<?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-5991914938432311454</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:28:53.627-08:00</updated><category term='silly'/><category term='babble'/><category term='funny'/><category term='gaspard'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='sharann'/><category term='lens'/><category term='birds'/><category term='pixelblocks'/><category term='cute'/><category term='phone'/><category term='animal crossing'/><category term='soda'/><category term='summer'/><category term='gateway'/><category term='monster'/><category term='singstar'/><category term='balloons'/><category term='toy'/><category term='survey'/><category term='wallet'/><category term='gaspard ulliel'/><category term='ulliel'/><category term='nintendo'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='sansa'/><category term='blabber'/><category term='edward'/><category term='cheesecake factory'/><category term='edward cullen'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='meme'/><category term='batman'/><category term='hello kitty'/><category term='jeans'/><category term='video games'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cell phone'/><category term='etc.'/><category term='random'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='robozippy'/><category term='mega man'/><category term='urban outfitters'/><category term='toys'/><category term='movie'/><category term='&quot;dark knight&quot;'/><category term='hot topic'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='flickr'/><category term='fun'/><category term='sephora'/><category term='kentucky'/><category term='love'/><category term='tokidoki'/><category term='sackboy'/><title type='text'>Ninjas Keep Secrets</title><subtitle type='html'>And then one day, I said to him, in my usual over-excited cry, "I love you!".  And then, he turned to me, and ever so softly, said, "And you shall always have my heart.".  He wasn't British, but his accent was nice.  My heart was flying around my chest.  I wonder if butterflies always feel this way?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-1796164373091303080</id><published>2009-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:01:15.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, Same Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it turns out, buying a dust buster that picks up pet hair is not an excuse to get a puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, for the new year, here's some awesome stuff to come outta too-tho'sand-n-ate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The new Shiny Toy Guns C.D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Now I have to get them to sign this case someday to match the first one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The new Death Cab for Cutie C.D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A commercial release, but it was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twilight (the movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was not nearly as lousy as I expected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twilight (the books)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read these in January, the first three anyway.  The 4th came in August, and promptly sucked.  I doubt I will ever reread anything but a few passages from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was going to wait to get one, but the more I saw Little Big Planet, the more I wanted.  So I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No regrets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visting Kentucky/Ohio/Indiana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a fun trip.  People are so nice &amp;amp; chill back there.  Also it was nice not to feel like I had to wear Prada to the gast station, like I feel here.  But son't get me wrong, I love my SLC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two of my dear friends had babies this year!  Both girls!  GOOOOOOooooo Team G!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting the Band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although this happened at the very end of the year, it still happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there were just these little moments--camping at Goblin Valley, playing Rock Band with friends, the garden, the pictures, Wall-E, Summer Games, and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yea, and some guy is the new president.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-1796164373091303080?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1796164373091303080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=1796164373091303080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1796164373091303080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1796164373091303080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-same-old.html' title='New Year, Same Old!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-7663967558622588528</id><published>2008-09-26T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:04:20.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sackboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kentucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singstar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello kitty'/><title type='text'>Cork It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I went to Kentucky &amp;amp; the surrounding area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I want to punch people in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly people like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm such a HUGGGEEEE nerd! Can anyone explain Harry Potter to meeeeee? I love him SOOO MUCH! But why did Snape hate Harry, like, so bad?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or a little of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm the supreme geek girl! First of all, I am a girl--that's right, &lt;strong&gt;I'M A GIRL WATCHING JAPANESE CARTOONS AND I'M IN THE 17-25 DEMOGRAPHIC! DID I JUST NOT BLOW YOUR LITTLE MINDS WITH MY USELESS KNOWLEDGE OF DRAGONBALL Z&lt;/strong&gt;?! &lt;strong&gt;LOVE ME&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, people, you suck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quit insulting the title of geek, nerd, dork, and weiner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, you can have weiner. I'll give you that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, onto Harry Potter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, SPOILER ALERT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, come on, people, it's been out for a year. You can't read 78% of wikipedia articles without having some sort of Harry Potter spoiler in said article(s).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going through Deathly Hallows again. I'm still super sad at Dobby's death. So sweet and nole for a little guy to save the whole freaking day. And what about that Snape? That's hot, yo. I had forgotten how Wormtail died, and I remarked to Daniel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"He died how he lived--forgettably."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Voldie, Voldie, Voldie. Dude! Seriously. You're not attractive. Can't whip up some sort of hair or something for yourself? Maybe, I dunno, a NOSE? Also, power is overrated. I mean seriously, what do you do? Just like, sit around all day? Playstations don't work in your world. Is there wizarding karoke? Is there some sort of Japanese wizarding anime that gets like transported from moving pictures they've drawn? Wizard Chess, Exploding Snap, and Wizard Chess sound kicin', but seriously, don't you ever just wanna kick it with Hi-Ho Cherry-O? Ride a tandem bike? I mean, what would you do? You gotta tell everyne what to do and all that jazz. No thanks, man! I'm too lazy for power. Find yourself some other sucka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that you really asked me anyway, but o.k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Target yesterday. We got the slim PS2 with the singstar game for $120! YAY! I've been playing it non-stop. I excel at "Chasing Cars", "Baby, One More Time", and "You're Beautiful". I'm getting better at "Feel Good, Inc.". I want to get more them now, though. It's like Guitar Hero. You're insta-hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also at Target I tried a "Choxie" chocolate bar, but check it--it was creme brulee truffle! Oh my gosh! It was like a little bit of fluff from Heaven had been shoved into a little block of milky choco. It was, in a word, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acceptable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also went to Sanrio for freakin' sweet Hello Kitty baking gear. It was probably the best thing ever. Not really. not even close. But it was, in a word, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncrappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps, I, dare