my kids (well at least the oldest) is active.  She's joined all these clubs on her own.  The Builder's club she likes because she feels that she's making a difference community wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now she's stressed about her grades, especially Math because she fell of the horse a little and forgot an assignment or two.  But she said she'll be able to do well on the quiz and make up for the missing assignments and at least have a B in there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder who this test group for the study is.  How did they choose which students of working and which students of stay at home mom's to poll?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that raising my kids pretty much on my own, and working, is scaring them for life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112844266793537978?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112844266793537978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112844266793537978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112844266793537978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112844266793537978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/guilt-me-i-have-guilt.html' title='Guilt?  Me?  I have guilt???'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112835078051592686</id><published>2005-10-03T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T10:46:20.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Meme...</title><content type='html'>Another Meme... &lt;br /&gt;This one comes from &lt;a href="http://www.eatmisery.blogspot.com"&gt;Comments from the Peanut Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Legal First name? Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Were you named after anyone? My Great grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you wish on stars? I have been known to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When did you last cry? This morning.  (Damn Radio DJ's and hormones!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite lunch meat? Roasted Turkey from Jerry's Foods (they roast it themselves...and I love it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your birth date? February 23, 1974&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your most embarrassing CD? Michael Bolton...but hey it's not even really mine, it's my mom's and she left it in my car...so it's still there...that's my story and I'm stickin' to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you be friends with you? Sure would.  Though, I think I'd talk about me to my other imaginary friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Me?  Use Sarcasm?  Never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are your nicknames? Lil Bit (my grandmother) Lizard (my cousin Jack)  In HS it was Stoner (just because of my last name...I totally was a geek in school and have never partaken in illegal drugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you bungee jump? I'd love to, but probably would back out, just in case something went wrong have to think about the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think that you are strong? I'd say I am.  I'm sure I'd have others that'd agree.  Though many times, I feel weak and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Rocky Road (when I used to be able to have ice cream)  Now I love me some orange sherbert...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Shoe Size? 8 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Red or pink? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your least favorite thing about yourself? My self criticism.  Sometimes can't turn that voice in my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who do you miss most? Right now, my Aunt Lottie. Didn't find out about her passing until 2 days after she was buried. Feels like there was no closure and she was a wonderful woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What color pants and shoes are you wearing? Black pants, black sandals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you listening to right now? "Send Me An Angel." White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What did you eat for breakfast? Oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Burnt Sienna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the weather like right now? Humid and rainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last person you talked to on the phone? My mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.The first things you notice about the opposite sex? Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Yes.  She's a great read. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite Drink? Iced Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Hair Color? Natural - Medium brown  Un-Natural - Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you wear contacts? Yep, usually clear.  Sometimes Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Food? Just about anything Mexican.  But I do love me some Thai too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last Movie You Watched? The Longest Yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite Day Of The Year? Actually I have two...the first day of hockey season and the last day of hockey season.  They're tied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Scary Movies Or Happy Endings? Scary Movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Summer Or Winter? Winter, I love snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Hugs OR Kisses? Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What Is Your Favorite Dessert? Strawberry Rhubarb Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Living Arrangements? Right now back with my folks and the two kids. Getting ready to actively look for a place of our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What books Are You Reading? Reliquary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What's On Your Mouse Pad? It's just blue.  With a gel wrist rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What Did You Watch Last night on TV? Family Guy, American Dad and Crossing Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Favorite Smells? Air after a thunderstorm.  Fresh cut grass.  The air near a lake or any body of water.  Strangely enough, hair dye.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Favorite junk food? Chocolate (any kind right now would make me happy thankyouverymuch) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Rolling Stones or Beatles? Most days it'd be the Stones, with an occasional Beatle day for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What's the farthest you've been from home? Orlando Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever wants to do this meme. Let me know so I can see your answers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112835078051592686?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112835078051592686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112835078051592686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112835078051592686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112835078051592686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-meme.html' title='Another Meme...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112834655925058548</id><published>2005-10-03T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T09:35:59.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Love Tests Lately</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my test results are below...I kind of like this one! :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day off on Friday, well I think I accomplished a lot.  I will find out more this Thursday about getting off the dang nabbit blood thinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up not cooking for Big D this weekend.  We got mexican take out...which was cool with me...no cooking means no mess to clean up and that's the part of cooking I hate!  I totally love him.  I totally love the fact that my kids like him.  I so need to find some time where we can get together with his son and my kids.  But now, now we have the hockey thing every Saturday from 2:30-4:00.  I want to think of something Because Kid Galahad says stuff about seeing him again quite often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got to catch up on the stuff I didn't do last Friday!!!  Have a good one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Liberated Lover&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;63% partner focus, 80% aggressiveness, 75% adventurousness &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You prefer your romance and love to wild and daring rather than typical or boring, you would rather pursue than be pursued and, when it comes to physical love, your satisfaction comes more from providing a wonderful time to your partner than simply seeking your own. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This places you in the Lover Style of: &lt;B&gt;The Liberated Lover&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The Liberated Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and forms the kind of free-thinking, sexually-exciting, self-confident lover that society once condemned but that a liberal-mind cherishes and exults. The Liberated Lover is a treasure to find, though it can sometimes be difficult to do so because they are often already engaged in relationships or are in high-demand if "in the market." