<?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-536813974951528282</id><updated>2011-09-12T08:56:09.430-04:00</updated><category term='spanish'/><category term='shows'/><category term='nutrition'/><category term='greg'/><category term='SNL'/><category term='movies'/><category term='hillary clinton'/><category term='mike'/><category term='death'/><category term='Leigh Ann Larkin'/><category term='bagels'/><category term='AP'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='colorado'/><category term='SATs'/><category term='american idiot'/><category term='barack'/><category term='museum'/><category term='chinese food'/><category term='otma'/><category term='Broadway'/><category term='homework'/><category term='applications'/><category term='caffeine'/><category term='dylan'/><category term='send in the clowns'/><category term='mccain'/><category term='Elaine Stritch'/><category term='one hundred years of solitude'/><category term='spam'/><category term='journal'/><category term='computer'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='gabriel garcia marquez'/><category term='latin'/><category term='scrabble'/><category term='Catherine Zeta-Jones'/><category term='new york'/><category term='torie'/><category term='anna'/><category term='university of rochester'/><category term='a little night music'/><category term='monty python'/><category term='hunter'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='election'/><category term='babysitting'/><category term='english'/><category term='saturday night live'/><category term='ACT'/><category term='willa cather'/><category term='politics'/><category term='wallace stegner'/><category term='leigh'/><category term='stephanie meyer'/><category term='party'/><category term='college'/><category term='suz'/><category term='tochet'/><category term='theater'/><category term='university of denver'/><category term='school'/><category term='Bernadette Peters'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='Alexander Hanson'/><category term='nanowrimo'/><category term='carnegie mellon university'/><category term='literature'/><category term='obama'/><category term='jimmy'/><category term='tests'/><category term='liaisons'/><category term='sarah palin'/><category term='tina fey'/><category term='trina'/><category term='food'/><category term='barnard'/><category term='failure'/><category term='writing'/><category term='university'/><category term='o pioneers'/><title type='text'>Ritka's Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'>Probably a bunch of book/play reviews and random musings.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4941760896535771542</id><published>2011-03-22T23:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:44:41.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think there are too many grumpy people in my life.  I know that I have my moments, but lately I've noticed a definite negative energy with certain people.  I know I'm not imagining this because others have noticed and been affected by it as well.  I think everyone just needs a nap or something.  Maybe some cotton candy.  Cotton candy sounds really good right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4941760896535771542?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4941760896535771542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4941760896535771542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4941760896535771542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4941760896535771542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-there-are-too-many-grumpy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-9121088296557730230</id><published>2011-03-17T11:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:12:39.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STFU</title><content type='html'>(I wrote a whole blog post about peple being asses on Facebook when they have babies but Blogspot deleted it.  Well fuck you too.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-9121088296557730230?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/9121088296557730230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=9121088296557730230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9121088296557730230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9121088296557730230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/03/stfu.html' title='STFU'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3777370201515597150</id><published>2011-03-05T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:23:25.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Nightmares</title><content type='html'>Perhaps it's because I'm in the middle of another show now, but I've been having some definitely stress-related nightmares lately.  Last night I had this dream that the cast list came out next quarter and, even though the show we're doing has tons of characters, our director only cast the same 3 people that were in the small show we did this quarter.  Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3777370201515597150?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3777370201515597150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3777370201515597150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3777370201515597150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3777370201515597150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/03/show-nightmares.html' title='Show Nightmares'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6740337678946031057</id><published>2011-02-27T21:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:53:55.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OTMA is over :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7VKNt5gTJY/TWsOP6VrhaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TJtv-fXwwk0/s1600/OTMAformal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7VKNt5gTJY/TWsOP6VrhaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TJtv-fXwwk0/s320/OTMAformal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578568229949506978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our show closed today after an awesome run. I'm really honored to have worked with these people, although I'm also really sad that it's all over. The show was just such a fun one to do and I really felt close to the entire cast and crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6740337678946031057?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6740337678946031057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6740337678946031057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6740337678946031057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6740337678946031057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/02/otma-is-over.html' title='OTMA is over :('/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7VKNt5gTJY/TWsOP6VrhaI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TJtv-fXwwk0/s72-c/OTMAformal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8498322528373278211</id><published>2011-02-17T02:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T02:30:02.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OTMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRmAXaUvg1Q/TVzOOIq7XuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6MIV50jC7xs/s1600/OTMAposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574557181018857186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRmAXaUvg1Q/TVzOOIq7XuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6MIV50jC7xs/s320/OTMAposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poster design by Holly D. She's awesome. Also, if you're in Denver, you should come!! I'm in it, I'm designing it, my roommate's in it, my other roommate's directing it, and I spent a good chunk of today getting these awesome posters and fliers printed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8498322528373278211?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8498322528373278211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8498322528373278211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8498322528373278211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8498322528373278211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/02/otma.html' title='OTMA'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRmAXaUvg1Q/TVzOOIq7XuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6MIV50jC7xs/s72-c/OTMAposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2846561467743963145</id><published>2011-02-14T04:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T04:02:00.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><title type='text'>OTMA by Kate Moira Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=202160299799442"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=202160299799442&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should come see the play I'm in if you're Denver-based.  It's going to be a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2846561467743963145?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2846561467743963145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2846561467743963145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2846561467743963145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2846561467743963145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/02/otma-by-kate-moira-ryan.html' title='OTMA by Kate Moira Ryan'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8344310128320016880</id><published>2011-02-01T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:04:42.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day?</title><content type='html'>Today is a snow day. It was announced yesterday so naturally mostly everyone spent their Monday night doing non homework related activities.  My roommates and I all got home around 1 or so and we were all in bed and asleep by 2:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to 6:30 this morning when a fire alarm goes off.  Keep in mind that not only is this a snow day, it's a snow day because it's so cold we're not supposed to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fire alarm is really loud and urgent.  My roommate Taylor and I were so panicked in our various stages of sleep that we didn't even make it outside wearing shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm pretty unhappy about dorm life now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8344310128320016880?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8344310128320016880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8344310128320016880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8344310128320016880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8344310128320016880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow day?'