<?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-3507028</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:54:35.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless Junk</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my place to store useless junk</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106459161847790965</id><published>2003-09-26T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T10:53:37.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your class has an interesting idea of &lt;a href="http://www.ubu.com/found_frames.html"&gt;poetry&lt;/a&gt;, Sarah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106459161847790965?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106459161847790965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106459161847790965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106459161847790965' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106393911209559260</id><published>2003-09-18T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T21:38:31.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/corvusnightwing/1058098168_hecate-400.jpg" border="0" alt="hecate"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hecate- Greek&lt;br /&gt;"Goddess of the Witches", "Goddess&lt;br&gt;of the Dark Moon". The original&lt;br&gt;incarnation of the holy trinity, the crone&lt;br&gt;aspect of the triple goddess. She was warped by&lt;br&gt;the coming and spread of Christianity into a&lt;br&gt;demonic, evil monster to obscure her importance&lt;br&gt;in healing and love magic. She symbolizes&lt;br&gt;blessing, cursing, luck, divination, the moon,&lt;br&gt;oracles, prophecy, magical empowerment,&lt;br&gt;mutation, healing, wisdom, women's mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/corvusnightwing/quizzes/What%20Deity%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Deity Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106393911209559260?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106393911209559260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106393911209559260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106393911209559260' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106340278839329662</id><published>2003-09-12T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T16:39:48.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear Sarah, not only do I know (they had the Sports Illustrated papered all over the campus), but Carbondale (its students, anyway) is very proud to be know as better tailgaters than sports fans. I'd rather be known as a lush than rabid nut who paints his body consciously. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106340278839329662?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106340278839329662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106340278839329662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106340278839329662' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106313361183495754</id><published>2003-09-09T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T13:53:31.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sarah, is Trickster's Choice out? And when does Bend it LIke Beckham come out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I feel out of the loop of normal society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106313361183495754?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106313361183495754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106313361183495754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106313361183495754' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106280074128188677</id><published>2003-09-05T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T17:25:41.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER SUCKS!! Ate my last bloody post. Not that it was a poetic masterpiece, but ugh! I've got to write more, and that's work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So saying, I've now got a &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/skitty_kitty/"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt; that's got squat on it, but it has icons. Yay icons! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping us posted, Jules, and I'm sorry your babies died. I hope your spirits pick up soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Stacey, lying is not right. Bad things happen to dishonest people, like slugs in their beds (you are taking notes, aren't you Sarah? or are you too busy with your pedicure instead of posting more story! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106280074128188677?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106280074128188677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106280074128188677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106280074128188677' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106263003105980710</id><published>2003-09-03T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T18:01:01.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eat me, I'm nitrogenous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent too much time in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post more Sarah, otherwise I'll be forced to be studious.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106263003105980710?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106263003105980710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106263003105980710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106263003105980710' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106253092425362799</id><published>2003-09-02T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T14:31:33.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technoangel.net/marauders/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.technoangel.net/marauders/images/q_james.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technoangel.net/marauders/"&gt;Which Marauder are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;quiz made by &lt;a href="http://www.technoangel.net"&gt;Robyn and Angie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I've been every Marauder except Peter. Consistency, anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madpony.com/archive/2003_08_24_index.html"&gt;Check this out,&lt;/a&gt; if you are, or ever were, a college student. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106253092425362799?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106253092425362799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106253092425362799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106253092425362799' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106247858552065169</id><published>2003-09-01T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T23:56:25.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dfw.com/mld/startelegram/news/local/6628817.htm"&gt;And the fun continues.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, &lt;a href="http://electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;, I know have the Bend it Like Beckham soundtrack firmly engraved into my head. Now if only I could get my classes half as interesting as yours...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules,&lt;/a&gt; I'm so sorry about your birds, and I know I'm not helping by reminding you, but it sucks to lose your kids. I hope the rest fatten up and heal quickly, and I'm glad your trip was fun. Missed you, too, you sexy tigress, you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's Labor Day weekend was as relaxing as possible, and that you got to sit inside listening to the rain while you stay snug and warm, preferably with a good book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106247858552065169?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106247858552065169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106247858552065169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106247858552065169' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106213281782718475</id><published>2003-08-28T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T23:53:37.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of course you should expect this by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sapphireisle.net/HPMarry/Banners/Lupin.jpg" width="300" height="100" border="0" alt="I'm Mrs. Remus Lupin"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sapphireisle.net/HPMarry/HPMale.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Book Antiqua" size="2"&gt;The HP Male Marriage Quiz&lt;/a&gt; made by &lt;a href="http://www.sapphireisle.net" target="_blank"&gt;Sapphire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/taytay/1041316260_entsdenott.gif" border="0" alt="Nott"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/taytay/quizzes/Which%20Death%20Eater%20Are%20YOU%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Death Eater Are YOU?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/Calengonien/1057896583_willturner.jpg" border="0" alt="will turner"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Will Turner! He's played by Orlando Bloom.&lt;br&gt;Will Turner is a young blacksmith with pirate&lt;br&gt;blood. He loves Elizabeth Swann. (sorry girls&lt;br&gt;:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Calengonien/quizzes/Which%20Character%20From%20%22Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%22%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Character From "Pirates of the Caribbean" Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Knockturn/1045291887_ldimageR9R.JPG" border="0" alt="Wolf Daemon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your WOLF DAEMON shows that you are solitary,&lt;br&gt;ferocious, and often intimidating, but not&lt;br&gt;without your sufficient loyalty and poise.&lt;br&gt;People tend to misunderstand you, but you&lt;br&gt;prefer your own company, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Knockturn/quizzes/What%20Animal%20Would%20Your%20Daemon%20Settle%20As%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Animal Would Your Daemon Settle As?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chthonic1239/1049657479_topgawaine.jpg" border="0" alt="gawain"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sir Gawain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/chthonic1239/quizzes/What%20character%20in%20Arthurian%20Legend%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What character in Arthurian Legend are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/corvusnightwing/1058125145_ureshorus1.jpg" border="0" alt="horus"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Horus- Egyptian&lt;br /&gt;"The Mighty One of Transformations".&lt;br&gt;Egyptian god, the son of Isis and Osiris. God&lt;br&gt;of the all-seeing eye. His animal is the&lt;br&gt;falcon. The Pharoah was also seen as his&lt;br&gt;incarnate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/corvusnightwing/quizzes/What%20Deity%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Deity Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one is somewhat amusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/falseaidoru/1044759063_catbannercutekitty.gif" border="0" alt="kawaiikitty"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kawaii neko! You're not a sexy catgirl, but not a&lt;br&gt;cat either. You're something too cute for&lt;br&gt;words! You're a *gasp* chibi catgirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/falseaidoru/quizzes/How%20Catlike%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How Catlike Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ye gods, no!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106213281782718475?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106213281782718475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106213281782718475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106213281782718475' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106203611234853198</id><published>2003-08-27T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T21:02:52.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/cgi-bin/aol/2003/0827/p03s01-ussc.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bible Believers Feel Forsaken: Is Society Abandoning God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I love journalists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think they were being persecuted or something. Whatever happened to freedom of religion? Not necessarly &lt;em&gt;from&lt;/em&gt; religion as most people seem to think, but still. Maybe if they'd be willing to allow signs from every religion, then I wouldn't mind the Commandments staying up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106203611234853198?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106203611234853198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106203611234853198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106203611234853198' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106203570999107697</id><published>2003-08-27T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T20:55:09.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How many more days until Bush is out of office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get the chance to read Voltaire, do so. The man's farking hilarious, and brilliant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106203570999107697?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106203570999107697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106203570999107697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106203570999107697' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106201095806252359</id><published>2003-08-27T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T14:02:37.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am pathetic. If I'm not entertained 24/7, I go into convulsions that usely lead me here. I have the attention span of a gnat, especially when I would rather be running around like a headless chicken instead of inside, gearing up to study for a stats quiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, I feel a little better. I am very much so looking forward to this weekend, which's very sad seeing as I've only just gotten here. I really do whine too much, but I guess that's what blogger's good for. I snivel like a twit here instead of real life where I'd have to face the people I sniveled at on a regular basis. For those of you who I do meet in real life, well I just don't care since you're all nuttier than I am. I should do the world a favor and banish this thing to the depths of Dis, but I'm just not that nice of a person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Bram Stoker's Dracula and liking it. Mina's a very cool cat, even with the Victorian tones shading how she acts. I am far behind, classics wise. Though unlike you english major weirdos (referring only to you, Sarah), I don't have classes that force me to read them or suffer a tortuous demise. I don't have classes that allow me to draw in them for homework, either. *sigh* I should get a B.A., perhaps after I win the lottery or find out my dear, sweet, very rich relative keeled over. I love my sciences, but I'd much rather do practical applications instead of reading over a text until I'm blind. I suppose that's what labs are good for, but your discouraged from blowing things up in chem labs, and in the zoo labs they don't trust us enough to let up play with the animals. At least not yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post more story, woman! ^_______________^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106201095806252359?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106201095806252359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106201095806252359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106201095806252359' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185855546094780</id><published>2003-08-25T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T19:46:46.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no brain, I have no brain, I am swiftly going insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else agrees that I need to get off the computer? Medication is the other option, but I don't think that'll help me concentrate. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomfelton.com/gallery.php?img=231"&gt;Yum.&lt;/a&gt; I do believe our lovely Lucius is also going to be playing Hook on the new Pan movie I'm currently fan girling over. All right, must stop oggling the net and start homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'm I kidding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185855546094780?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185855546094780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185855546094780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185855546094780' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185615102035295</id><published>2003-08-25T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T19:02:30.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1047168577_zprotector.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x873758c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/The%20ULTIMATE%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The ULTIMATE personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185615102035295?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185615102035295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185615102035295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185615102035295' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185551686559091</id><published>2003-08-25T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T18:51:56.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://nimbo.net/quiz/gryff.gif" alt="i'm in gryffindor!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimbo.net/quiz/houses.html" target="0"&gt;be sorted&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://nimbo.net" target="0"&gt;nimbo.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd be sick of these things by now. Mwuah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185551686559091?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185551686559091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185551686559091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185551686559091' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185300914102010</id><published>2003-08-25T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T18:10:09.