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In terms of physical love, the Liberated Lover is possibly the most thrilling and demanding of all, with the one potential drawback being that it is possible to feel 'overmatched' at times by their prowess and selfless giving. Given trust and understanding, and the right lover, the Liberated Lover can be a delight in bed. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Exotic Lover (most of all) or the Carnal Lover, or the Suave Lover. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Nerds, Geeks &amp; Dorks&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1125085329.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=87 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=63 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;58%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;partner focus&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=144 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=6 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;96%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;aggressiveness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=132 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=18 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;88%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;adventurousness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346'&gt;The Lover Style Profile Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112834655925058548?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112834655925058548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112834655925058548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112834655925058548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112834655925058548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-love-tests-lately.html' title='I Just Love Tests Lately'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112810135901203233</id><published>2005-09-30T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T13:29:19.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin' Hooky...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not really.  I was really congested and achy this morning so I took a sick day to go to the Doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I had a conversation about my idea that maybe the low thrombin factor came from the bc pills and therefore I won't have to be on the blood thinners forever.  He says that's a possiblity and is sending me to a hematologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I showed him my freaky freckle.  The one that went from normal to turning black and actually raised up a little and I removed somewhat, but now it's coming back again.  Well he says I need to go to the dermatologist because it is definitely irregular.  The 2 freckles on my lips that are getting darker he says don't look like anything but just two freckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I get to go and make calls and hopefully get the appointments on the same day so that I can just take one day off, instead of a few hours on 2 different days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's just me and Kid Galahad today.  We've been having fun and cleaning up.  I'm even getting stuff out to make for dinner.  Now if the stinking decongestant would just start working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and other good news from the Doc.  He says we can cut down the amount of my heart medication and see how I react.  This is the first step to stopping it all together.  It can't just be stopped.  So yay me!  I may be going back to just taking allergy medication after all.  I hate medicine!!!  But, it could be worse, so I'll stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Big D is coming over and I have no clue what to make for dinner.  I didn't know he didn't like Tabouli.  I still may do the Ka-Bobs and baklava...but no Tabouli or Hummous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112810135901203233?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112810135901203233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112810135901203233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112810135901203233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112810135901203233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/playin-hooky.html' title='Playin&apos; Hooky...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112801731522522055</id><published>2005-09-29T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:08:35.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now A New Part of My Job Begins...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I began here, they've been telling me that I'll handle the Ph.D. Program as well as the MSN program.  So far, very little to do with Ph.D.  Now, now the past week or so, I've been doing quite a lot with the Doctoral students.  I've created an ACCESS database to track their progress in the program.  I've now gone to a Doctoral Student Forum meeting.  I'm learning their names and their specialties.  Good thing they all seem like a very nice group of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I should be taking Miss America to hockey.  And getting the final details regarding the pictures.  As for right now they have pictures scheduled at like 11:15 am and they don't have practice until 2:30.  This will make me run out a lot of gas on Saturday.  They were going to try to move the time to right before the practice, which would be fine with me.  I live like close to 30 miles from the rink.  I don't want to travel 120 miles total- 4 trips - to the same rink on the same day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Galahad starts the I-Program Sunday.  I had all of his equipment on him.  I should have taken a picture.  I will make sure to do that on Sunday and I'll put it in my Flickr account.  I like Flickr, it makes sharing pictures easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to plan what I'm going to make for dinner on Sunday.  I'm almost tempted to go over to the meat market on Saturday and get ka-bobs after KB's post.  They have some awesome ones over there...maybe a whole Mediterranean theme.  I could do the ka-bobs, make some tabouli and baklava for dessert...or something...maybe even some hummous...I don't know if Kid Galahad will touch it but I know I will and so will Miss America...I'm thinkin' maybe Big D would like it to...we'll see, have some time to plan...well not some but at least a day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one ya'll!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112801731522522055?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112801731522522055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112801731522522055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112801731522522055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112801731522522055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-now-new-part-of-my-job-begins.html' title='And Now A New Part of My Job Begins...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112792912048373241</id><published>2005-09-28T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:38:40.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I pat myself on the back for being funny...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the student center to get lunch for myself, my mother and her student assistant.  Well there were these guys by me waiting for their food as well, after all the orders were taken.  They were talking about this bar that's near campus.  I've been there, actually used to go there quite often, and the one starts talking about the roaches.  Yes they have roaches...I haven't seen them but I've heard the horror stories and I won't go to the bathroom there because of said stories...but I digress.  The one guy said he had killed this huge roach in the bathroom, and before I could help myself, I turned and looked at them, and said "How did you hide the shotgun from George, he usually don't go for that kind of thing in the bar."  The guys cracked up and then started talking to me about Circa and about a few other campus locations.  They even invited me to join them for lunch...because I am just that funny...of course I declined...but they continued with other humorous shenanigans, and it eventually turned to gross bathroom humor, which I laughed at as well...a few other females looked at them a little disgusted...and then I realized...maybe my funny is stuck on male mode...or maybe not...who knows...all I know is for a few minutes today, I was funny.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112792912048373241?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112792912048373241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112792912048373241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112792912048373241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112792912048373241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-i-pat-myself-on-back-for-being.html' title='Where I pat myself on the back for being funny...