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7682462960538358013</id><published>2011-01-31T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T11:09:31.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So for once I'm actually busy in a good way.  When I got back to Denver from New York (which was lovely.  I enjoyed working in theatre over break although our interterm is so awkwardly placed that I didn't see many of my friends) it was right into rehearsals for the 2 shows I'm in.  Technically I'm in 3: I'm an extra in "Far Away" which goes up this week.  That's been a lot of fun. I get to wear a crazy hat and look like I've been beaten up. It's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OTMA" took a while to get underway as the books took forever to arrive.  We're back on track now though and it's a lot of fun. Our actresses are really great. Today's our second off-book day and after this there's just one act (7 pages) to learn before we're completely off-book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Defying Inertia", which Jolene wrote herself, is way ahead of where I'd thought it would be.  The first act, the one where I dance and am featured, is completely done as is the one after it.  I am onstage the entire time so it's not like I check out for the rest of the show but knowing all I have to do for that makes it less stressful to be learning 2 (3?) shows at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses for not writing since December? I've written in my REAL journal every day. That's a lot more rewarding for me, although probably not for anyone reading this.  I didn't think anyone I knew read this except a friend of mine told me the other day that she had started.  So that's pretty sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7682462960538358013?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7682462960538358013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7682462960538358013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7682462960538358013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7682462960538358013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-for-once-im-actually-busy-in-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8922811199453107307</id><published>2010-12-15T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:46:00.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idiot'/><title type='text'>American Idiot</title><content type='html'>Um, kinda loved it. I saw it last week with Dylan and it was awesome. Usually I'm not a big fan of rock musicals (with the exception of "Hair" with which I am absolutely in love) but this one translated really well to the stage. You should see it if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning on seeing some more stuff soon so I'll (probably) write about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing a lot in my &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; diary, which is more of a journal content-wise but it's hard to settle on one or the other. My roommate in Denver told me about this guy who would just be awake for like 8 hours and then journal for 6 or something. That would be the life except I think those would be literally the most boring journals in the world. At least when she and I journal (and she does a lot more than I do) I feel like we've got lives outside that we actually write about. Of course I can't vouch for the contents of hers but she's an interesting and well-rounded person so I can only assume she's actually writing something worth keeping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that guy she told me about probably had all sorts of profound thoughts and whatnot. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8922811199453107307?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8922811199453107307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8922811199453107307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8922811199453107307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8922811199453107307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/12/american-idiot.html' title='American Idiot'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-483975821217798684</id><published>2010-12-02T16:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:57:53.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>Dear Self,&lt;br /&gt;Excellent job blogging during the quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for a month now and I'm assistant stage managing a show for the holidays.  It's a lot nicer to work in theatre than it was in retail.  I mean, the people at my old job were nice but it was just exhausting not doing something I love. Plus, I get to work with one of my best friends back here in New York so that's nice too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've decided to catch up on movies I should have seen and never did because I grew up under a rock.  So the other night I watched &lt;em&gt;Notting Hill&lt;/em&gt; which I thought was really sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a classic, but I also saw &lt;em&gt;Tangled&lt;/em&gt; last week.  If you like the Disney fairy tales, you'd enjoy this.  I liked it a lot, although it was sort of bittersweet because I read right before that it would be the last princess movie because boys don't like them and apparently girls don't either because they're "too cool".  Well screw that.  I liked being uncool. And I loved fairy tales as a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-483975821217798684?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/483975821217798684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=483975821217798684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/483975821217798684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/483975821217798684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/12/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4590354960746187471</id><published>2010-09-20T02:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T02:58:18.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorado'/><title type='text'>Denver</title><content type='html'>I've been back in Denver for a little over a week now and I'd just forgotten how wonderful it is (my problem is that I love all the places I live so much).  Today I sneezed and a guy all the way on the other side of the light rail said "God bless you!" And this is a big city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd forgotten all about the mountains and how beautiful they are all day...now there's a whole new generation of freshmen who carry around cameras and take pictures every time they catch a glimpse.  I did that a lot last year.  This year I know they'll still be there next time I walk by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd forgotten how much I love the theatre department at my school, even though we've been kicked out of our old space (and our new spaces are actually quite lovely).  I'd also forgotten about the dorms (mine this year is HUGE) and how you always see people you know no matter how obscure your location.  I don't think I've ever been on a flight out of DIA without seeing someone from my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter is pretty busy.  I'm taking 7 classes including my natural science requirement.  Also have lots of plans with my best friend and flatmate Jo for shows, two of which are probably going up next quarter.  Watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4590354960746187471?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4590354960746187471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4590354960746187471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4590354960746187471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4590354960746187471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/09/denver.html' title='Denver'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-918838349383210822</id><published>2010-09-08T02:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:39:36.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update via Survey</title><content type='html'>Say you marry the last person you texted, what's your new last name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my American phone, Mills.  on my UK phone, Parry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you fell asleep watching a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's happened this summer but I can't remember! Didn't watch many movies in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are any of your texts in your inbox locked and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there that one guy/girl that you'll always have feelings for no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many cell phones have you had in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, 2 of them being my current model (the first one didn't work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you laughed really hard over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train ride from Edinburgh to London, I was with some very funny people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last drink you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk, to go with a cake I'd made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who called you first this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one's called me today lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, did you go to sleep smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, I pretty much passed out at midnight last night.  I'm still 5 hours ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any summer plans for 2010?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to Scotland and have the best summer of my life.  oh wait, done that, I'm about to go back to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can you go without your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty long.  Sometimes I leave it at home and never notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing several someones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back in time, how far back would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a month.  