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wouldn't consider &lt;a href="http://minrho23.diaryland.com/"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt; frightening, per se.... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185300914102010?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185300914102010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185300914102010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185300914102010' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185178339638631</id><published>2003-08-25T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T17:49:43.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, but what's &lt;a href="http://www.electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;your&lt;/a&gt; idea of honorable? Not that I don't trust yous all, or nothing. ;p And I'm getting rather funny images of you and Sarah dancing around with Halloween masks, shouting 'Booga, booga, booga!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an active imagination is a scary, scary thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185178339638631?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185178339638631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185178339638631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185178339638631' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106185164057323957</id><published>2003-08-25T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T17:47:20.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I saw the coolest thing on t.v., someone in a football game doing a bicycle kick that was totally awesome and I know I would kill myself if I ever attempted it. Football(soccer), horse sports, and gymnastics are the only sports I can stand to watch, except sometimes American football, but that's only if I want a certain team to win. But I don't get to watch much of it whilst done in the boonies. I did get to watch 'Bollywood' on the International Channel, which's amusing, but the Asian section 'twas fun. I got to pretend I could understand what the Japanese were saying. The enthusiasm they can show on some of those game shows is very catching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 70's show is very funny today. I seem to be only able to watch comedy shows of late. All those drama shows usually end up depressing me, which shows you what a twit I am, that I let t.v. programs depress me. Then I get upset that I'm upset, and it's a rather funny, twisted cycle. Don't watch A.I. unless you wish to witness some Jude Law sexiness (at least in that movie) and skip the ending. And I needs to get my fanfic fix, so toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106185164057323957?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185164057323957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106185164057323957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106185164057323957' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106175458785160000</id><published>2003-08-24T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T14:49:47.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you, &lt;a href="http://minrho23.diaryland.com/"&gt;Min&lt;/a&gt;, thank you, thank you, thank you! I had no idea about this movie, and yes, will most undoubtably be first in line. Barrie's Peter Pan and Robin Hood are probably my favorite fairy tale-esque novels, and I didn't care to much for the Disney version. Sweetness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106175458785160000?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106175458785160000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106175458785160000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106175458785160000' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106166356594188423</id><published>2003-08-23T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T13:32:45.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;That&lt;/a&gt; just frightens me more. I don't believe I'll be answering the door or phone any time soon. ;p &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106166356594188423?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106166356594188423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106166356594188423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106166356594188423' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106151683023052657</id><published>2003-08-21T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T20:47:10.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;I am now very, very frightened.&lt;/a&gt; Very.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106151683023052657?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106151683023052657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106151683023052657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106151683023052657' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106132450140909748</id><published>2003-08-19T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T15:21:41.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*gurgle* I'm half happy to be back, and half not. My zoology labs are going to kick ass *finally*, after years of waiting to get into the shit I actually need. It's farking hot and I melt everytime I step outside, but I got all the classes I need, and Japanese II's going to be fun. We've got less than 8 people so far in the class, and the instructor's not only nice, I've a feeling he's going to be a good teacher as well, and those're hard to find, esp. in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Stacey, if you want a prison, I invite you down. ;) My father made the comment, and on seeing a program on LA jails, I'd have to say they're almost exact copies, just ours has better (slightly) furniture, and if you're on the girls floor at least, the toliets don't flood every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some site recs cuz I'm already putting off my Stats homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.9thelsewhere.com/"&gt;9th Elsewhere&lt;/a&gt;, a cute and so far interesting comic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/pantsketch"&gt;pants press sketchblog&lt;/a&gt;. A must see, some great arting going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck on studying for my GRE! blah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106132450140909748?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106132450140909748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106132450140909748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106132450140909748' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106109237153045006</id><published>2003-08-16T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T22:52:51.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, &lt;a href="http://electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey,&lt;/a&gt; my new goddess, I would loooooooove a copy. Emphasis on love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back at the ol'college. Roommate seems decent, though that's only first impressions. But I have a better bathroom, so I'm happy, and only two weeks until labor day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the site rec., Jules! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to sleep/rot my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106109237153045006?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106109237153045006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106109237153045006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106109237153045006' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106031077183194817</id><published>2003-08-07T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T21:46:11.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, for &lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;someone&lt;/a&gt; who complains about people not updating their blogs, they're surprising lax themselves. Update, damn you! I don't care if you're moving out soon! Also, you going to get the Beckham CD, or shall I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from turning my hair white by paint, we've had issues with people riding our account and sending out spam. It's bad enough they stole our account, but what's god-awful worse is they used it to push out SPAM, the bubonic plague of the cybernetic age. So if you can't email, that's why, though all of you who I know who read this should have their addys ok-ed. Stupid fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules,&lt;/a&gt; do you know of any good sites that at least try and explain hula? I'd love to learn more about it, especially since you make it sound so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I wanted to recommend a great webcomic. Most of y'all know about it, but it's &lt;a href="http://tasr.keenspace.com/"&gt;Follow&lt;/a&gt;, by Hwei. It just keeps getting better and better, so check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/acteo/1053568720_CL33tquizpicsfencer.jpg" border="0" alt="You Are a Fencer"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a fencer.&lt;br /&gt;You fight honerably, you try not to kill your&lt;br&gt;oponents, but only disarm them, to force them&lt;br&gt;to surrender. Once in a duel, you will go all&lt;br&gt;out, and kill your oponent. You use a rapier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/acteo/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20Swordsman%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of Swordsman are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this quiz contradicts itself. But who cares, it's got Kira-senpai from Angel Sanctuary. Here's hoping I kicked the fuckers out, and that everyone has a great rest of the summer. It's been slipping by way too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106031077183194817?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106031077183194817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106031077183194817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106031077183194817' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-106010348494746421</id><published>2003-08-05T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T12:13:25.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/arijanian/1055660682_oding_wild.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8712154)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Brooding Wild Card&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;The essence of gritty manliness, must balance out&lt;br&gt;any bishounen tendencies in the Hero Without A&lt;br&gt;Past.  May or may not hate the Hero's guts;&lt;br&gt;preferably has a dark secret of some kind,&lt;br&gt;though the magnitude of said secret may vary.&lt;br /&gt;Added Bonus--choose your own weapon!  Anything&lt;br&gt;capable of dealing out indiscriminate carnage&lt;br&gt;will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Vincent Valentine, Seifer Almasy, Amarant&lt;br&gt;Coral, Auron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/arijanian/quizzes/A%20Final%20Fantasy%20Casting%20Call/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;A Final Fantasy Casting Call&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't post for a while, it's because I died from paint fumes. But I get to listen to Led Zepplin's Kashmir, so I will die happily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-106010348494746421?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106010348494746421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/106010348494746421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106010348494746421' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105994201905166223</id><published>2003-08-03T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T15:25:06.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eas73/1058590249_turesjack5.JPG" border="0" alt="jack and eliz on island"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are "Welcome to the Caribbean, love."&lt;br&gt;You're more than a little world-weary, but also&lt;br&gt;intelligent and you keep your head when things&lt;br&gt;get dodgy.  You're everybody's favorite&lt;br&gt;drinking buddy, but your stubbornness does get&lt;br&gt;in the way sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eas73/quizzes/Which%20one%20of%20Captain%20Jack%20Sparrow's%20bizarre%20sayings%20from%20Pirates%20of%20the%20Caribbean%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which one of Captain Jack Sparrow's bizarre sayings from Pirates of the Caribbean are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Z/zero0120/1050939117_esNerdcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Result Nerd"&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Nerd~ You love fantasy. Chances are you are&lt;br&gt;involved in some kind of RPG, whether it be&lt;br&gt;Dungeons and Dragons, Warhammer, or Online&lt;br&gt;Rpg's. You are very witty and your intelligence&lt;br&gt;attracts people to you. It's too bad most of&lt;br&gt;them arn't worthy of you, muaha! ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/zero0120/quizzes/What%20Type%20Of%20Girl%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type Of Girl Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of you are worthy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from earning my reputation as the world's biggest klutz by flinging water all over my wall (didn't hit the computer, though, mwuaha), and allergies that have reared their butt-ugly head and made me dream of ripping my lungs out and tap dancing all over them, tis been a nice quiet hiatus for me. And I've got lots o' email to catch up on. Watching The Last Unicorn last night was fun, too. I am a fantasy geek, but that's my childhood (and still one of my adult) favorite movies, bad character songs and all. Made me want to read some more Beagle books, but seeing as I'm broke and my family has been banned from the library, I think I'm going to have to wait until I get back to college. And my bigger room. Yay bigger room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105994201905166223?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105994201905166223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105994201905166223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105994201905166223' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105863799086426906</id><published>2003-07-19T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T13:06:30.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's only so much I can go without the net before I heed it's siren call. Aside from the fact that I believe my mother has selective memory, and that the movie Clue is the funniest thing I've seen since PotC (flames! flames on the side of my face!), does anyone know the difference between Miss and Ms. and if people do really dream more in black and white instead of color? The internet failed my on the latter, and I've always dreamed in color, so it surprised me that it's supposed to be the other way. Though who knows, the source could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all enjoy the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105863799086426906?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105863799086426906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105863799086426906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105863799086426906' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105841749819252118</id><published>2003-07-16T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T23:51:38.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just peeped in from my self-imposed exile (gots lots of new books so there goes my free time), and I wanted to say my family kicks major ass. I'm hugely lucky to not only love my family, but like them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105841749819252118?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105841749819252118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105841749819252118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105841749819252118' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105806788960482438</id><published>2003-07-12T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T22:44:49.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/inuyashavillain/sess.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/inuyashavillain/villain.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What Inuyasha Villain Are You?&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/3507028-105806788960482438?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105806788960482438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105806788960482438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105806788960482438' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105789139503294079</id><published>2003-07-10T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T21:59:01.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to turn my hair into this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/walt_disney/pirates_of_the_caribbean__the_curse_of_the_black_pearl/johnny_depp/pirates2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stupid site isn't working to get a better picture and making it a link instead...oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I saw the coolest clouds today; all dark and stormy gray, with this dark pink underlining. Oh yeah! Made me itch to take a picture, but alas, I was too lazy to look for the camera. Had to enjoy the moment instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that LoEG is just as good as PotC, which I'm still laughing over. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105789139503294079?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105789139503294079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105789139503294079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105789139503294079' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105785822487450000</id><published>2003-07-10T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T12:30:24.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;My&lt;/a&gt; inability? Are we forgeting how you've forgot how to &lt;em&gt;finish&lt;/em&gt; your words, so as people like me cannot hear them properly? :P Mwuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, go see Pirates for lots of fun and huzzahs! May the Large Aztec Gold Coin Faerie bless you (if you're nice to her)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105785822487450000?