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112782928192169284</id><published>2005-09-27T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:54:41.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days you're just destined to be late...</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be one of those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm was set for the wrong time...well not the wrong time but the wrong time of day...Well I woke up and it was still dark, and couldn't see the clock but felt like it was time to get up...unfortunately...my son was in bed with me, right next to me.  So instead of getting up and hitting the button on my clock to see what time it was, I just snuggled up with him and fell back asleep.  Then when I finally got my butt out of bed, I realized that I should have gotten up initially because now I was running late.  Not really really late just like 20 minutes, but 20 minutes can be life or death for me some days.  I managed to get everything done and leave the house on time...only to be stopped in traffic for a while.  A long enough while that I ended up 10 minutes late for work...luckily no one noticed...I snuck in the super secret back way and no one was the wiser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm plugging away at a database I'm building in ACCESS...hopefully it'll be something that can be integrated into the current system so that everything will exist in a little happy world!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112782928192169284?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112782928192169284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112782928192169284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112782928192169284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112782928192169284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-days-youre-just-destined-to-be.html' title='Some days you&apos;re just destined to be late...'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112782892591637919</id><published>2005-09-27T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:48:45.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Modern, Cool Nerd&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;95 % Nerd, 60% Geek, 13% Dork &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;For The Record:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;BR&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;BR&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;BR&gt;You scored better than half in Nerd and Geek, earning you the title of: Modern, &lt;B&gt;Cool Nerd&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Nerds didn't use to be cool, but in the 90's that all changed. It used to be that, if you were a computer expert, you had to wear plaid or a pocket protector or suspenders or something that announced to the world that you couldn't quite fit in. Not anymore. Now, the intelligent and geeky have eked out for themselves a modicum of respect at the very least, and "geek is chic." The Modern, Cool Nerd is intelligent, knowledgable and always the person to call in a crisis (needing computer advice/an arcane bit of trivia knowledge). They are the one you want as your lifeline in Who Wants to Be a Millionaire (or the one up there, winning the million bucks)! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;Love &amp; Sexuality&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1124997258.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=147 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=3 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;98%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;nerdiness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=128 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=22 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;85%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;geekosity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=11 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=139 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;7%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;dork points&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815'&gt;The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10709931-112782892591637919?l=lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112782892591637919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10709931&amp;postID=112782892591637919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112782892591637919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10709931/posts/default/112782892591637919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizardsramblingthoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-knew-it.html' title='I knew it....'/><author><name>Lizard Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04223715595655577558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10709931.post-112782805688672048</id><published>2005-09-27T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:34:16.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It didn't start till my college years...honest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hand-Raiser&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are 71% Rational, 71% Extroverted, 28% Brutal, and 42% Arrogant. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are the Hand-Raiser, that annoying kid in class who always had an answer for everything. No doubt, as a child you probably sat in the front of the class, anxiously waving your hand back and forth in the air while your teacher desperately tried to avoid calling on you because you were the ONLY fucking kid that answered her questions. Clearly, the key traits of your personality are your rationality and your extroversion. You are like a little talkative calculator, in other words. You also tend to be rather gentle and less arrogant than most people. So what is your defect, then? Well, you're boring, and when you're not boring, you are just plain annoying with your ultra-logical responses and constant need to talk to others. So keep waving that hand in the air, son. I'm still not calling on you. You are too logical, you talk too much, and your humility and gentleness only makes me hate you more, because they make me feel like I almost SHOULDN'T hate you. But I do. Big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;2. You are more EXTROVERTED than introverted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;3. You are more GENTLE than brutal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;Brute&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;Braggart&lt;/A&gt;, the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;Haughty Intellectual&lt;/A&gt;, and the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;Robot&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The other personality types:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Emo Kid&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Starving Artist&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Bitch-Slap&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Brute&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hippie&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Televangelist&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Schoolyard Bully&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Class Clown&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Robot&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Haughty Intellectual&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Spiteful Loner&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Sociopath&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hand-Raiser&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Braggart&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Capitalist Pig&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Smartass&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812105.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=78 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=72 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;52%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Rationality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=114 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=36 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;76%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Extroversion&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=38 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=112 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;25%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Brutality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=62 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=88 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;41%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Arrogance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506'&gt;The Personality Defect Test&lt;/a&gt; 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