say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;neat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe it's almost October. It was 91 yesterday. I was thinking "We can swim any day in November." Almost every moment in my life can be summed up by a song lyric, Simpsons quote, Catcher in the Rye reference, or photo. It is, in a word,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fluffy puff marshmallows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of photos! I named my studio! We're ordering business cards (well, I am, since I have a few gigs coming up), so fancy that, huh? It is, in a word,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; butterflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I want to declare my undying love for Sackboy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you, Sackboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDYINGLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; love you, Sackboy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is, in a word, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;undyingly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a pretty random rambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, who wants some Hello Kitty shaped cupcakes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are, in a word, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cupcakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-7663967558622588528?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7663967558622588528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=7663967558622588528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/7663967558622588528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/7663967558622588528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/cork-it.html' title='Cork It!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-1752144058159646402</id><published>2008-08-12T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:18:51.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Greatness All Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've been having a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mexican Coke is so awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scones are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New lenses are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially when they're Nikon 70-300mm telephotos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my, yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So--show this Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously Evan is having a paty for their CD Release.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Support your local scene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has anyone played Kurupoto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought because the packaging was adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For $10, I wasn't expecting much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And while it's fairly short &amp;amp; sweet, it's cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also bought Barnyard Blast simply for the packaging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Badass Piglet?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I get a heck YES?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like make-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even thought I hardly ever wear it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But seriously, I have so much Hard Candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urban Decay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too Faced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's nuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I seriously love knowing I can wear glitter from head to toe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have my eyelids as green as grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eyelashes as blue as my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-1752144058159646402?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1752144058159646402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=1752144058159646402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1752144058159646402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1752144058159646402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/greatness-all-around.html' title='Greatness All Around'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-1847241012639374994</id><published>2008-07-23T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:23:34.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Blender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for m.f.t.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meme fun times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall we gooooo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;001. What is user / screen name? onestrangekitten &amp;amp; starspunkle&amp;amp; robozippy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;002. How old are you? 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;003. What is the link to your website, blog, or myspace? &lt;a href="http://www.onestrangekitten.com/"&gt;www.onestrangekitten.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/sharann&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sharann"&gt;www.myspace.com/sharann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;004. Where are you right at this moment? north end of the living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;005. Choose 5 words to describe yourself: whimsical, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;006. Do you smoke? nopes, I like smelling nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;007. Do you drink? This question is so stupid.  I'm assuming it's asking about liquor, right?  Not water or kool-aid or ovaltine?  If my hunch is correct, and you know it is, I would say no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;008. Do you swear? Yea, but it's something I hold in around the more conservative crowds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;009. Do you have low self-esteem? It's a happy medium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;010. Do you get online a lot? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;011. Do you like taking pictures? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;012. Do you like to have your picture taken? Sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;013. Would you ever date someone 5-10 yrs younger than you? I dunno.  I like people, not their ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;014. Would you ever date someone 5-10 yrs older than you? Again, people not age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. Do you think you're weird or normal? I FEEL normal, but I KNOW I'm weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;016. What do you like least about your body? It's limitations due to gravity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;017. What do you like most about your body? It's ability to jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;018. Has there ever been a rumor spread about you? I dunno, prolly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;019. Do you prefer to hang out with one friend or a group of friends? A little of both is great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;020. Who knows the most about you? Daniel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;021. Who do you trust the most with your secrets? Daniel.  Good thing he was the anwser to 20.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;022. Name one person whose arms you feel safe in: Daniel's.  I can fall sleep in no time flat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;023. Been in love? Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;024. Had your heart broken? Yea, but no biggie.  They heal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;025. Spun until you were so dizzy you couldn't walk? All the freakin' time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;026. Screamed so much you lost your voice? Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;027. Done something extremely unexpected? I think, I tend to do strange things anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;028. Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to be doing? All the time.  It comes with doing unexected things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;029. Been called a tease? Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;030. What is your biggest fear? Being held in by fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;031. What was your scariest dream? I used ot have a reoccuring one when I was a kid about the fan blades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;032. What was your best dream? Th eone I'm living!