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105785822487450000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105785822487450000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105785822487450000' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105725420076001626</id><published>2003-07-03T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T12:46:45.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LMAO, Stacey! I looove your Faire counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn you Sarah for tempting me with more quizes, and since we all know I have no self-control, here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/babyangel732/1046920777_riussirius.jpg" border="0" alt="Sirius Black"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Sirius Black! The dead sexy ex-convict. You&lt;br&gt;like long walks on the beach and possibly hate&lt;br&gt;Snape with a passion^^ Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/babyangel732/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20marauders%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which of the marauders are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://sorting-hat.com/linklogo/sorthatg.gif" &lt;br /&gt;WIDTH="88" HEIGHT="130"&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://sorting-hat.com" target="_blank"&gt;I'm &lt;br /&gt;a Gryffindor!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eternalmagic/1052318189_smcgonagal.gif" border="0" alt="minerva"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You Are Minerva McGonagall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eternalmagic/quizzes/Eternal%20Magic%20%3A%20Which%20Harry%20Potter%20Professor%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Eternal Magic : Which Harry Potter Professor are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eternalmagic/1052406115_zimagescho.gif" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8766970)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cho Chang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eternalmagic/quizzes/Eternal%20Magic%20%3A%20Which%20Harry%20Potter%20Girl%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Eternal Magic : Which Harry Potter Girl are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105725420076001626?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105725420076001626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105725420076001626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105725420076001626' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105703486005084864</id><published>2003-06-30T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T23:47:40.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tribolum.com/tests/marvellove"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tribolum.com/tests/marvellove/phoenix.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which Star-Crossed Marvel Lover Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105703486005084864?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105703486005084864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105703486005084864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105703486005084864' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105703012152393995</id><published>2003-06-30T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T23:23:05.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bored, and it's too late to pester people. So. Without further ado, more quizes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.ansir.com"&gt;From Ansir.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTREMIST™ THINKING STYLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal extracts from the ANSIR® 3 Sides of You® book&lt;br /&gt;They are risk-takers who plan with safety in mind but by the time testing begins, they've removed most safety nets. &lt;br /&gt;They are ultra-instinctive and able to predict behaviours or likely outcomes of man, animal, or machine. &lt;br /&gt;"This is a head, not heart personality. Extremists are highly creative individuals, whose intellectual ability is often right off the measurement scale. Outsmarting death, the system, and others, is an adrenaline rush they not only seek but seem to need. The master of hand for them is mind. When planning a new project or dangerous feat, their approach is logical and linear. They organize a solution system and meticulously follow through in step-by-step order and fashion. Their "tend" is to spend considerable time in the planning and organizing phases of projects. Analyzing all aspects down to the nittiest of grittys, they calculate problems and anticipate emergencies. Extremist thoroughness is necessary. Danger is a shadow-close companion of theirs. The greatest gift of this personality is extraordinary physical sense and sensitivity. Their physical antennae or smarts can be so uncanny, so sophisticated, that when focused they assimilate with the object or subject of interest. This rare and cellular gift enables them to predict behaviours and outcomes under the most stressful of conditions." ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional insight from WorkforceDNA™&lt;br /&gt;When the dominant strength is Extremist, then dominant abilities are independence and risk-taking.&lt;br /&gt;When an individual's greatest gifts are in testing the limits of what's known or acceptable, to benefit from their unique Style of best, know "how to treat them." (Provided in a WorkforceDNA™ Report or Account).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VISIONARY™ WORKING STYLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal extracts from the ANSIR® 3 Sides of You® book&lt;br /&gt;They're driven to do something significant with their lives. &lt;br /&gt;They want to be recognized and remembered for their achievements. &lt;br /&gt;"Visionarys are born leaders and card-carrying members of the workaholics club. Yet, even among that select group, theirs is often the most serious affliction. They are the big-picture visionaries, whose eyes are so firmly focused on future they hardly notice today's mud at their feet. "Brainstorming" and "think tanks" are typical workplace innovations of theirs, and reflective of their intellectual curiosity and people-propensity. These individuals are intuitive-intellects, which means their approach to all and to life is different. Leadership is their natural role. They delegate well and handle problems of project, personnel, and process efficiently. They're known to be tough...meaning inflexible about poor job performance (their own or others'). When it comes to taking chances, Visionarys lead the world; but then, they do have that ace up their sleeve: intuition. Others may consider them extraordinarily bold risk-takers. Their own opinion differs. When emotion gives the nod, Visionary sees it as considerably riskier to ignore their own truth, in favour of logic, and much less rewarding." ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional insight from WorkforceDNA™&lt;br /&gt;When the dominant strength is Visionary expect leadership and teamship, owed to an uncommon determination to make a betterment difference in the world.&lt;br /&gt;The workplace terms and conditions required for these individuals to excel are outlined in a WorkforceDNA™ Report and Account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENTINEL™ EMOTING STYLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal extracts from the ANSIR® 3 Sides of You® book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pain is greater for them than betrayal. &lt;br /&gt;They keep diaries or personal journals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A most common emoting style. Behind trademark reserve and alluring attractiveness is an individual who is hard to know and hard to love. Trust is the wall that divides. Whether Sentinel trust is an open or shut case, depends on how each has evolved and adjusted to three personality-typical determinants: language, loyalty, and new experiences. Characteristic of Sentinels is a crane-calm look of time suspended stillness or fixed concentration. None other portrays mind-at-work like them. Others are often surprised at the thoroughness and depth delivered when they do respond and reply. No thought, no word, no action is more painful to these sensitive beings than good-bye. So ingrained is their conviction that all good must come to an end, Sentinels may not risk "hello." If by nature they are skeptical and by choice, reticent, then one question begs answer. Is there a causal relationship between reticence and the fact that Sentinels suffer internal degenerative illnesses more often than others? What is eating Sentinel from the inside out?" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was going to say I detest writing in journals, then realized the sheer hypocrisy of that statement and laughed myself silly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://webhome.idirect.com/~kehamilt/typa.htm"&gt;Blood-type A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserved calm, even tempered, introverted, sensitive to public opinion, responsible, reliable &lt;br /&gt;even tempered and takes charge when others are in confusion &lt;br /&gt;may be introvert or standoffish or shy &lt;br /&gt;may feel nervous or ill at ease with others &lt;br /&gt;sensitive to surroundings and others  &lt;br /&gt;hesitant to change -may feel misunderstood &lt;br /&gt;may shy from group-nature lover &lt;br /&gt;prefers suburbs away from crowds &lt;br /&gt;needs a private space for refuge  &lt;br /&gt;may be accused of being pessimist because of fear of change &lt;br /&gt;many are artists or creative types due to sensitivity &lt;br /&gt;craves success &lt;br /&gt;tasty served with any vegetable &lt;em&gt;Yum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0 BGCOLOR="#000000" COLOR="#FFFFFF" LINK="#ffcc00" CELLSPACING=2 CELLPADDING=2 WIDTH=150&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://selectsmart.com/RELIGION" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.SelectSmart.com/imagelinks/pagan.jpg" WIDTH=57 HEIGHT=43 BORDER=0 ALIGN=bottom&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#ffcc00"&gt;According to the SelectSmart.com Belief System Selector, my #1 belief match is &lt;B&gt;Neo-Pagan.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/BR&gt; What do you believe?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#FFFFFF"&gt; Visit &lt;A HREF="http://www.SelectSmart.com/RELIGION" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#ffcc00"&gt;&lt;I&gt;SelectSmart.com/RELIGION&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a A Emerald Dragon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I took the &lt;a href="http://dragonhame.com online"&gt;Inner Dragon quiz &lt;/a&gt; and found out I am a Emerald Dragon on the inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the war between good and evil, Emerald Dragons take the side of the noble and good....&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon walks a fine line between Law and Chaos....&lt;br /&gt;As far as magical tendancies, Magical spells come as natural to the Emerald Dragon as breathe from it's body....&lt;br /&gt;During combat situations, the Emerald Dragon shows a preference for the rending and slashing of Hand to Hand combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jadechan/1035156840_uizheroine.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are "the heroine", you kick ass chick&lt;br&gt;you. if you're a guy and you got this, buff up&lt;br&gt;a little hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jadechan/quizzes/What%20fairy%20tale%20cliche%20are%20you%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What fairy tale cliche are you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goofiness.com/personality/test"&gt;Funny tests for those of you as bored as I.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, when are you going to update your writing blog? Are ya even going to finish that little ficlit you started? I updated &lt;a href="http://www.storykitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;mine&lt;/a&gt;...and don't give me work as an excuse. ;) Also, I know it's not much compensation, but here's hoping for your dad. Maybe sometime soon the Illinois bureaucracy will get a kick in the pants and learn some common sense. And the Billy Boyd counter is hilarious and very frightening. I feel sorry for the poor man.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105703012152393995?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105703012152393995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105703012152393995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105703012152393995' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105668357161189764</id><published>2003-06-26T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T22:12:51.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quidditch is a fast and furious game where players fly around on broomsticks and hit a ball known as a "bludger".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked how she had come up with the game, Rowling explained: "You have an enormous argument with your then boyfriend, you walk out of the house and into the pub, and then you create quidditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On how &lt;a href="http://www.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30100-12358034,00.html"&gt;Jo Rowling&lt;/a&gt; created Quidditch. Is that not the best answer ever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105668357161189764?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105668357161189764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105668357161189764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105668357161189764' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105668044781607994</id><published>2003-06-26T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T21:20:47.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules,&lt;/a&gt; thanks for filling the Sirius void in my heart. And for pointing out the 'grim old place' thing. Yes, I am very slow. Great little fanfic, and use of the dog adjectives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for you, &lt;a href="http://ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah,&lt;/a&gt; thanks for that link. Hopefully it won't take five days for me to play it all on my slooooow modem. But it might help me come to terms with my grief. ;) Very interesting tidbit on Snape, though I figured something like that. I can't wait to learn more about his twisted psyche; I go for the weird ones, that I do. Why that is, I don't think I want to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookstores are evil money traps that leave you wanting more. Started the Anita Blake series, and I do rather like it. Even the main character; I was worrying she'd be the 'spunky heroine ', and she is, but there's more to it. Anyway, seems to be an interesting series so far. Jane Eyre is freaking huge, although that's rather ironic of me to say after devouring HP5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radom note: I love summer sunsets. The sky in soft hues of blue and tangerine, with soft clouds stretched across the sky like pulled cotton. The sun a giant pumpkin sinking into the earth. Soft breezes filled with the scent of clover, cool to the touch and able to draw out all of one's worries and stress. And best of all, no buildings to impede my view. Corn fields are good for something. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105668044781607994?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105668044781607994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105668044781607994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105668044781607994' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105656238515164741</id><published>2003-06-25T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T12:37:21.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;More HP5 spoilers: If you haven't read it by now, get going!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To jump off your post, &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules,&lt;/a&gt; that's one of the reasons why I'm in such denial. His death was so quick and not final. He falls backwards into this veil-thingy, and all we have to go on that he's really gone is his inability to get back and the word of everyone else who, as always, knows exactly what's going on and leaves us and Harry in the dark. And from what I've been hearing, he's not going to come back, which sucks major ass. Yes, I am a fangirl, and I want my puppy back. ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that it was all for a stupid prophecy that wasn't that relavent, that if Harry had used the mirror Sirius had given him, if Snape wasn't a brat, none of this would've happened. Which brings me to the fact that I loved the character revelations for Snape, even if he unknowingly abetted in getting Sirius killed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thestrals kicked ass, and I'll know have to think of a way to speed up time for the next book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105656238515164741?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105656238515164741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105656238515164741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105656238515164741' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105641744654582849</id><published>2003-06-23T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T20:17:26.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules!&lt;/a&gt; The below post is mainly me venting my spleen, and I think would be a spoiler since you've started reading, and it'd tip you to who's getting killed. So you might want to wait on reading it, not that it's Pulitzer Prize writing. Mostly just me seriously wishing I could rewrite that ending. Not that it's a bad ending, just sad. And so on that cheery note, happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;So those of you can't accidently read the below post. &gt;^^&lt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105641744654582849?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105641744654582849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105641744654582849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105641744654582849' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105638945175106784</id><published>2003-06-23T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T12:30:51.