But at the same time I wouldn't go back in time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you the youngest person living in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever quoted a line from a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like candy corn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but not the ones with chocolate on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were no letters on the keys on your keyboard could you still type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a bad temper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you spend way too much money on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that there's good in everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you're currently looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach on Thursday, Colorado on Friday, fall quarter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were anywhere else now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simultaneously want to be in Denver and the UK but I'm still happy being in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in your inbox in your phone, who are all the people you have texts from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene, Lauren, Leslie.  Those are the only ones I haven't deleted to make space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you drinking right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be able to tell someone you love them, even if you didn't feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  In the past yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you talk to someone on the phone tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's 2 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get mad easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up to this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own internal clock saying "it's afternoon! get up!" even though it was 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past week have you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever told you that you had pretty eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept and ate some real food for once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor, had an x-ray, made a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months without cheating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can and I have and I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently frustrated with a boy/ girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but there's nothing I can do about it and it's not a big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like voicemails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.  I never listen to them. &lt;br /&gt;104 SECRETS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. real name – Margaret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. birthday – 8 December&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. single or taken – single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. tall or short – short compared to my friends but pretty normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. male or female - female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. elementary – Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. middle – Ursuline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. high school - Ursuline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. eye color - blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. are you a health freak - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. do you have a crush on someone - yes but not in the way that I could only see myself liking them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. do you think highly of your self - not really no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. piercings – ears, but I rarely wear earrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. tattoos - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. righty or lefty – righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. first piercings – ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. first best friend - Christian or Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. first sport – wiffle ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. first pet – my dog Snowball, who actually died while I was at uni this year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. first crush - this kid I still know, so I won't put his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. eating – nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. i'm about to – go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. listening to - my fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. waiting for- godot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. wearing – nightclothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. want kids - usually I'd say yes, but recent encounters with screaming babies are seriously good birth control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. want to get married - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. careers in mind - actor.  occasional writer.  couldn't see myself doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE GENDER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. lips or eyes - that depends on the person doesn't it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. hugs or kisses - I think it'd be awkward if you had to choose one or the other here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. shorter or taller – taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. tan skinned or light - depends on the guy.  but if a guy has a fake tan i WILL make fun of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. romantic or spontaneous – spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. dark or light hair – either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. muscular or normal? - this question implies that the muscular ones are sort of freakishly muscular, so i'm gonna go with normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. hook-up or relationship - again, depends onthe guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. kissed a stranger - sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. got sick from drinking too much- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. went to Rehab - no (no no!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. broken someones heart – not on purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. turned someone down – yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. liked a friend as more than a friend - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. yourself – sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. miracles – not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. perfect first date – dates are a weird concept aren't they? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. angels - I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. if you could bring back someone that died, would you? maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. text message - see the first question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. received call - Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. call made - Ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. missed call – some strange number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. you were in car with - dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Kissed someone on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yes, all the people I've kissed are on there actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Been taken home by cops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yes, but again, not smitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Held a snake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yes, at the Renaissance Faire when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Been fired from a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Sang karaoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Laughed until you started crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yes, quite a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Sang in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Sat on a roof top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - yeah when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Donated Blood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - tried, but my mom fainted so I didn't.  and now I've spent too much time in a foreign country recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Winter or Fall? in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Left or Right? right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sunny or rainy? rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Where do you live? I'm never in one place more than 10 weeks before I go off somewhere else.  So I'm not sure how to answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Are there 1 or 2 people in your life you can trust and rely on? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you want to get married? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? twirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What time is it? 2.33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Are you afraid of commitment? no, but I'm afraid I'll be with someone who is and we'll end up breaking up for something dumb like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What is your greatest hope/wish? all my hopes are things I can work towards so I don't like calling them that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you cook? yeah, some things well, others not so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Current mood? pretty chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Kissed someone? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sang? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Listened to music? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Seen someone you care about? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cried? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Been confused? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you don't ever want to be out of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought you were gonna die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but it was dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person you kissed needs you at 3AM, do you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he needs help.  not if it's a booty call haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easily scared by horror/thriller films?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you date someone taller than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taller than your mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, I'm shorter than both my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have, and what are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep on your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I lay down in bed, I have to be on my back.  When I'm half asleep I turn to my side and I only roll onto my stomach just as I'm drifting off.  