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;033. What is your greatest strength? Making things funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;034. Do you have any bad habits? Yup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;035. Do you think life has been good to you so far? Yes.  It's up to me to be happy, to have a good life.  You make the best of where you are, what you have, and make your own surprises, and share them with others.  You make your life happy, and you spread it around, and eventually everyone's living alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;036. Do you have any piercings? Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;037. What does your underwear look like? Panties?  I have a lot of underpants, you guys.  It's madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which do you prefer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;038. Jeans or dress? jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;039. Pizza or pasta? pasta, usually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;040. Rich or happy? HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;041. Shower or bath? Showers, usually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;042. Family or friends? Family, usually, but in small doses.  friends are easier, 'cause you can kick them out and they're usually cool with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;043. Kiss or hug? HUGS!  But they're both awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;044. Bright or dark room? dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;045. Chocolate or vanilla? Vanilla!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;046. Laugh out loud or chuckle quietly? laugh out loud, I can't laugh quietly, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;047. Foreign movies....dubbed or subtitled?  It really depends, sometimes I would rather watch the artwork (i.e. anime) than really follow a storyline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;048. Last furry thing you touched?I was laying on the carpet a second ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;049. Song you listened to? "Don't Cry Out" by Shiny Toy Guns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;050. Last person you talked to on the phone today? I think it was Daniel (I called him at work to see if he was ready for lunch).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;051. Watched on TV? Simspons.  There was a line that cracked me up.  Homer calls Selma to get her help in making Apu a legal citizen (by marrying him).  It went something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homer (calls Selma):Hello, Selma? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selma my dear, how are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen, shut up for a second. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;052. Compliment you received? "You dazzle."  In fact, I just barely got that one.  It's pretty sweet, and reminds me of Edward Cullen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;053. What are your first thoughts waking up? "Cupcakes and seahorses, and hee hee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;054. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? A big ol mix of colors, that colors in rainbows.  Or green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;055. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;056. Are you too shy to ask someone out? No!  I mean I don't have to romantically, but I ask friends to do stuff all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;057. Most memorable experience with a friend? I married my best one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;058. Do you believe in soulmates? Yes, but I think people have more than one.  At least seven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;059. Do you think that it's possible your heart doesn't give you a choice with whom it falls in love? Sure.  It's an organ deep in my chest.  I'm not really sure what it's up to most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;060. What is something about you that people would be surprised to know? Usually my age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;061. What is one thing you've learned about yourself in the last year or so? I am a girl who really sticks to her guns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Saturday is gonna be a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-1847241012639374994?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1847241012639374994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=1847241012639374994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1847241012639374994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1847241012639374994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/blender.html' title='Blender'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-5775402720928460959</id><published>2008-07-19T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:52:13.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;dark knight&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal crossing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>Senora has Ideas, Sir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I saw "The Dark Knight".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Downright smelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was no Harry Potter teaser trailer AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though certain websites had led me to believe that it would, in fact, be playing with Batman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never mind that I watched the twenty three second trailer about seven times last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never mind that it consists only of a black screen with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;voiceover&lt;/span&gt; and strains of the familiar theme playing at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never mind that I saw one for Terminator 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; sparkling headmaster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, not Sam the Eagle from "Muppet's Christmas Carol".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, the film itself was most excellent, and everything you've heard already is true. Seriously one of the best movies ever to come out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I like it better than Wall-E?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do love me some Gary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Oldman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;screentime&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Heath Ledger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Excellent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He understood his character so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite line in the entire movie was a simple "Yea" muttered by The Joker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't spoil it for you, you'll know it when you see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack Nicholson (the comparisons are inevitable) was just sorts being, well, Jack Nicholson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was trying really hard to like Tim Burton's movies better than these, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I can't buy X-Files tickets yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going on Friday since Saturday is going to be about 15 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt; time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;WROK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check out what I got at the grocery store last night.&lt;br /&gt;For fifty cents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Official licensed Nintendo Animal Crossing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Netsukes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The really weird thing went down like this, though, you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got four quarters from the cashier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I approached the machine and see a display of all the different ones you can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being as I can only get two, I turn to Daniel and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I hope I get the pink girl &amp;amp; K.K. Slider!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;, you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Animal Crossing Netsukes by Robozippy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann/2681338544/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Animal Crossing Netsukes" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2681338544_85bf09c500_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Astrologers!" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/19/nyregion/19calorie.html?ref=nyregion"&gt;NYT Article About Calories or something.