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Semi-spolierific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many of you are going to be seeing posts simmilar to this over and over again: WHY?!?! Why did it have to be one of my favorite characters?! As soon as that damned Malfoy said the comment to Harry after the train I almost put the book down, I was so scared. Dammit, why couldn't it have been who I thought it was going to be?! (Sorry Hagrid) Plus the whole thing with Dumbledore, which was so thoroughly depressing. I ended the scene in Dumbledore's office wanting to give both of them hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never in all my life had a book upset me so much before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awful emotional journey. That is one thing I admire about Rowling; Harry's emotions almost perfectly matched mine throughout the book, and especially at the end. I didn't think what had happened was real until Dumbledore spoke it and finalized it. But I'll be damned if I'm going to believe that's the end of him. If anyone finds a way to come back, be they alive or not, it'll be him, especially since I don't think (I hope) that the curse didn't kill him, that it was only his passing through the veil that seperated the living and dead worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am overwrought by a book, sleep deprived since I read it in one night/sitting, and that this post is just cathartic venting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY did it have to be HIM?! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105638945175106784?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105638945175106784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105638945175106784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105638945175106784' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105587568904755371</id><published>2003-06-17T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T13:48:12.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope your Jinpei gets better, &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules.&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure with you looking out for her she will. And in a moment of complete waffy-ness, I'm so glad someone like you who cares so much about the critters is taking care of them. :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105587568904755371?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105587568904755371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105587568904755371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#105587568904755371' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105554294678758244</id><published>2003-06-13T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T21:01:40.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE R E S I S T A N C E :  &lt;br /&gt;Individuals are microcosms of society. Emotions are like the masses--excitable, diverse, fickle. The mind is like the ruling class, endlessly deliberating on how to deal with their subjects. Some people are police states, suppressing their emotions, punishing subsersive elements, their militant ideals goosestepping in place. Others are like monarchies, full of pomp and ceremony, with royal heads of state presiding with laissez faire nonchalance. There are those who resemble anarchy, whose non-constitutions leave them in a perpetual state of chaos. Then there are the republics. Democratic souls with a system of majority rule, representation for all, where all the body's impulses are given a voice. But sometimes their emotions act like confused Florida voters and end up botching the whole decision making process. And of course, the potheads of the world represent a sort of fuzzy blissed out utopia, a place we all like to visit every now and then, but wouldn't want to get stranded there. Kinda like Amsterdam. &lt;br /&gt;-T.  &lt;br /&gt; Taken from &lt;a href="http://sinfest.net/"&gt;Sinfest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be giving ye a call, or something, Sarah. Today I looked at the calendar for the first time in ages and just realized how close it is to the Faire and all. I need to do some odd jobs and scrap up some cash fast. 0.o And look for a tent that may have molded into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/canihaveasoda/1055523860_tureslink1.jpg" border="0" alt="Link"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Link. Go you! You're the guy that kicks&lt;br&gt;monster butt, and yet your hair always seems to&lt;br&gt;stay perfectlt in place. Which is sorta&lt;br&gt;annoying... But, your best friends with Saria,&lt;br&gt;and you're always hanging out with that&lt;br&gt;annoying fairy, Navi. If you had your own way,&lt;br&gt;you'd make it so that none of these adventures&lt;br&gt;ever happened, and you could live in Kokiri&lt;br&gt;forest again. But you bear your destiny well,&lt;br&gt;so kudoes to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/canihaveasoda/quizzes/What%20Legend%20of%20Zelda%2C%20Ocarina%20of%20Time%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105554294678758244?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105554294678758244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105554294678758244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#105554294678758244' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-105542633794895720</id><published>2003-06-12T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T08:59:46.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a weird dream for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard of Oz, a parody of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Thatcher as the Wicked Witch of the West&lt;br /&gt;Richard Simmons as Glinda&lt;br /&gt;Dubbya as the Scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;Chirac as the Cowardly Lion&lt;br /&gt;The Tinman is anyone from the 'youth's apathetic masses, i.e. my generation'&lt;br /&gt;The Lollipop Kids are most of the women from Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;and Dorothy is the whole world wondering what the hell is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop eating egg sandwitches before bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-105542633794895720?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105542633794895720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/105542633794895720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#105542633794895720' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-95556863</id><published>2003-06-11T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T08:55:19.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something about the summertime makes one forget all about the internet. Until the urge to find music from other continents swells up and consumes me. Anyway, enjoying the somtime-sunshine (I'm beginning to think I live in the U.K.), my dog writhing on the bed because she's trying to bite her tail and the comforter is impeding her (oh, wait, now she's trying to eat my bird and my bird's trying to eat her), the fact that said bird now looks like a gray and yellow puff ball, and that I am letting my brain turn to complete mush as you can tell by this enormously long run-on sentence chock full of spelling mistakes. Mwuah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much to say after that. It's somewhat frustrating that I get good ideas to blog about, but by the time I get to the computer I've either forgotten about them, or no longer care. So the rest of you are stuck with mediocre ramblings about randomness. Or perhaps this is my sinister way of driving you all slowly, or rapidly, mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Addendum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dood, blogger's edit layout just completely changed. Wiggy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, bored and waiting for something to finish downloading. So I am making a list of every anime I've seen, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigun&lt;br /&gt;Magic Knights Rayearth&lt;br /&gt;Rurouni Kenshin&lt;br /&gt;Cowboy Bebop&lt;br /&gt;Inu Yasha&lt;br /&gt;Generator Gawl&lt;br /&gt;RahXephon&lt;br /&gt;Fushigi Yugi&lt;br /&gt;Sailor Moon (and also the dub, god perserve my soul)&lt;br /&gt;Slayers&lt;br /&gt;X &lt;br /&gt;Shoujo Kakumei Utena&lt;br /&gt;Flame of Recca&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Hunter D&lt;br /&gt;Blood: The Last Vampire&lt;br /&gt;All of Ghibli's movies&lt;br /&gt;Card Captor Sakura&lt;br /&gt;Serial Experiments Lain&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Babylon&lt;br /&gt;Angel Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;Neon Genesis Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;Weiss Kruez&lt;br /&gt;Escaflowne&lt;br /&gt;Fruits Basket&lt;br /&gt;Soul Taker&lt;br /&gt;Yami no Matsuei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wow, I am a geek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-95556863?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95556863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95556863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95556863' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-95205629</id><published>2003-06-02T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T15:05:57.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gomen ne, &lt;a href="http://electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;, I didn't get the DVDs, though you can watch some of the ones Sarah's complaining about. I do admit, though, that the subtitling did suck, and it's probably worse for you since you don't know any Japanese. But they're free. ^_~ And speaking of anime, my cousin has got me addicted to yet another anime (what is this, the 13th? 17th?). Rah Xephon, and mainly because the characters are so cute in how they act together. The plot idea's been done to death, but I'll watch it for the people. And Serial Experiments Lain, which was wiggy, and I didn't really like how it ended for Lain. But definately an interesting plot, one I've never seen. Can't beat Bebop, though. Spike, Faye, and sexy Yoko Kanno music will never be topped.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-95205629?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95205629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95205629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95205629' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-95205359</id><published>2003-06-02T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T14:58:15.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Shadowfax48/1054438365_legendary.gif" border="0" alt="Hand of God"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are God- the one supreme god who willed all&lt;br&gt;creation into existence and made all things&lt;br&gt;groovy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Shadowfax48/quizzes/Which%20Sinfest%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Sinfest Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, I've been telling that to you people for eons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/alienarose/1054272758_icslavitz1.jpg" border="0" alt="You're Lavitz!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Lavitz from Legend of Dragoon.  You are a&lt;br&gt;wonderful friend and you live your life putting&lt;br&gt;others' needs ahead of your own.  You've found&lt;br&gt;yourself replaced in various situations, but no&lt;br&gt;one can come close to the caliber person you&lt;br&gt;are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/alienarose/quizzes/Which%20Underrated%20Video%20Game%20Man%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Underrated Video Game Man Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-95205359?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95205359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95205359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95205359' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-95083614</id><published>2003-05-30T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T10:34:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger doesn't seem to like me of late. Not that I can blame it, I've been posting nothing but fluff and quiz results. But that's me, I swing from either side of the extreme and everywhere in between. ;) Can't be serious for too long, or I'll blow my brain up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vandalized my sister's and friend's sister's car today. Was much fun. Tried to find my brother's, but it doesn't stand out as much as the Giant Beast or the Hippymobile. I gotta' love the people I associate with; everybody's highly unique and nutty, and you save me from becoming a normal suburbonite. Course, if all else fails, I could always run into a corn field and grow feral there. Or, when the corn's actually tall enough to hide in. I think they'd find me too quickly now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's little baby birdies everywhere, and they sound so cute, chirping in their nests. But I can't wait till they leave, because my cat needs to get outside before she becomes any rounder. I leave for college, and she turns into a calico basketball. At least my bird was still alive, as were most of my plants (the ones that were C4 and succulents survived. alas for the ivy that didn't). Pray for my lemonbalm, I'm hoping it'll continue to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Sarah, you can keep the VCDs I gave you since I've already got them all on my hard drive. If you beg nicely, I might be able to get my cousin to lend me her Inu Yasha DVDs, so you and Stacey can go nuts. Or we could just call Stacey and leave her an entire episode on her voicemail this time. Until then, will think of other ways to amuse ourselves without being arrested. Not that that wouldn't be an adventure unto itself. Would certainly be occupied for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/freckleface/1038297860_zcuteflirt.jpg" border="0" alt="cute flirt"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cute Flirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/freckleface/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20FLIRT%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of FLIRT are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-95083614?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95083614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95083614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95083614' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-95019584</id><published>2003-05-28T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T22:23:53.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/misc/1052231231_Hangelsnuriel.jpg" border="0" alt="Nuriel"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nuriel: Known as the angel of fire. The strength of&lt;br&gt;heavens armies lays at this angels command.&lt;br&gt;Simply put... you are leader material, but dont&lt;br&gt;get too cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/misc/quizzes/Which%20Angel%20Lays%20Within%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Angel Lays Within You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-95019584?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95019584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/95019584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95019584' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94963087</id><published>2003-05-27T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T18:55:13.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought this rather ironic (but I'm not complaining. I started reading Hamlet a few days ago, then found &lt;a href="http://www.cloudnet.com/~dietzt/hamlet.htm"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt; The Slayers characters starring in Hamlet, in manga form, no less. Great stuff, actually funny, and it has my all-time favorite character, Xellos, so I'm in heaven. Yay for people who devote themselves to silly stuff like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dare you to try that next weekend, Stacey. We can gather up a capital posse and take down your Chicago ass. heheh. Not that that's a bit hypocritical of me, oh no. And since I plan to pop over sometime at Sarah's to cause mass hysteria and chaos, we can be crazy geeks together. Woohoo! That's if I can get away from my brother's. When is your sister's party, Sarah? When does the graduation even begin (or better yet, end)? The easiest thing would be to ask my own family, but easy's never fun.  &gt;~.^&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94963087?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94963087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94963087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94963087' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94905181</id><published>2003-05-26T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T13:23:58.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1052781313_iz3trinity.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Trinity-"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Trinity, from "The Matrix."&lt;br&gt;Strong, beautiful- you epitomize the ultimate&lt;br&gt;heroine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/trinitykills/quizzes/What%20Matrix%20Persona%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Matrix Persona Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/Ebony173/1053532222_HPisces.gif" border="0" alt="Pisces"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You should be a Pisces, your imaginative,&lt;br&gt;multitalented, and compassionate, but you can&lt;br&gt;be  unpredictable, irrational, and sometimes&lt;br&gt;gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ebony173/quizzes/~*What%20is%20your%20TRUE%20Zodica%20sign%3F*~(WITH%20NEW%20PIC'S!!!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;~*What is your TRUE Zodica sign?*~(WITH NEW PIC'S!!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/liquorpig/1051995874_utantkitty.jpg" border="0" alt="IAmAGiantMutantKitten"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am a giant mutant kitten. Not strange at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/liquorpig/quizzes/Which%20cute%20or%20possibly%20strange%20kitten%20are%20you%3F%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which cute or possibly strange kitten are you? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94905181?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94905181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94905181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94905181' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94798319</id><published>2003-05-23T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T14:12:49.