If I'm woken up it starts over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you will kiss someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along better with the same sex or opposite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked somebody and never told them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever dye your hair blonde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair IS blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, who was the last person to make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.  everyone saw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late have you stayed up in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty late, but not as much as I did during the festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was on your mind mostly today?&lt;br /&gt;doctors and transitioning back to packing up and leaving again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-918838349383210822?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/918838349383210822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=918838349383210822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/918838349383210822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/918838349383210822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/09/update-via-survey.html' title='Update via Survey'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3798397589628415458</id><published>2010-07-25T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:47:54.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I leave for Scotland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, technically I leave for London and then on Thursday it's on to Scotland.  Details, details.  I won't be posting here but I will probably catch my blog up in September when I'm back using my diary entries and photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3798397589628415458?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3798397589628415458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3798397589628415458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3798397589628415458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3798397589628415458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-i-leave-for-scotland-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4306071869705559683</id><published>2010-07-15T01:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T01:56:49.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liaisons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bernadette Peters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alexander Hanson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catherine Zeta-Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leigh Ann Larkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='send in the clowns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a little night music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elaine Stritch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>A Little Night Music</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I saw A Little Night Music with Catherine Zeta-Jones and although Angela Lansbury was out with laryngitis, I enjoyed it immensely.  CZJ in particular was very, very good and I thought she really did deserve the Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I saw it again with Bernadette Peters and Elaine Stritch.  First of all, although Bernadette Peters is amazing, I think at 62 she's a bit too old to play Desiree.  There's even a line where Anne asks how old she is and quotes "Forty...perhaps even fifty" and Fredrik replies that she's not quite that old.  Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, Elaine Stritch is a mess in this show.  I hate to badmouth any actor, especially one so experienced in Sondheim's work, but it's true.  She had a strong start playing the sassy old grandmother, but completely fell apart when singing "Liaisons".  (By the way, if you listen to the cast recording with Angela Lansbury, it's really amusing to hear Mrs. Potts sing about affairs with various royals.)  After the first verse, she forgot almost every line and the conductor was saying them.  But of course, the woman is 84 years old and couldn't hear a thing he was saying, so eventually he had to shout them out at her.  And his shouting out the first line wasn't good enough...he actually had to say every single line for most of the song.  A nameless acquaintance of mine involved in the production says this happens every night.  If it only happened at this one performance, it would be okay.  But if it happens every night, it's just not acceptable.  When I go to a Broadway show I expect the actors to actually know their lines.  (When I go to a high school show, for that matter, I expect the actors to actually know their lines.)  If you can't manage that, there needs to be either a teleprompter or someone more able playing the part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A juicy fact about Ms Stritch...she's apparently a real piece of work in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than that the cast was the same and they're all great.  Alexander Hanson, who I also saw in this production in London, was pretty much made for the role and Leigh Ann Larkin really stood out as Petra the maid.  My only complaint about Bernadette Peters other than the difference in age between her and the character is that she rushed some lines, causing some words to run together.  She knew it, too, because she went back and resaid a couple of lines.  I think she might have been trying too hard to sell "Send in the Clowns" but it was still a really strong performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4306071869705559683?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4306071869705559683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4306071869705559683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4306071869705559683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4306071869705559683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-n.html' title='A Little Night Music'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2311112157430787369</id><published>2010-07-13T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:06:43.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Write Like..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #ddd 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #ddd 2px solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; WIDTH: 380px; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; FONT: 20px/1.2 Arial, sans-serif; BACKGROUND: #f7f7f7; COLOR: #555; OVERFLOW: auto; BORDER-TOP: #ddd 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #ddd 2px solid; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" src="http://s.iwl.me/w.png" width="120" /&gt; &lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #eee 1px solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 20px; PADDING-LEFT: 20px; PADDING-RIGHT: 20px; PADDING-TOP: 20px; text-shadow: #fff 0 1px"&gt;I write like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;color:#698b22;"&gt;Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: #888; FONT-SIZE: 11px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Write Like&lt;/em&gt; by Mémoires, &lt;a style="COLOR: #888" href="http://www.codingrobots.com/memoires/"&gt;Mac journal software&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a style="BACKGROUND: #ffffe0; COLOR: #333" href="http://iwl.me/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Analyze your writing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this blog, which I used to paste in this website.  I'm pretty sure I don't always write like I do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End I Write Like Badge --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2311112157430787369?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2311112157430787369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2311112157430787369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2311112157430787369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2311112157430787369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-write-like-chuck-palahniuk-i-write.html' title='&quot;I Write Like...&quot;'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5453315260085217025</id><published>2010-06-27T20:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:12:38.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Search of the Day</title><content type='html'>I was wondering what would happen if you skipped jury duty.*  **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1-TkCmgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ybL5J4kRFGw/s1600/what+happens+if+you+skip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487625121726372354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1-TkCmgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ybL5J4kRFGw/s320/what+happens+if+you+skip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, so I'm not the first to wonder.  Also: people are REALLY worried about babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1qr8yx-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bOrt3zAD3ic/s1600/what+happens+if.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487624784675260386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1qr8yx-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bOrt3zAD3ic/s320/what+happens+if.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm pretty sure that ALL of these are bad ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1OXlbeyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/er6l-cGkPR4/s1600/what+happens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487624298172218146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1OXlbeyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/er6l-cGkPR4/s320/what+happens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interestingly, the two things people are actually dying to know (enough to come up twice on this search thing) are what happens when you die and what happens when you swallow gum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf0u2ILeQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/z27OMJOiEn4/s1600/what+happen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487623756615219458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf0u2ILeQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/z27OMJOiEn4/s320/what+happen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What happened on my birthday" is a pretty good one. It'd be really handy if Google answered what happened when you get blackout drunk. I wouldn't be for it, though, because Texts From Last Night would seriously get less interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCfzlUtKr6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/uqRbD6A7eVg/s1600/what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487622493513101218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCfzlUtKr6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/uqRbD6A7eVg/s320/what.