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up when they talked to the "astrologer".&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make up some weird profession&lt;br /&gt;("Hello! I'm Sharann Hansen, I'm a Helicopter.")&lt;br /&gt;when I give interviews from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would interview me.&lt;br /&gt;About seahorses.&lt;br /&gt;Otter pops.&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes stuck on windows!&lt;br /&gt;Soap bubbles? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-5775402720928460959?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5775402720928460959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=5775402720928460959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/5775402720928460959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/5775402720928460959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-i-saw-dark-knight.html' title='Senora has Ideas, Sir!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2681338544_85bf09c500_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-3305836247006897315</id><published>2008-07-09T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T19:54:07.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robozippy'/><title type='text'>Flickr Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Thanks to Janine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flickr Meme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How it works:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into a Flickr search.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;b. Using only the first page, pick an image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into the Mosaic Maker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. First name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Favorite food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. High school you attended?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Favorite color?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Celebrity crush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Favorite drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Dream vacation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Favorite dessert?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. What you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. What do you love most in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. One word to describe you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. Your Flickr name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Blogspot Mosiac! by Robozippy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann/2653934057/"&gt;&lt;img height="276" alt="Blogspot Mosiac!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2653934057_f501a17258.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann/588748939/"&gt;Girl Getting Bitterer&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thebruce0/2603731503/"&gt;Apple Cinnamon Cheerios!&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/canfielddave/2052952130/"&gt;Rust&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bocavermelha/488435693/"&gt;♫ YO Yo yo, there's no place like a green penthouse... so i told the genie i wanted to be well hung. ^o^ ♫ nah... wildlife from singapore♫&lt;/a&gt;, 5. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8688993@N07/532802145/"&gt;Gaspard Ulliel - Vanidad magazine&lt;/a&gt;, 6. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/maxshirley/879094/"&gt;Ice Kold Kool-Aid&lt;/a&gt;, 7. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zhensem/440926454/"&gt;Ladybug&lt;/a&gt;, 8. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blythely_jean/137483080/"&gt;My favourite foods (1/12 scale dollhouse miniatures)&lt;/a&gt;, 9. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dark-o/408532292/"&gt;bless from above&lt;/a&gt;, 10. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bocavermelha/182619080/"&gt;Step by step… steadily ♫♫&lt;/a&gt;, 11. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/doctony/404452450/"&gt;whimsical treat&lt;/a&gt;, 12. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann/2048500277/"&gt;Straight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm in there twice, yes.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Not only is my real name strange, but so is my flickr name.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-3305836247006897315?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3305836247006897315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=3305836247006897315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/3305836247006897315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/3305836247006897315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/flickr-meme.html' title='Flickr Meme'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3129/2653934057_f501a17258_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-9054153972443455913</id><published>2008-07-08T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:17:49.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot topic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban outfitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Sighs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you in Salt Lake City, I offer a valuable tip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVOID THE SUBWAY AT REDWOOD ROAD AND NORTH TEMPLE AT ALL COSTS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, it was the suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this poor guy was stuck trying to get these other two idiotettes ro do something properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good for you, guy at Subway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, hate is hate, people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living in Utah doesn't mean bashing on Mormons is o.k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're that unhappy, there's 49 other states available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in love with the Wrinkle of Time books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda picked up a Wrinkle in Time because I'd been meaning to for awhile, and being as I'd rather buy a book for a validation than pay a lousy dollar for using a crummy parking space, I got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the second a week later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the rest of them on July 4th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really should thank my fifth grade teacher, Mr. Keithly for introducing me to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although, at the time, I wasn't quite smart enough to "get" it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I got enough that it stayed with me for 17 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, Madeline L'Engle was the awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, Hot Topic is irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey look at us, we have Domo-Kun!  We're so hip and up on the latest trends!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea, from six years ago, Hot Topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Champ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also find it funny that they have a whole collection of eco-friendly items,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all lined up among consumer-friendly useless things that everyone MUST HAVE RIGHT NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so republican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did however, get some jeans at Urban (Outfitters).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're pretty cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The video for "Cath..." is still pretty sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was hoping she would go for her true love, but, oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is an emoticon equation for how it makes me feel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/ +  :) (?) - :) = :.(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a new lens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fisheye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-9054153972443455913?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/9054153972443455913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=9054153972443455913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/9054153972443455913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello kitty'/><title type='text'>Ring Ring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, a real one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I have a toy Hello Kitty one that makes noise and has a viewmaster type gizmo in it.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with my little toy one.&lt;br /&gt;So, back off, Cingular/Sprint/Cricket mall pushers!&lt;br /&gt;I don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it.