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/Mithrigil/1040167426_sQuizFF7ii.GIF" border="0" alt="ff7"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Final Fantasy VII is not for the whimsical. The&lt;br&gt;world is cyberpunkish and (some have said)&lt;br&gt;Lovecraftian, with a kick of very adult humor.&lt;br&gt;There is very little opportunity for humor in&lt;br&gt;this world, and the main characters are too&lt;br&gt;well-set to create new life for. I'm glad you&lt;br&gt;got this option, because this game needs a few&lt;br&gt;new explorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Mithrigil/quizzes/Which%20Final%20Fantasy%20fandom%20should%20you%20be%20writing%20for%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Final Fantasy fandom should you be writing for?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94798319?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94798319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94798319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94798319' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94748447</id><published>2003-05-22T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T13:33:25.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/themesong.html" target="new"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/roadtothewest.jpg" width=230 height=140 alt="my cowboy bebop theme song is road to the west" border=0&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt; what's your cowboy bebop theme song?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94748447?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94748447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94748447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94748447' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94747672</id><published>2003-05-22T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T13:13:46.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are times I love email.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A diagnostic is someone who doesn't know whether there are two gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus saves, Allah forgives, Cthulhu thinks you'd make a nice sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is watching us, the least we can do is be entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an agnostic pagan. I doubt the existence of many gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of people: those who say to God: Thy will be done, and &lt;br /&gt;those to whom God says:&lt;br /&gt;All right, then, have it your way. -C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never invoke the gods unless you really want them to appear. It annoys them &lt;br /&gt;very much. -G.K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make God laugh - plan for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to meet my maker. Whether or not my maker is prepared for the &lt;br /&gt;great ordeal of meeting me is another matter.-Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest, a rabbi, and a minister walk into a bar. The bartender says, "What &lt;br /&gt;is this, some kind of joke?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do a good deed, get a receipt, in case heaven is like the IRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam to Eve: I'll wear the plants in this family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 8th day God said, OK Murphy, you takeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheist achieving orgasm: Oh Random! Oh, Chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the Fundamentalists, for they shall inhibit the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If money is the root of all evil, why do churches want it so badly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant shaman - add one drum and beat slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves you. Then again, so does Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Saves... Passes to Moses. Shoots... He SCORES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Zen. This is Tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want a taste of religion? Bite a minister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sects, sects, sects. Is that all you monks ever think about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies, &lt;br /&gt;probably because they are generally the same people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lion and the calf shall lie down together but the calf won't get much &lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To YOU I'm an atheist. To God, I'm the Loyal Opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the sixth day, God created the platypus. And God said: let's see the &lt;br /&gt;evolutionists try and figure this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I realize I was God? Well, I was praying, and suddenly realized &lt;br /&gt;that I was talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you freeze to death and end up in hell... wouldn't you be really &lt;br /&gt;comfortable some point along the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus came back today and saw what was being done in his name, he'd never &lt;br /&gt;stop throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is inside us, then I hope he likes fajita's, cause that's what he's &lt;br /&gt;getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've given your life to Jesus, I've rented mine to Cthulhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession without repentance is just bragging. - Rev.Eugene Bolton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think, therefore I am. - God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATAN, SATAN! It's the main megafurnace! She's losin' power and the &lt;br /&gt;temperature is dropping fast!  I'm not sure if I can hold her! --- Scotty in &lt;br /&gt;Hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus Crusade for Cthulhu: If your god's dead, blame mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go thou and sin more creatively next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time someone predicts the date of the end of the world, God pushes the &lt;br /&gt;date back a little, just to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94747672?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94747672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94747672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94747672' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94696555</id><published>2003-05-21T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T13:09:47.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0439567629/ref=hp5_tn_left/102-5264545-2199331"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is over 255,000 words compared with over 191,000 words in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The new book is 38 chapters long, one more than Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Dark Materials trilogy by Phillip Pullman, I do highly recommend, and I need a charge card to buy all the books I want to. Screw the college education, I'll raid Barnes &amp; Noble instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog brought to you by boredom and procrastination: every student's best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94696555?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94696555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94696555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94696555' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94510385</id><published>2003-05-17T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T15:32:50.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Go &lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a retelling of the boredom that is central Illinios. But I'm glad to have the chucklehead gang to keep me from going nuts. I've already got ideas for the school posters. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am somewhat affronted by the cold weather. I haven't found a summer job yet, so I'm trying to make as much use of the freedom as I can. But how am I supposed to become as brown as burnt toast if it's cloudy and wet? Hmmm, Sarah? j/k, but my parents are thrilled about it. It's the simple things, like saving money on the electricity bill, that makes life worth living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94510385?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94510385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94510385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94510385' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94285023</id><published>2003-05-13T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:17:28.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weeks?!&lt;/a&gt; Eee gads, that's a lot of time. But not too surprising considering all that seems to go into it. And kudos to &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; for being able to have the patience to go through it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back at home and enjoying the use of my own room. Trying to avoid an overly-stressed mother whom I love very much and hate to be around when she gets like this, a room that up until today was filled to the brim with shit (thank god not literally, I hope), and general post-moving madness. Plus the bazillion tornados that popped up the weekend of my return, the mad storms and wind. Even what looks like a bit of debris in the field across from us from the tornado that appeared to the west of us and thankfully went back up. I would love to see a tornado, would not want it to demolish houses. But I do love bad storms, so that was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone got back safely and has not completely lost their minds from tests, and will enjoy at least some of the summer, despite, or perhaps because, of summer jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94285023?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94285023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94285023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94285023' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94284264</id><published>2003-05-13T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T15:03:51.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Messenger snippet that wouldn't go away until I wrote it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So," Lilly started. She looked up from the fire to Ari, seeing if her words had caught the other's attention. Ari had her eyes glued to the leather-bound book, eyes scanning the pages. Lilly scowled at her, fingers drumming on the arms of her chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ari sighed and shut the book, finger marking her spot. "So what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilly smiled briefly in triumph, before turning to the matter that had been eating at her. "So did your parents really just give you to him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes" Ari started to open the book again, but Lilly blurted out, "How could they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How could they what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How could they just give up their daughter?" She twisted in her chair, hand tugging at a strand of hair. "Didn't they fight for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To what end?" Ari said with a wry smile. "To save my soul?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're their child," Lilly repeated, wondering why Ari couldn't understand how wrong her parents' actions were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grin slipped from Ari's face. "I should think you would realize how strong he is. How are two people supposed to fight him off? They did the smart thing. They saved their lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The outcome would have been the same, no matter what," Ari snapped. "If it's the fact they're family that bothers you so much, then think of this. If you believe the Christian mythos, than all humans are family, and look at what we do to each other everyday without a second thought." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ari stood up and left, the shortness of her stride telling Lilly how hard she had struck a raw nerve. Turning back to the fire, she huffed a breath, idly nibbling on a strand of hair as she repeated the conversation in her head. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94284264?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94284264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94284264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94284264' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94029191</id><published>2003-05-08T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T22:06:32.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For those of you who can do Astrology charts, all power to you. I was bored (now isn't that surprising), and when I'm bored here at college without a t.v. for mindless entertainment and all my books packed and most people gone or studying, I revert to my good friend the net to entertain me. And I usually play around with personality tests, things that supposedly *reveal!* my inner self. Which led me to the charts which are full of squiggly lines that are more foreign than an A on a Calculus test to me. I did learn I'm a Virgo with Gemini ascendent, but as to what that means...dunno. But I do like picking through all this stuff, trying to see what actually does fit, and what doesn't, or what I wish didn't fit. ;) Soul-searching, cyber style. Who needs to visit the man on the mountain when I can email him from my little cubicle of a room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day and FREEDOM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94029191?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94029191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94029191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94029191' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-94002328</id><published>2003-05-08T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T12:58:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I felt a little like Alice, and a major geek. Spotted a cottontail and my first though was 'Lagomorpha!' My prof would be proud, I suppose. And then the bunny decided to lead me deeper in the woods in the middle of the campus, and I followed. The rabbit would keep pausing, looking over his shoulder at me, and it felt like he was making sure I was still back there. Suppose he was, probably leading me from his kids, but as you'll see, my brain has decided logic is stupid this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it how when I need my brain to work with me the most, that's when it decides to play hooky. Instead of studying my Linguistics test, I spent most of the night hunting down Remus/Sirius slash. Some of it was damned scary, but my brain didn't care. Ooo, pretty fluff, pointless and often nonsensical plot, yay! Who cares about morphemes and sentence diagrams, I want pretty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four finals down, one to go. Ye gods, don't forsake me now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test - Take It!&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-94002328?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94002328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/94002328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94002328' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93888565</id><published>2003-05-06T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T17:13:00.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the spirit of procrastinantion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1032228770_DpicsRnim.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Nimue, otherwise known as the Lady of the&lt;br&gt;Lake.  Nimue was seen as both a sorceress and a&lt;br&gt;goddess, she was very much a free spirit and a&lt;br&gt;beautiful and powerful enchantress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NimueMage/quizzes/Which%20Lady%20of%20Camelot%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Lady of Camelot Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/Darkiepuss/1051509719_sInuyasha2.jpg" border="0" alt="Inuyasha"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are SO Inuyasha! You may look cute but you'e&lt;br&gt;not very nice at times! Only a few people seem&lt;br&gt;to bring out the good in you. Though you are&lt;br&gt;good in heart you don't have time for EVERYONES&lt;br&gt;problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Darkiepuss/quizzes/What%20Inuyasha%20Character%20are%20you%3F(With%20Pictures)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Inuyasha Character are you?(With Pictures)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hikari-san/1051405919_opInuyasha.jpg" border="0" alt="Inuyasha_Soul_Mate"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are destined to be with Inuyasha!  Way to go,&lt;br&gt;You!  You just got yourself hooked up with the&lt;br&gt;hunky hero of the story, and an all-around&lt;br&gt;pretty good guy, even if he'll never admit to&lt;br&gt;it.  What's that mean for you?  Well, so long&lt;br&gt;as you're okay with him pining over a (dead)&lt;br&gt;former girlfriend, the two of you will probably&lt;br&gt;get along great!  He'll protect you&lt;br&gt;(begrudgingly), and he'll never let you&lt;br&gt;down...though he tends to be a little late&lt;br&gt;sometimes.  Good catch!  And remember, if he&lt;br&gt;gets out of line, you can just say that magic&lt;br&gt;little word...  "OSUWARI!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hikari-san/quizzes/Who's%20Your%20Inuyasha%20Soul%20Mate%3F%20(for%20girls)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's Your Inuyasha Soul Mate? (for girls)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am in love with myself. Seems like fun. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93888565?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93888565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93888565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93888565' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93875513</id><published>2003-05-06T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T13:06:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/laur/1049519976_esCheshire.jpg" border="0" alt="You're the Cheshire Cat!