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite is "what does my name mean". How is Google supposed to answer if you don't include your name? My second favorite is "what does smh mean" because I've searched that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I would not actually skip jury duty. I'm pretty much the least badass person in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**By the way, if you skip jury duty without calling, they issue a warrant for your arrest.  Just for the record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5453315260085217025?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5453315260085217025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5453315260085217025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5453315260085217025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5453315260085217025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/06/search-of-day.html' title='Search of the Day'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCf1-TkCmgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ybL5J4kRFGw/s72-c/what+happens+if+you+skip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2572420802645379119</id><published>2010-06-24T02:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T02:07:16.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coolest Thing I've Seen In A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://traintimes.org.uk:81/map/tube/"&gt;http://traintimes.org.uk:81/map/tube/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2572420802645379119?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2572420802645379119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2572420802645379119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2572420802645379119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2572420802645379119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/06/coolest-thing-ive-seen-in-while.html' title='The Coolest Thing I&apos;ve Seen In A While'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2568492497236653679</id><published>2010-06-24T01:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:01:52.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Most Certainly Did Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCLmnm1BctI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJhwBHKOj44/s1600/julie+andrews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 494px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 88px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486200864202912466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCLmnm1BctI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJhwBHKOj44/s320/julie+andrews.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2568492497236653679?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2568492497236653679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2568492497236653679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2568492497236653679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2568492497236653679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-most-certainly-did-not.html' title='I Most Certainly Did Not'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/TCLmnm1BctI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FJhwBHKOj44/s72-c/julie+andrews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1797434217984902113</id><published>2010-03-11T01:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T01:07:36.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Erased de Kooning</title><content type='html'>I know there's a lot of controversy and all, and at risk of sounding like an ignorant critic, I have to say I'm not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I like artists like Turner.  I've been to the Tate Britain a bunch of times but never made it into the Tate Modern.  Is that a sin for a London museum lover?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1797434217984902113?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1797434217984902113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1797434217984902113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1797434217984902113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1797434217984902113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/03/erased-de-kooning.html' title='Erased de Kooning'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-510178664275279192</id><published>2010-02-10T02:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:23:13.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Find the sentence I edited out of my paper.</title><content type='html'>"Tensions rose and in September 1879, the Indian Agent of the White River Agency, Nathan Meeker, sent for military backup.  A year later, the Ute people were forced into Utah.  Which really sucked because no one wants to live in Utah."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-510178664275279192?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/510178664275279192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=510178664275279192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/510178664275279192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/510178664275279192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/02/find-sentence-i-edited-out-of-my-paper.html' title='Find the sentence I edited out of my paper.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5660687487340963882</id><published>2010-02-01T02:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:47:24.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/S2idLLh8n3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zfdvzsRcLD4/s1600-h/snowball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433765765821800306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/S2idLLh8n3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zfdvzsRcLD4/s320/snowball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dog died today. (Technically yesterday, because the timestamp on this post will be after midnight.) Her name was Snowball and we got her when I was in second grade. She was really lovable and had this weird way of knowing when you were sick and wanted her to come sit on your bed. She was kind of dumb, but in a funny way, like how she thought she scared away the mailman and got hit with the mail coming through the slot on a daily basis. It was really endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I couldn't see this coming, I guess...she didn't remember me when I came back from college and my parents found out after I moved out here that she had diabetes. But it's still really depressing, especially since I wasn't there when she was getting really sick at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5660687487340963882?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5660687487340963882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5660687487340963882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5660687487340963882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5660687487340963882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-dog-died-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/S2idLLh8n3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zfdvzsRcLD4/s72-c/snowball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4716483997984205024</id><published>2010-01-16T02:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T02:19:48.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I miss the boyfriends that didn't turn out to be assholes, or that turned out to only be mean for a little while at the very end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4716483997984205024?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4716483997984205024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4716483997984205024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4716483997984205024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4716483997984205024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-miss-boyfriends-that-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2668010754523375571</id><published>2010-01-07T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:27:16.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why i already hate 2010</title><content type='html'>The time to stand on your two feet and shout&lt;br /&gt;"Who do you have to fuck to get a break in this town?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2668010754523375571?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2668010754523375571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2668010754523375571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2668010754523375571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2668010754523375571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-already-hate-2010.html' title='why i already hate 2010'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3264281504752407199</id><published>2009-12-30T00:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:47:12.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being friends</title><content type='html'>...with your boyfriend's friends is so pointless.  I'm just realizing this now.  Unless you marry the guy* you just end up being awkward around the ones you didn't get in the breakup, except that one that he got but still pokes you on Facebook all the time anyway.  And it's sort of lonely when you've spent the previous year or however long trying to impress these people and be the kind of person they want to be with and neglected your own life and interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*which is apparently something guys want to jump right into.  I'm less hasty about the F word ('forever').&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3264281504752407199?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3264281504752407199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3264281504752407199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3264281504752407199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3264281504752407199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-friends.html' title='being friends'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5593658416020052239</id><published>2009-12-25T12:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:38:51.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Lots of books under the tree today, so I'm very happy.  