&lt;br /&gt;Just because it exists, doesn't mean it is worthy of taking up space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why, do I get so sad at "So You Think You Can Dance"?&lt;br /&gt;It's the crying mamas &amp;amp; papas in the audience!&lt;br /&gt;"It's o.k., Mom &amp;amp; Dad!"&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno, I just saw you on television."&lt;br /&gt;"Get away from me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was at the Gateway today.&lt;br /&gt;A girl I saw there was just on the news.&lt;br /&gt;They were talking about the stimulus checks.&lt;br /&gt;At the Gateway.&lt;br /&gt;Neat, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, go Obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please, oh please, Go Obama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-3751050113119519480?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3751050113119519480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=3751050113119519480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/3751050113119519480'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Gift Giving 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooooo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone heard of this game called "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone got a 156 note streak on the first go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, just me, then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Different, but still good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, WiiFit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's very cute, although the trainers creep me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What happened to their faces, Momma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their FACES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, it turns out I do have excellent balance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In your face, self-doubts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was really into seeing V ("V for Vendetta") doing step aerobics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awwww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he's not taking down corrupt governments, he's keeping his trim figure up with the Wii balance board!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Nintendo: Helping you take down the man since 1984 or so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, Daniel needed a new chain wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess who's the best wife ever and got him a Domo-Kun one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though he doesn't really know who Domo-Kun is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But has a wife who has liked him for the past 4 years or so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she liked the wallet a lot, but she can't wear a chain wallet because it makes her pants feel too off kilter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so basically she bought it for him, even though he never would have picked out for himself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, it was me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought my husband a Domo-Kun chain wallet that he didn't really want, but after looking at it for 10 minutes with my hopeful face staring at him for those 10 minutes, he decided it was o.k. and he would keep it, he guessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the thought that counts, weiners!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-1085220542479453075?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1085220542479453075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=1085220542479453075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1085220542479453075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/1085220542479453075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/gift-giving-101.html' title='Gift Giving 101'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-3972519503864682143</id><published>2008-05-21T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:41:32.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheesecake factory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balloons'/><title type='text'>Special Delivery, Canada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everday I wish for balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This wish does not usually come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, it hasn't come true in 982 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost 1,000 days without balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can I stand it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day, I'm going to take a bunch of dollars and buy a bunch of balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every color, with every color of ribbon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will tie them all around my body till I float away, free as I please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might land in a different country, so I should maybe have the balloonist inflate my passport in one of the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I will never land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I will just float on up to Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiya, peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if I float PAST Heaven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I can imagine is that the universe just ends all of sudden, with just a huge picture of those rainbow bars that come on network channels after like 3 a.m..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That would be bizarre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder if there would be music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, this Halloween, I'm buying more than two bottles of the spray on hair glitter (and the hair glow in the dark) spray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two just doesn't last from one Halloween to the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Use it on Halloween, Christmas, Tuesdays, concert-going-ons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's a lot of spray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to The Cheesecake Factory on Monday for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking I'd maybe wear my tokidoki dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over jeans and a layering t, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It reveals more than I feel like revealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so private!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S. American Airlines, you really suck.  Seriously.  You're like the crap friend to people going places for more than one night.  The crappy, unreliable, snob friend.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-3972519503864682143?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3972519503864682143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=3972519503864682143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/3972519503864682143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/3972519503864682143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/special-delivery-canada.html' title='Special Delivery, Canada!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-5291999029067372358</id><published>2008-05-18T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:58:49.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poster Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.K., so I got my Sansa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was afraid ol' amazon would raise the price, so I went ahead and bought it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO REGRETS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's pretty awesome, and lest we forget the most important feature in electronices--it's pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, my M83, Nouvelle Vague, and Brak all look super shiny awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I am seriously excited for Wii Fit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went ahead and pre-ordered it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a tip for all you young'uns out there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever I want to pre-order a game, I always ask if it comes with swag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if it doesn't, the salespeople will usually round up something to give you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY for consumerism! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WiiFit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love playing on balance boards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I have excellent balance, sorta, anyway.