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the Cheshire Cat. Your mysterious aura and&lt;br&gt;your penchant for riddles keep your friends&lt;br&gt;guessing. You dislike staying too long in any&lt;br&gt;one place. Your advice is always sound, if&lt;br&gt;somewhat enigmatic. The sum total of this is&lt;br&gt;that people are always following you and you&lt;br&gt;just WANT TO GET AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/laur/quizzes/Which%20famous%20feline%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which famous feline are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pangloss.com/seidel/Shaker/index.html?"&gt;Click here to be insulted.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93875513?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93875513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93875513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93875513' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93686926</id><published>2003-05-02T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T12:40:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://pantheon.keenspace.com/comics/20030502a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pantheon.keenspace.com/comics/20030502b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pantheon.keenspace.com/"&gt;Pantheon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll probably take forever for the image to show up, if it even does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93686926?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93686926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93686926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93686926' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93670714</id><published>2003-05-02T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T15:29:13.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been an odd week. I guess it should make sense, being the week before finals, where Hell finally breaks the barrier that seperates it from Earth and makes our lives a living, well, hell. And I know my Vert Zoology prof is Satan, since he pushed the final to Friday and I am stuck in this evil hell hole for another day! Uwargh! My Zoo TA also made a comment on a prof.s ass which took me and a friend completely by surprise because for one: he's a TA and you forget they're people, two: I can usually tell when people are gay or not, and he's never given any indication (plus he's cute, so I don't want him to be so, even if I'd never date him ;) and three: it's hard to tell when he's joking or not. But it was very humerous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I believe I'll put your prof on my list of People I Have to Beat. She's going to be behind this guy my roommate is/was dating, who basically (IMO, and in the state of Illinois opinion) raped her. She was fucked up, and he took advantage of her, and I am incredibly pissed. She's not close to me, but to think he did such a thing. Disgusting. I'm hoping she lets me reem the guy out, because I really want to. Actually, I'd like to punch him in the eye, and I would thoroughly enjoy, as I'm getting test stress, and because the damned cat bit my nose this morning to wake me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, got to run to the shop and buy a pretty windchime, sage and cedar bundle, and charcoal. Mmm, good smelling stuff. Plus tomorrow's the art party, and Sunday get to play in Giant City park in the woods. So more potential stress relief in site. And to everyone else going through, or going to go through, your finals, GOOD LUCK!   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93670714?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93670714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93670714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93670714' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93554842</id><published>2003-04-30T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T16:24:57.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.html"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93554842?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93554842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93554842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93554842' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93349785</id><published>2003-04-27T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:30:12.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.namestusa.com/index.html"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Christian ~ &lt;br /&gt;(Latin or Greek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ meaning ~&lt;br /&gt;Believer in Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ motivation ~&lt;br /&gt;Has a desire to attain knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ character ~&lt;br /&gt;Known for their strength of will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ feelings ~&lt;br /&gt;Always in control of their emotions&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~ intelligence ~&lt;br /&gt;Thirst for knowledge&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~ spiritual ~&lt;br /&gt;Believes in themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ nature ~&lt;br /&gt;Is always jovial&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~ inherent ~&lt;br /&gt;You are known for your sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was going to write more, but cat has fallen asleep on my hand and made it hard to type.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93349785?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93349785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93349785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93349785' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93080502</id><published>2003-04-22T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T19:54:20.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you, &lt;a href="http://www.electrastarr.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey!&lt;/a&gt; Actually, I found that Smurf, she was called Sassette Smurf, or something stupid like that. But she does exist, so in your face sucka! (course, this person doesn't read this blog, so....) And also, Stacey, whether you meant it or not, your 'Horn of Gondor' thing brings to mind not very decent ideas into my mind. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;yes&lt;/a&gt;, the cat is an illegal. RAs are not allowed inside, and we can always shove the little guy in the closet or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93080502?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93080502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93080502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93080502' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93065953</id><published>2003-04-22T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T15:11:09.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?articleID=000F1EDD-B48A-1E90-8EA5809EC5880000"&gt;Real life&lt;/a&gt; can be just as fantastical as any story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93065953?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93065953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93065953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93065953' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93059918</id><published>2003-04-22T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T13:12:46.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I neener in &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pradaloz"&gt;your&lt;/a&gt; direction as well! Why? Well, um, because I can. Actually, as far as good horse stories go, I got to ride this old dressage horse (and I get to ride him again this Thurs. hopefully), but he's an awesome ride. He's old, but he knows his shit and makes me make him work, instead of just letting me sit on him and look pretty while he works perfectly. That's great for a show, but your learn jack. And I actually got him to do a hindquarters-in thingie by accident when I was asking him to canter. And also, aside from a little stiffness, he doesn't act like an old fart. He wants to run and play, and he does dressage and I love dressage, even though I was riding hunt, and he's for sale but there's no way I could get him. Unless they provide parking for ponies at work. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as for XF characters appearing in &lt;a href="http://kapunua.blogspot.com/"&gt;dreams&lt;/a&gt;, I found it a funny coincidence because I just had a dream with the XF characters, and I was running around as Fox (how's that for gender-bending?) only he/I was turned into this weird clone-esque thing complete with fangirl wings that was running around as an assasin with Scully chasing after my ass. I think it was the Cadburry Egg I ingested before hand, or the fact that I was talking about liquifying and peptins and hydrocholoric acid before heading to bed. I wish I could record all my dreams. Not only would I crack myself up, but I think they'd be more entertaining than any t.v. show out there right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now must be off to find a red-headed smurf, because I know she existed and have made a bet to prove so to someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93059918?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93059918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93059918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93059918' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-93058693</id><published>2003-04-22T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T12:50:20.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jackee/1037956393_--lancelot.jpg" border="0" alt="lancelot"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let's not bicker and argue about who killed who!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jackee/quizzes/What%20Monty%20Python%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Monty Python Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/EmrysWolf/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Animal%20Personality%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EmrysWolf/1043110147_zstuffwolf.gif" border="0" alt="Wolf"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Is Your Animal Personality?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://botit.botany.wisc.edu/toms_fungi/calvatia.html"&gt;Mushroom Maddness.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, have a kitten. Roommate got him from a friend, and he's really cute. A ball of orange fluffiness with blue eyes, and he acts like he's on crack 99% of the time. This's bad for allergies, and for feet since he attacks anything moving, but he's cute, so he can get away with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two more weeks, then finals. Soon I will be free from this eternal purgatory that I am trapped in! Melodrama is fun, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-93058693?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93058693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/93058693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93058693' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-92233310</id><published>2003-04-08T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T12:39:33.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thereverend.com/brick_testament/"&gt;Lego Jesus!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I should get back to studying. Oh, and I might be getting a cat. A very fat cat. We shall see how this works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://instapundit.com/"&gt;More reads,&lt;/a&gt; though not as great as the Lego Jesus. Oh, and I actually went to a store that had Jesus action figures. They now need to make a Satan action figure, because Jesus has to have an arch-nemesis. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-92233310?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/92233310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/92233310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92233310' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-92121351</id><published>2003-04-06T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T22:04:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know the greatest feeling in the world? Finding out a test planned for Monday is actually on Wednesday. Yes! Now, instead of using that time to be productive, let's blog about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingested some good Japanese food this weekend. The Japanese group that meets so people who want to learn Japanese can speak to people from Japan, and help them with their English, too, met for a picnic and &lt;i&gt;hanami&lt;/i&gt; (flower watching). &lt;i&gt;Onigiri&lt;/i&gt; rocks, all their food so far rocks. I admire the Japanese and their ability to make tasty food that's healthy. Unlike me, who ingested large amounts of chocolate this weekend. S'mores and mint Oreos. Mint Oreos are the new ambrosia. They kick Vanilla Coke's butt, be it &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pradaloz"&gt;diet&lt;/a&gt; or not. ;) Probably have more chemicals, too. Here's for perserving my body before I'm even dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're on the subject of food, and that inevitably leads to weight, if I hear another girl tell me she's fat, I will scream. And you don't want me to, since no matter where you are, you'll end up hearing it. It's depressing how many people hate the way they look. People sometimes have bad days (lord knows I do), where you look like crap, but these people seem to always complain about the way they look. I dunno, but in my opinion, I think most people in this world are beautiful. But try telling someone that. It's also sad how hard it is to tell a compliment to someone and see them shrug it off, like it's a bad thing to take pleasure in someone admiring you for something. You try and tell someone they look nice, and the majority will call you a liar, say they look ugly, blah blah blah. I'm usually not one to tell lies, even white ones, so if I compliment you, I mean it. Maybe I just think it's insulting to me that they're calling me a liar. I don't know, I'm not thinking too coherently tonight. I guess the jist of this blog is, c'mon people! Not all of you are a ugly as an elephant's ass, so stop acting like it! Take pleasure in who you are, all that you are, and stop being so damned negative. (Which one could reverse and tell me to stop being so damned positive, but oh well. This's my blog, so let the happiness blind all that are unfortunate enough to venture here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-92121351?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/92121351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/92121351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92121351' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91869527</id><published>2003-04-02T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T15:56:06.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. I lied, that's not all. Vanilla Coke is the ambrosia of life, kitties are fun to play with, and I love the sun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have not ingested large amounts of crack. Not yet, anyway. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to attend a free self-defense class every Wed. for this month. At end of the class, get to wail on a police officer in a padded suit. This should be fun, and interesting. You can only do so much in sparring, cuz if you knock out your partner, well, you no longer have a partner, and they're most likely going to get you back. And that involves pain, and I am a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my classes picked for next semester, and I'm still not done with core! But all I have left is a Stats class, and if I can survive Calc, this sucker's in the bag. Plus I get animal behavior, game animals, wildlife princ., and possibly Japanese II if I can get permission from whomever's teaching it. Another time conflict, like this semester, but hopefully since I am having a similar situation this semester, and I'm one of the few not failing the class even with this handicap, that should hopefully sway the prof. to let me in. Hopefully. I need to squeeze in an art class. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91869527?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91869527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91869527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91869527' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91869147</id><published>2003-04-02T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T15:49:40.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's gonna be a bright sun-shiney day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91869147?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91869147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91869147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91869147' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91814102</id><published>2003-04-01T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T21:00:32.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omedetou gozaimasu, &lt;a href="http://ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah-chan!&lt;/a&gt; (I'm getting ready to study my Japanese. Could you tell?) Congrats on getting first place. Get anything good out of it, besides getting to rub it in teeny-boppers faces? And loved the answering machine messages. Now I've got something to do tonight besides the paper I need to be writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://lonegungirl.diaryland.com/index.html"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; if you need to talk, IM me anytime, whether my little notes on or not. (Usually it's on to hide from annoying people, but you're an exception to that rule. :) I hope you feel better, and that you can sort through your feelings, and that you keep up that relationship with him, even if he leaves. This is me giving advice about a situation I only know about via a blog, so feel free to tell me to stick it, and I will, but do feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the season to dye hair. My roommate just tried for blonde and red combined (highlights sorta thing), and only got the red. More like strawberry. She's going to be someone I remember for a long time, cuz she ranks up there on the spontaneous/hyper scale. Kinda' like Michelle, only worse, if you can imagine that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's finally gotten back to wonderful weather, and as usual, I've got crap to do inside. &gt;_&lt; Anyone want to write a paper on the use of litigation to solve ecological issues in the U.S.? Or has any primary information on it? Of course I did have since before spring break to write it...so yeah, shutting up now. Gotta' get this all done before the club parties and overall end of the year madness ensues. Finals in less than a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91814102?