Of course I would be anyway because I LOVE Christmas although I'm a little sad about leaving New York next week and not coming back until early June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I just finished a really good book called &lt;em&gt;Burn This Book&lt;/em&gt;, edited by Toni Morrison.  Some of the essays are more interesting than the others, and if you just read one of them, read the one by Paul Auster.  He's always really interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5593658416020052239?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5593658416020052239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5593658416020052239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5593658416020052239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5593658416020052239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-970777252248318611</id><published>2009-12-08T00:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:14:59.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Birthday Thought</title><content type='html'>As of right now, I am nineteen in New York, but in Colorado, I'm still eighteen for an hour and forty five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/nerd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-970777252248318611?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/970777252248318611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=970777252248318611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/970777252248318611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/970777252248318611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/12/weird-birthday-thought.html' title='Weird Birthday Thought'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-653970561687729707</id><published>2009-11-30T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:38:26.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><title type='text'>My first NaNoWriMo win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/SxSBGczTLAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z7w9PWN2sFs/s1600/nano_09_winner_120x240.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410091000189365250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/SxSBGczTLAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z7w9PWN2sFs/s320/nano_09_winner_120x240.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time (this is my fourth year trying, although the first year I did does not show up on my nano profile) I have hit 50,000 words, the amount needed to win National Novel Writing Month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The writing is probably crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's at least 25 pages that I'll cut when I edit it for my free proof copy. (Apparently you get a coupon for a single copy of your manuscript as a book.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I fulfilled a personal goal today after so long and I was even behind.  Today was a 15k day (6k of it was written earlier in the month but today I reached the spot where I can add it in).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-653970561687729707?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/653970561687729707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=653970561687729707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/653970561687729707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/653970561687729707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-nanowrimo-win.html' title='My first NaNoWriMo win!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/SxSBGczTLAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Z7w9PWN2sFs/s72-c/nano_09_winner_120x240.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1412664247320406800</id><published>2009-11-13T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:30:30.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>The other day I saw &lt;em&gt;Wicked&lt;/em&gt; here in Denver and there was this kid next to me with her mom who had never seen a "Broadway" show before.  I witnessed this kid's first time crying at something happening onstage.  It was really great.  I was about that age, 10, when I did, too.  That's always something that happens with me when I see a show that's really good.  I get tears in my eyes.  This kid was a little Maggie Doppleganger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1412664247320406800?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1412664247320406800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1412664247320406800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1412664247320406800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1412664247320406800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/11/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-9118517951245633446</id><published>2009-11-06T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:15:42.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny text from last night</title><content type='html'>(+44): &lt;a title="View this post's replies" href="http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/view/54820"&gt;You dont remember anything at all? So you dont remember the shop down my road with the 'TO LET' sign over it? You were adamant that the 'I' had fallen off and that it used to say TOILET...so you took a shit right there in the doorway. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this on TFLN and thought it was hilarious because the TO LET signs in England always looked like Toilet signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for something completely different: I've decided to learn Welsh. It's happening. The BBC is helping me and our university library has all of the Rosetta Stone programs.  I want to go there and speak Welsh, because then no one can say I only go to the UK in the summer because I don't have to speak another language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-9118517951245633446?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/9118517951245633446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=9118517951245633446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9118517951245633446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9118517951245633446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-text-from-last-night.html' title='Funny text from last night'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7237683020682527630</id><published>2009-11-06T02:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T02:42:52.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there...</title><content type='html'>My roommate problems (with one of them, not both) have escalated to the point where she's moving out, although she has been "choosing a roommate" for two weeks and just stringing the rest of us along in her little game.  In that time she's grabbed me in her usual violent manner.  I was told I can file a campus safety report for assault and decided not to because I hate getting people in trouble.  Of course, that just gave her a free pass to walk all over me and still act put upon because she imposed upon herself not sleeping in here (although she's still here ALL the time when she's not sleeping).  She also took some of my mail and had the nerve to put one of the pieces back (it was a package slip for a package I had already picked up. Great move Sherlock. We're ALL onto you).  I think she figured out that she could go to federal prison for mail fraud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a very realistic nightmare about her hurting me and woke up to find her not three feet from my bed this morning.  It was worse than Paranormal Activity because this is my actual life.  Luckily I found out today that she's chosen a new roommate and the latest she can move out is BEFORE 9 pm this Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things end okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7237683020682527630?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7237683020682527630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7237683020682527630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7237683020682527630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7237683020682527630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2843891193855173527</id><published>2009-10-20T12:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:50:48.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>Loud things I can deal with while I'm going to sleep:&lt;br /&gt;-the Docklands Light Railway going by right outside my window*&lt;br /&gt;-trombone/bass/piano being played all night&lt;br /&gt;-Le-a talking in her sleep haha&lt;br /&gt;-trucks, cars, and sirens form outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud things I absolutely cannot deal with when I'm going to sleep, especially when they actively wake me up at the point where it takes hours to fall back asleep:&lt;br /&gt;-my roommate and her boyfriend coming in at four in the morning, talking and giggling and slamming the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in fact I quite liked it when I was in London&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2843891193855173527?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2843891193855173527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2843891193855173527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2843891193855173527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2843891193855173527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/10/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4721196621531941364</id><published>2009-09-28T00:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:50:50.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just saw some pictures from a junior at my high school and remembered that yellow sweater and planning Ring Day and how far away all that is. It's weird, isn't it? I LOVE where I am but it's weird to think about how different everything about my life is now than it was then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4721196621531941364?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4721196621531941364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4721196621531941364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4721196621531941364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4721196621531941364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-saw-some-pictures-from-junior-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3901969510949227864</id><published>2009-09-22T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:16:12.