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Wii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Mii(s)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these things together should make for some fun, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've seen Iron Man twice now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RDJ looks pretty o.k. in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And by "o.k.", I mean pretty hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, I was hoping for some better trailers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X-Files?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Harry Potter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time I went, however, a guy in front yelled "That's my birthday!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He yelled this after the "Prince Caspian" trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For it said "May 16th" at the end of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Random Guy Shouting Hilarious Things In The Theater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday, everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-5291999029067372358?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5291999029067372358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=5291999029067372358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/5291999029067372358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/5291999029067372358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/poster-child.html' title='Poster Child'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-4707893697682249205</id><published>2008-04-28T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:12:28.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sansa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sephora'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have found my mp3 player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sensa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000HZ9CCA/ref=ord_cart_shr?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;OHHHHhhhhh!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, after buying a new lappy, I'm somewhat techy-underfunded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The announcement for "viewer discretion" on House is horrible. It's like they sat around and sat "What of the American Pie kids said 'Viewer discretion...is ADVISED."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea, puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I got followed around in Sephora Saturday 'cause they thought I was shoplifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I'm going to open my bag in the middle of the store, pull out my planner &amp;amp; pen, write something down for someone I had just met, all after I had placed the eyeliner I was just holding on top of the shelf in order to write legibily, and THEN toss said eyeliner into my bag in clear view of two cashiers, then dash out in a daze of eyeliner-thievery-induced-euphoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, not yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000HZ9CCA/ref=ord_cart_shr?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;amp;m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;v=glance"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-4707893697682249205?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4707893697682249205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=4707893697682249205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/4707893697682249205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/4707893697682249205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-found-my-mp3-player.html' title=''/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-7905756166000265687</id><published>2008-04-22T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:47:22.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokidoki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sephora'/><title type='text'>Spending Money=Not Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ordered the 80's tokidoki dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found out Unlimited Enthusiam will be at Kilby in July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andddd, had a red creme soda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH MAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow I get my "green" shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're made from hemp and old tires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a great buy for Earth Week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(But then I get a Sephora order on Friday.  Do those two cancel each other out?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough spending though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Really.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-7905756166000265687?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7905756166000265687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=7905756166000265687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/7905756166000265687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/7905756166000265687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/spending-moneynot-good.html' title='Spending Money=Not Good!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-624999670491413961</id><published>2008-04-16T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:53:51.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ulliel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaspard ulliel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaspard'/><title type='text'>Oh, you Cullen boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Edward.&lt;br /&gt;Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z208/ElaganteKitsune/Gaspard%20Ulliel/gaspard25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monitor is on fire! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would cease typing if it truly were ablaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It was a joke on how hot Gaspard/Edward is)&lt;br /&gt;(Gasward.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-624999670491413961?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/624999670491413961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=624999670491413961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/624999670491413961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/624999670491413961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-you-cullen-boys.html' title='Oh, you Cullen boys!'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z208/ElaganteKitsune/Gaspard%20Ulliel/th_gaspard25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5991914938432311454.post-2180645090891649331</id><published>2008-04-08T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:52:20.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pixelblocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mega man'/><title type='text'>Inklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not inked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I probably will never be so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, if I ever was, it would be this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Mega Man In Pixel Blocks by Robozippy, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharann/101053833/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Mega Man In Pixel Blocks" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/37/101053833_f03c893346.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S., that's my photo, I'm Robozippy. Yup.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I would want it to be animated, and on my hip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An animated Mega Man gif inked forever on my high, wide hip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I say my hip, because it's easy to hide, but easy to show people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ouchie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5991914938432311454-2180645090891649331?l=starspunkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2180645090891649331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5991914938432311454&amp;postID=2180645090891649331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/2180645090891649331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5991914938432311454/posts/default/2180645090891649331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starspunkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/inklings.html' title='Inklings'/><author><name>starspunkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08597679492475921093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mdBaWJw44_k/SAa9lL-OvWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XgH2SNqSD2Q/S220/megb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/37/101053833_f03c893346_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