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91814102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91814102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91814102' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91656216</id><published>2003-03-30T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T11:50:04.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/onion3911/bush_bravely_leads.html"&gt;Heh, if only.&lt;/a&gt; Today I felt like highlighting &lt;a href="http://www.spinsanity.org/"&gt;stupid&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.matthewyglesias.com/archives/002868.html#002868"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; and articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dude, I didn't know there were still &lt;a href="http://www.strategypage.com/fyeo/qndguide/default.asp?target=CONGOB.HTM"&gt;Ninjas.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, there's no one here as crazy as me. For them to become half as insane as I am, they have to consume large amounts of mind-altering substances. Me, well I'm like this when I'm sober. Mweheheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91656216?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91656216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91656216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91656216' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91631582</id><published>2003-03-29T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T21:23:35.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you are way too easy to amuse when you put for your background wallpaper a scene from the LotR: TT with engrish subtitles and laugh like a maniac. I really need a life. Eh, no I don't. This way, as long as I have something as complex as a ball of yarn, I can never be bored! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91631582?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91631582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91631582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91631582' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91623799</id><published>2003-03-29T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T17:49:06.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do believe &lt;a href="http://minrho23.diaryland.com/"&gt;you're&lt;/a&gt; going to give me nightmares tonight. Yeah, definately gonna have the nightmares. Images of giant plushies stomping around like Godzilla, squeaking "Hold me! I love you!" Sugar-coated everything, and clowns. See, now I've gone and truly scared myself. Think snarky thoughts! Snark, dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91623799?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91623799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91623799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91623799' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91623570</id><published>2003-03-29T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T17:38:06.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love the International Store. Didn't even know Carbondale had one until recently. And one thing lots of countries have in common? They love curry. Curry is everywhere. Got my hands on Pocky, Ramento, and Aka Miso soup. Mmmm. Also, chanced on our Sensei shopping there, and she got us some HiChew candy that was a lot like gummy strawberry taffy. Really good stuff. We've got a sweetheart for a teacher, and she even said she'd like to have the class over for Japanese food at the end of the semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a good day for my stomach. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91623570?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91623570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91623570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91623570' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91584333</id><published>2003-03-28T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T21:53:53.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amethyst-dragon.net/quiz/quizable.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.amethyst-dragon.net/quiz/shadowfax.GIF" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;which LotR horse are you?&lt;/a&gt; quiz by &lt;A href="http://www.amethyst-dragon.net" target="New"&gt;Greyelf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91584333?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91584333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91584333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91584333' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91428340</id><published>2003-03-26T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T13:25:39.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://apnews.excite.com/article/20030326/D7Q0UTE00.html"&gt;A large crowd stood in line outside the court before the oral arguments in hopes of getting a scarce seat for one of the court's biggest cases this year. A knot of protesters stood apart, holding signs that read "AIDS is God's revenge,""God sent the sniper" and other messages.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like this, god, I want to knock sense into them. God sent AIDS my fucking ass. What about ebola, malaria, the damned chicken pox? Did 'God' send that to punish little children? I don't understand why people can't let others alone. If you don't like homosexuality, then fine! Don't like it! But you have absolutely no right to force that on other people. Argh! People can frustrate me so much. Here's hoping the Supreme Court will dump this law. To me this is on the same line as the seat belt law. It's none of the State's business whether someone wants to wear a belt, even if it is a good idea, and it's no one's business on whether someone wants to sleep with another, so long as it's consenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91428340?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91428340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91428340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91428340' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91392468</id><published>2003-03-25T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T23:02:58.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* I got bored again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/Fox-chan/1037127900_xseishirou.jpg" border="0" alt="You're X Seishirou.  Wow.  You're a million times better than you were before, as you have matured in age.  You're a condescending bastard to Subaru, opting to call him "Subaru-kun"%2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're X Seishirou.  Wow.  You're a million times&lt;br&gt;better than you were before, as you have&lt;br&gt;matured in age.  You're a condescending bastard&lt;br&gt;to Subaru, opting to call him "Subaru-&lt;br&gt;kun" familiarly.  However, you show&lt;br&gt;another side that is almost reminscent of that&lt;br&gt;mask you wore in Tokyo Babylon, as you treat&lt;br&gt;Dark Kamui to ice cream and crepes before you&lt;br&gt;both destroy parts of Tokyo.  Subaru really&lt;br&gt;wants a piece of you, as do the fangirls, but&lt;br&gt;probably not in the same way.  You assume that&lt;br&gt;you know Subaru's wish, but remember, to assume&lt;br&gt;"makes an ass of u and me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Fox-chan/quizzes/Which%20Seishirou%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Seishirou are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1045377151_StuffSmirk.gif" border="0" alt="Smirk"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a&lt;br&gt;little bit cocky and usually associated with&lt;br&gt;evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You&lt;br&gt;probably just don't give a damn,but it's&lt;br&gt;everyone else's fault if you don't because&lt;br&gt;you're too awesome to have any real faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Smile%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Smile are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://shadowaltz.bizland.com/kyou-banner(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.burmecia.net/doe/seishirou.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sakurazuka Seishirou&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Calm, composed, apathetic, with impecible taste, you are the Sakurazukamori. You tend to be generally calm and composed, and never let things get to you, or if they do, show no trace of it on your face. You're true to your word, and have a nasty habit of hurting the people you care about. But you don't care, because you "can't". Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://burmecia.net/doe/" target="_blank"&gt;Take the "Which Dragon Of Earth Are You!" test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;by &lt;A href="http://burmecia.net" target="_blank"&gt;Maduin&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://burmecia.net/reflections" target="_blank"&gt;Kira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/lonewolf.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/index.html" target="new"&gt;What type of Bishounen are you?&lt;/a&gt; Find out at &lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net" target="new"&gt;artificial-soul.net&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/strange" target="new"&gt;Rin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033471193_zesSubarux.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're early X/1999 Subaru: disaffected and angsty,&lt;br&gt;you live with the sole purpose of finding&lt;br&gt;Seishirou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/platinum/quizzes/Which%20Subaru%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Subaru are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hamazaki.net/kawaii/quiz/x.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.hamazaki.net/kawaii/quiz/arashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://hamazaki.net/kawaii/quiz/x.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Which X/1999 characters are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Quiz made by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://hamazaki.net/kawaii/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chesa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91392468?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91392468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91392468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91392468' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91379711</id><published>2003-03-25T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T19:03:20.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I decided to actually post something besides pictures. I know, I was amazed, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first off, turkey vultures are the schiznit. I love those birds, they're so cool. Which's good for me, since no one else ever wants to feed them. Hee. Something about being around decomposing flesh I guess. They're beautiful birds, and the three that're in there seem really intelligent, with the added bonus that they don't try to gouge my eyes out when I go in with them to drop food. Unlike a certain squirrel that had an attitude when I fed him. Or her. Ungrateful crack-addicted flying monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the squirrel didn't really try and gouge out my eyes, but it did have an attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy days, good for sleeping and not much else. Too cold to run in it, but I wish it'd start storming. Had some lightning/thunder, but not enough. Need a big storm with lots of wind, rain, the whole works. Sans tornado, unless it touches down somewhere where I can see it, but doesn't hurt anything. So basically sans tornado. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91379711?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91379711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91379711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91379711' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91378869</id><published>2003-03-25T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T13:32:14.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yeah, I got really bored, and instead of reading this really good book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0393317552/qid=1048639108/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/002-2513058-2557663?v=glance&amp;s=books"&gt;Guns, Germs, and Steel&lt;/a&gt;, I did online quizzes. So don't bother scrolling down unless you're as bored as I was. I should get a t.v. in here so I can be passivly entertained instead of inflicting my boredom on you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acquavella.cjb.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cyn-con.supanet.com/squall1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/madpiratejenny/1036308631_centresult.jpg" border="0" alt="Innocent"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/madpiratejenny/quizzes/What's%20your%20sexual%20appeal%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's your sexual appeal?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 cellpadding=3 cellspacing=0 bgcolor=F7E6DF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www3.baylor.edu/~Tracy_Nguyen/quizzes/tactics/dragoner.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=1 width=400 bgcolor=B05047&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www3.baylor.edu/~Tracy_Nguyen/quizzes/mimic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1" color=F7E6DF&gt;&lt;b&gt;*mimic*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a mysterious fighter who mimes allies' movements&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;different; versatile; untouchable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www3.baylor.edu/~Tracy_Nguyen/quizzes/mimic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center colspan=3 bgcolor=F7E6DF&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1" color=B05047&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.insomniel.com/quizzes/ffclassesquiz.html" target=_new&gt;Final Fantasy Tactics Job Class&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91378869?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91378869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91378869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91378869' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91323130</id><published>2003-03-24T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T21:57:33.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;IMG SRC="http://www.boomspeed.com/ange1/oymh.jpg" alt="Once You Meet Her" border=0&gt; &lt;br&gt; You're so mysterious... beautiful and charming, your mere presense lights up the lives of everyone around you. You love nature and fantasy-related things, although you usually prefer to be alone. When you do interact with people, you're the sweetest thing! Your enigmatic beauty captures the hearts of everyone you meet. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/YunaMyria/quizzes/Which%20Final%20Fantasy%20Theme%20Song%20is%20YOUR%20Theme%3F"&gt;Which Final Fantasy Theme Song Is YOUR Theme?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the song Sora from the Escaflowne movie. And now I need to get my ass to work. You know, I've realized that one of the main reasons I write in this blog is to remind myself not to write in it, but instead to be working. I am a stupid paradox unto myself. Blegh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91323130?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91323130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91323130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91323130' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91248148</id><published>2003-03-23T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T18:38:37.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/xellos.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/slayersquiz.html"&gt;Which Slayers Character are You like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Takes other quizzes at &lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes"&gt;Newsies Meets Anime...Anime Meets Newsies...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/arashii.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am a Dragon of Heaven, what are you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/heavenearthquiz.html"&gt;Which Dragon are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Take other quizzes at &lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes"&gt;Newsies Meets Anime...Anime Meets Newsies...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the conclusion that I do these quizzes because of the pictures. All that text looks so drab, so gotta brighten it up with stolen art. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91248148?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91248148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91248148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91248148' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91231216</id><published>2003-03-23T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T11:55:42.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.casketstore.net/images/special%20caskets/loardsupp.JPG"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't this something you'd want to be buried in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad you got Stormy back, Sarah. Hopefully the wandering kitty will have learned her lesson. Now must be off to finish work and things I should have gotten done weeks ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91231216?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91231216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91231216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91231216' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91214947</id><published>2003-03-23T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T00:48:03.