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><title type='text'>Dorms</title><content type='html'>I like both my roommates but I don't like it when I'm forced to listen to someone else's music or TV show. I try to use headphones when I'm watching/listening, always. None of us like the same music. But I also don't think it's right I should be exiled from my own home just because someone else can't plug in headphones. I don't know. I'm not even sure if this can be my home if I didn't choose the people it's with, or if I have to tiptoe around them and hope they do the same because we're all really strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3901969510949227864?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3901969510949227864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3901969510949227864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3901969510949227864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3901969510949227864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/09/dorms.html' title='Dorms'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7368377040399466598</id><published>2009-09-20T02:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:22:05.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first college play!</title><content type='html'>I got a pretty cool part in a play here called "Bury the Dead". It's directed by a senior (who happens to be in my lighting design class) for her senior project. We had a read through last night and I really like the play, although I thought the description of it sounded silly. Very excited, especially since the rest of the cast seems pretty cool. A few of them are also first years and are in my theatre imagination course. One of the girls lives 3 floors below me so we walked back to the residence hall together after rehearsal (it's midnight when rehearsal ends and you have to walk down this long alley).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we're about to start week 2 of the quarter and I've gotten pretty good grades so far. I think the most tiring thing about college isn't the work, it's just that it consumes every aspect of your life. When I'm coming home from class, I don't leave the campus. I go back to my dorm room, where I have two roommates. They're both cool but it's very different from being an only child and having my own room. I haven't taken a shower without flip flops since I left my grandma's house two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends here are pretty cool. One of my roommates, Gabby, brings back the cool people from her freshman seminar and they've been hanging around a lot. Bri, Jessica, and Julia all conveniently live in the same building (although one of them lives in the other wing) and James is a commuter student. He spends so much time here, though, that we call him our fourth roommate. My other actual roommate, Lizzie, is around less than Gabby is but she's nice too. The three of us went out for falafel around the corner today before we had to fill out our roommate agreement form for the RA. Lizzie's a lot quieter than both Gabby and me and I think we all have a good balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I think is weird is the time difference. It's not noticeable on my internal clock--I've been used to it since like my first day--but it limits the times I can communicate with people back home. I thought of calling my mom at 11 tonight but then realized it's 1 in the morning back home. No one is on Facebook very late except the people who are up TOO late. Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7368377040399466598?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7368377040399466598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7368377040399466598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7368377040399466598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7368377040399466598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-college-play.html' title='first college play!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-419102881027942450</id><published>2009-08-29T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:14:56.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broadway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shows'/><title type='text'>Stage makeup</title><content type='html'>...seems to change what a woman's face looks like from the audience more than a man's, I noticed today. (I saw Mary Poppins.) I don't know why, but it's true. Probably because women have to wear more makeup onstage...guys just have to look natural and not washed out, girls have to go a step beyond that, like in real life. So male actors should stop complaining about wearing makeup and take comfort in the fact that there are more jobs for them than there are for female actors in the first place.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-419102881027942450?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/419102881027942450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=419102881027942450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/419102881027942450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/419102881027942450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/08/stage-makeup.html' title='Stage makeup'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-105129680310866501</id><published>2009-08-28T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:27:24.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnegie mellon university'/><title type='text'>Death Risk Rankings</title><content type='html'>http://deathriskrankings.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this site mentioned on another site and clicked around. I thought it would be simply answering questions and putting in data and seeing the Carnegie Mellon system come up with a way you might possibly die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me well, you know that an ex boyfriend of mine went to aforementioned school. We got along fine while we were going out, but every so often I thought I understood something intellectual he was talking about and it turned out I was very, very wrong and it was MUCH more complicated than I had ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So goes that site. If you figure out what the heck you're supposed to do with it, please, enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-105129680310866501?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/105129680310866501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=105129680310866501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/105129680310866501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/105129680310866501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-risk-rankings.html' title='Death Risk Rankings'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6957627301847057105</id><published>2009-08-27T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:14:47.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A short conversation in the car today</title><content type='html'>Me: I'll see you at parents weekend, unless you don't come out then, but you'll come see my shows, right?&lt;br /&gt;Mom (horrified voice): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; of them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you too, Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6957627301847057105?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6957627301847057105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6957627301847057105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6957627301847057105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6957627301847057105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/08/short-conversation-in-car-today.html' title='A short conversation in the car today'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4156860619852675592</id><published>2009-08-19T19:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:32:29.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Dorm Room</title><content type='html'>I've been assigned a triple in my dorm and while both roommates seem really nice from our online chats, I can't help feeling like it'll be high school all over again where I got left out by other girls who all became friends first. It's probably just anxiety, though, because 3 people is probably a good number to have. Someone will always be around to go to the dining hall with and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 of us are coming from really far away so we're not getting anything communal for the room until we get there and see what we need/have room for. Probably won't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4156860619852675592?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4156860619852675592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4156860619852675592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4156860619852675592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4156860619852675592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/08/triple-dorm-room.html' title='Triple Dorm Room'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8501832773526519423</id><published>2009-08-17T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:37:35.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bagels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New York Pizza Bagels</title><content type='html'>(I know I haven't written in a really long time. I was in England for a long time, and then got stuck in the airport there, and to make a long story short, I'm back in New York now but it's too hot for me to be more than apathetic about this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of New York, I've noticed something in myself and in my friends that are going away to college. Nothing outside of New York is good enough for us. For example, pizza. I refuse to eat pizza outside New York, or anywhere that labels it as New York pizza. I won't budge on this one, but I was forced to budge on my last visit to Denver and get a bagel, another thing New Yorkers refuse to eat somewhere else. And, despite the bagel shop's drowning it in butter (what did the poor bagel do to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;?), it tasted almost like in New York. Same with the 24 hour bagel shop near Spitalfields that I tried this summer with Peng and Lynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gave in and the bagels aren't half bad other places. Pizza and bagels are pretty much it for me. (By the way, pizza bagels were a thing of my toddlerhood that I will NEVER inflict on my future kids.) But I was recently at a graduation party and someone mentioned being afraid of trying Chinese food outside the New York area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Chinese food I've ever had, it must be said, is in Liverpool. It's not a New York thing. Tons of cities have a Chinatown. Sure, we have a pretty popular one, but Chinese food in Washington, D.C. shouldn't be any worse than it is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe New Yorkers are too picky. It's almost as if we think of ourselves as a separate country and everything outside that country is inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8501832773526519423?