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Sarah, posted a good hunk of story in &lt;a href="http://storykitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I'm probably going to keep doing that since I don't want to post it anywhere. I plan to take a loooong time with this sucker, and also, it's probably going to self-destruct or something. But I'll have fun in the meantime. Lemme know when you've got more of yours! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91214947?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91214947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91214947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91214947' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-91015655</id><published>2003-03-19T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T16:22:31.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mini-rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very annoying when people complain about getting parking tickets. Um, hello? You made the decision to park in an area where you weren't supposed to. Deal with it. Granted, the cop could be an asshole, but that doesn't change the fact that &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; were the one to park there. No one came right after you left and moved your car into a no parking zone. There aren't magic little trolls that paint over signs so you can get in trouble. People, take responsibility for your actions, fer cripes sake. This also goes for speeding tickets, d.u.i.s, etc. I'm not condemning people for doing it (heck, I speed all the time. a bad habit), but you did do the action, so deal with what could happen because of it. Yeah, it sucks, but it was your choice in the first place. Police aren't the evil demons that you whiners want to make them out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's done. &lt;a href="http://ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, so far your story seems like it's going to be another thing for me to pester you about. :) Keep the updates coming. My only beef is that the whole wicked step-mother thing is cliche. Your cast of characters seems like it's going to be fun listening to them banter/argue. And I hope you feel better, both you and Stacey. Keep your spirits up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://engforum.pravda.ru/index.php3?s=3bd19a55d30fee4cefdd6c4b521ff4c8"&gt;Forum&lt;/a&gt; I found with lots of interesting discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dear_raed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Where's Raed.&lt;/a&gt; Interesting blog supposedly by someone in Iraq. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://baby-pen.steelsong.com/comic/gb/gb.htm"&gt;Baker.&lt;/a&gt; Silly web-comic based on gay bakers. Great art, wigged out storyline that doesn't always make sense, but humor keeps me from running away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-91015655?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91015655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/91015655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91015655' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90902526</id><published>2003-03-17T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T22:43:12.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So back at home after a lovely week of NO SCHOOL! And all the good intentions I had of catching up on work, getting things finished? Yeah, they were just that: good intentions. Got to enjoy the warm weather, chasing after the pup when she got away twice (though thankfully she's a chickenshit so she never goes far), and generally being a leech to society. I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I need to register for classes. Well, add another thing on the to-do list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's fun about colleges is is getting to hear inprompetu concerts on the campus. Had a quad of guitar/banjo people picking outside, and they were thankfully very good. Coulda' stayed there and jammed instead of heading off to spooty Psychology, which I only went to because I thought it there was supposed to be a pop quiz. And there wasn't. Bugger. But it's a beautiful day, I was awarded lots of money from the government which'll put me even more in debt, and all that. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90902526?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90902526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90902526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90902526' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90731207</id><published>2003-03-14T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T15:35:07.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I might just take &lt;a href="http://minrho23.diaryland.com/"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; up on that offer. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90731207?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90731207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90731207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90731207' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90730346</id><published>2003-03-14T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T15:16:27.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome back, Sarah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sari67/1045459868_esinuyasha.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Inuyasha! You like people , but you wont admit it. You are very fierce."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Inuyasha! You like people , but you wont&lt;br&gt;admit it. You want people to think that you;re&lt;br&gt;tough, but deep down you're kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sari67/quizzes/Which%20Inuyasha%20character%20%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Inuyasha character  are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90730346?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90730346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90730346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90730346' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90729961</id><published>2003-03-14T15:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T15:09:09.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/JadeAdere/1042361080_uizStuffIY.jpg" border="0" alt="Inuyasha1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Inuyasha! Fierce, short-tempered, and (when&lt;br&gt;it comes to the opposite gender) as dumb as a&lt;br&gt;bag of hammers, you care deeply for your&lt;br&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/JadeAdere/quizzes/Which%20Inuyasha%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Inuyasha Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90729961?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90729961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90729961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90729961' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90602457</id><published>2003-03-12T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T13:27:05.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I had the guts to tell some people to fuck off. I really do. Especially since it's the net, but then I feel all guilty. Stupid moral conscious, why don't you go away? I'd be better off without you. Oh well, it's not like it's that bad. The person just gets on my nerves, and I know the poor guy has no idea he does so. He's someone that was introduced to me (poor soul) by the next door dorm person, and they had a spectacular breakup, and now for some reason I became counselor woman. I have no desire to hear about all of this, because I am selfish and highly apathetic, and he just grates on my nerves sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news, spring break!! Had the last stock show last weekend. Only one day of showing since it was regionals, and had lots of fun. And the barn was heated. Ah, sweet heat, especially considering it got to -1F outside. I think I'm pretty lucky when all I really have to complain about is the weather and annoying IMs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, hope you have fun in Georgia, and if you don't get back in time for us to do something at least this weekend, I'll hunt your tanned ass down and noogie you, or something. ;) Hope everyone else's break's going great, and that it's at least warmer than it was and you're not swamped in homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now must be off to do laundry. Hee, I don't have to pay to do laundry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90602457?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90602457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90602457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90602457' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-90192366</id><published>2003-03-05T14:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T14:26:09.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you, Jules, for the best &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/romeoandjuliet.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; ever! I thought I'd have a hernia from laughing so hard. So everyone, check this site out now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won a &lt;a href="http://eukaryotic.dreamhost.com/NewFiles/academy.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt;! Sorta', got second really. Here's the &lt;a href="http://eukaryotic.dreamhost.com/NewFiles/c14.jpg"&gt;pic.&lt;/a&gt; The gal's got such fun characters, and she seems like a really nice person. Give her a looking over, and if you like her stuff, spread the love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's it for now. I need to pound lots of taxonomy and characteristics in my head, and not make it explode. At least not until after the exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-90192366?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90192366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/90192366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90192366' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89804539</id><published>2003-02-26T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T18:19:02.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On another random note, I *heart* CLAMP and the number 16 manga of X. Granted, I've probably screwed up my understanding of the words, since I'm going off of what I know, but it had Subaru and Sei-chan in it. Gotta love those two, you have to. And kawaii Subaru. You get your poor heart stomped on like someone's doing the Mexican Hat Dance on it, but you're damn sexy anyway. But I wish I could figure out what the hell is up with Hinoto-hime. She's got some weird evil twin thing going on, and I was too engrossed in the other two to take the time and translate it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89804539?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89804539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89804539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89804539' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89804022</id><published>2003-02-26T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T18:08:51.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/artemis.gif" border=0 alt="Take the Greek Goddess Test @ Rasberry Rain"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89804022?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89804022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89804022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89804022' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89796528</id><published>2003-02-26T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T15:50:06.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Further proof that those of us wanting to be in the zoological field are insane. A friend and I have developed a zoological form of the 'penis!' game. Instead of yelling penis to one another, getting louder as you do until you disrupt whatever the hell's going on, we yell 'sculpin!'. Because we are nerds. (In case ya didn't know, because I didn't either, Sculpin's the name of a really cool looking fish commonly found in Illinois, among other places.) Seriously, it's nice to have someone you can be nutty with. We spent Psychology snickering, "Sculpin", drawing penguins with shades and cigs, and scribbling notes that involved lots of capital letters, and meshi. Mmm, food. I think if people learn to let go and have 'stupid' fun more often there'd be less stress, more love, less war, and perhaps less angry make-up sex, since no one would fight. Ok, so there's a down side to it, after all. And I need to stop before I make a bigger idiot of myself. =D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89796528?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89796528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89796528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89796528' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89789812</id><published>2003-02-26T13:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T13:38:37.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/spike.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/bebopquiz.html"&gt;Which Cowboy Bebop Character are You like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Takes other quizzes at &lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/aquizzes.html"&gt;Newsies Meets Anime...Anime Meets Newsies...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/vash.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/trigunquiz.html"&gt;Which Trigun Character are You like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Takes other quizzes at &lt;a href="http://www.lteonga.com/aquizzes/aquizzes.html"&gt;Newsies Meets Anime...Anime Meets Newsies...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse show was fun. Got to be the Judge's assistant, call in the results, pace changes, etc. and best of all, got free food at the end of the day. Mmm, free food. Also, organizing everything wasn't the awful mess we all feared it would be. And we got reserve high point. Yay us! Made me really want to jump again, so I need to find a way to pop over some fences. Little ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got to help feed the animals of the back lot in the rehab place, so I got to play with the possums, coon, and the cutest baby deer. And a kestrel that's too cute for it's own good, and would eat my finger if I let it. I love birds of prey too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to go home this weekend! I don't have to pay to do laundry! Double yay! And &lt;a href="http://www.ladyknight734.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah,&lt;/a&gt; you will now have to have a weekend just like that when we get together some time. It's very frightening and funny, all at the same time. And hey, what's this picture you and Stacey are drooling so much over?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89789812?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89789812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89789812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89789812' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89529123</id><published>2003-02-21T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T19:48:59.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Add Gackt to my list of foreign music loves. Must hunt for more, but need to sleep. Need to be up around 5ish. I believe most college students do not believe such a hour exists, and yet I must be up then. Crap. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89529123?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89529123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89529123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89529123' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89444134</id><published>2003-02-20T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T11:55:54.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is it with me and bands who sing in a language I don't understand? Discovered Rammstein, a German sounding band ( I say sounding, because I don't know for a fact, but it really sounds like it), and I love it. Love the electric guitar, the creepiness/gutteral-ness of the lead vocal. For all I know, all my fave Japanese, German (sounding), Welsh, etc. singers are telling the listener to fark off, but who cares. It sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my wish for snow? Yeah, the campus was under water yesterday, though it doesn't look like I'll be swimming to class today. But I got to play in my rubber booties. Otherwise from my ankles down, I would've been soaked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for horse show starts today. Much mane pulling, bathing of ponies that had to roll in the mud, and painting of fences about to commence. But no braiding! There truly is a god! Banding was bad enough, with trying to pull all the hair into those little rubber bands. T'will be an interesting weekend, and somewhat long. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89444134?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89444134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89444134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89444134' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3507028.post-89387635</id><published>2003-02-19T15:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T15:17:12.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.raex.com/~bbenedet/perian/PEFElrond02.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Elrond's my fancy!&lt;BR&gt;What's your fancy? Click &lt;A HREF="http://my.raex.com/~bbenedet/perian/perianmeleth.html"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt; and tell the world!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.raex.com/~bbenedet/perian/PEFLegolas04.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Legolas is my fancy!&lt;BR&gt;What's your fancy? Click &lt;A HREF="http://my.raex.com/~bbenedet/perian/perianmeleth.html"&gt;here&lt;/A&gt; and tell the world!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3507028-89387635?l=kriscat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89387635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3507028/posts/default/89387635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kriscat.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89387635' title=''/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17139887593385119001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