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8501832773526519423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8501832773526519423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8501832773526519423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8501832773526519423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-york-pizza-bagels.html' title='New York Pizza Bagels'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7121404922495726178</id><published>2009-06-28T23:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:49:00.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary</title><content type='html'>I keep a diary/journal outside of this and was just looking through it and realized I'm much more me in that book that no one's ever going to see than I am here. Does anyone else here keep one? I really like it and I always have the urge to write on actual paper...that's where I do most of my writing actually, even for my creative writing class and everything. I think on the computer I'm more aware of putting myself on display.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7121404922495726178?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7121404922495726178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7121404922495726178' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7121404922495726178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7121404922495726178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-diary.html' title='My Diary'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3057375405866639858</id><published>2009-05-30T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:49:28.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spam'/><title type='text'>Funny Spam Subject Lines</title><content type='html'>I had 175 spam messages in my gmail box and, before I deleted them, I thought I'd share the best with anyone reading this blog. I thought they were kind of (really) funny.&lt;br /&gt;(I warn you, some are pretty dirty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open or You're Nigga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your fan writes&lt;br /&gt;You upset me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our crew meets today&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart approach to arousal problems&lt;br /&gt;For my best lover&lt;br /&gt;Extra shame for Britney&lt;br /&gt;Hot news: Obama pissed&lt;br /&gt;Sigal's arm amputated!&lt;br /&gt;IT is the modern, fastest, and safest way to solve all your male problems&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't online yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Aguilera's scars on butt&lt;br /&gt;Estimado cliente&lt;br /&gt;Hit her G spot harder&lt;br /&gt;Texas senator killed&lt;br /&gt;Your IP is watched&lt;br /&gt;Sinful Jolie's weekend&lt;br /&gt;Howdy, Neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;Cute Rihanna's Humps&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sue you&lt;br /&gt;Cutest drunk celebs&lt;br /&gt;Help Africa to survive&lt;br /&gt;Sniper caught on Big Ben&lt;br /&gt;Get a magic tool for lady's satisfying&lt;br /&gt;Have Mary already told u?&lt;br /&gt;World famous bedscenes&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoy nights?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna meet?&lt;br /&gt;Your girl's account!&lt;br /&gt;Called you 10 times&lt;br /&gt;Read or you're gay&lt;br /&gt;I mail friends for help&lt;br /&gt;Did u called him?&lt;br /&gt;Check your own price&lt;br /&gt;Come to my place&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, come home. Your train will always be ready to enter her tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;Are we having fun today?&lt;br /&gt;Dude, your snake sucks!&lt;br /&gt;10 ways to act in bed longer!&lt;br /&gt;Lesbian foot fetish&lt;br /&gt;Hello, friend we be a big wholesale dealer!&lt;br /&gt;Keep your manhood in good shape for you and her as well!&lt;br /&gt;Why should you control yourself in bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3057375405866639858?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3057375405866639858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3057375405866639858' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3057375405866639858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3057375405866639858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-spam-subject-lines.html' title='Funny Spam Subject Lines'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6578025955439546957</id><published>2009-05-26T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:48:50.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>http://amis95.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never read the blog before but I just saw on Yahoo news that this woman died, and felt really weird that there can be so many people on this site that are interesting that no one has any idea about. (Until now I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6578025955439546957?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6578025955439546957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6578025955439546957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6578025955439546957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6578025955439546957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5732487114087702780</id><published>2009-05-20T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:13:10.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one hundred years of solitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o pioneers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willa cather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gabriel garcia marquez'/><title type='text'>Cien Anos de Soledad</title><content type='html'>I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude&lt;/span&gt; and it was amazing. In AP Spanish we read a couple chapters in Spanish and I finished the book in English because I fell in love with the characters. I admit it was a bit confusing at first with all the Jose Arcadio's and Aureliano's but it sorts itself out. The whole thing is about these events in one family that are cyclical, but you don't see them repeating themselves until they do. Even the characters you might not like at first, you start to fall in love with, just a little, until you actually feel a little empty when they get old and go insane and die. I would strongly recommend this book to ANYONE who likes literature...I'm considering reading more Marquez after I'm done with my Willa Cather obsession. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O! Pioneers&lt;/span&gt; was on last night. I'm not done with the book so I DVRed it.)&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5732487114087702780?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5732487114087702780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5732487114087702780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5732487114087702780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5732487114087702780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/05/cien-anos-de-soledad.html' title='Cien Anos de Soledad'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-686907915842472278</id><published>2009-05-17T23:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:14:10.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Broadcast System</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjxYPMm4Ru4" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjxYPMm4Ru4" unselectable="on" contenteditable="false"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TjxYPMm4Ru4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of this time Katrina was at my house on Christmas Eve and we were wrapping presents. We were listening to carols on the radio and that long beep came on to tell us that there was a storm warning. So we looked outside and the street was flooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, Mom and I were driving in Westchester and there was a tornado warning. We got on the Tappan Zee Bridge and it was really shaky, like it always gets in a storm, and we saw a twister cloud but didn't see it touch down. We found out later that it touched down in Hawthorn and kicked the hamlet around a bit. My then-friend in Hawthorn was just sitting at her desk and looked outside and everything was black, and only found out about it after it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when I was a toddler, we were visiting my grandparents in Ohio. I don't remember the tornado but I remember being in this room with a lot of water. We were on Lake Erie and the women's bathroom, the tornado shelter, was flooding. My parents say they had to hold me up because it got up to their waists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-686907915842472278?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/686907915842472278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=686907915842472278' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/686907915842472278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/686907915842472278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/05/emergency-broadcast-system.html' title='Emergency Broadcast System'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5823983109253615623</id><published>2009-05-17T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:05:14.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AP'/><title type='text'>the end of high school</title><content type='html'>So I took my final AP exam--Latin (not the most pleasant experience of my life)--and then went to Greg's prom, which was a LOT of fun. The night before I had broken my glasses and had to get new ones the morning of the exam. I'm getting another pair in a couple of weeks and some sunglasses too, because in Denver I'll be a whole MILE closer to the sun and I have blue eyes, which apparently need more protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Greg and I watched a movie on demand and then went to WP to eat dinner/hang out. We ended up seeing Star Trek which was pretty good, although I liked State of Play better, which we saw last week. Last night in the audience were a couple of nerds (pot? kettle? black?) who tried to start an audience-wide round of applause every time something from the original movies was referenced or any time anything epic happened toward the end. Greg and I sat in the back and laughed and pretended we weren't geeks as well. (Although I've only seen one of the movies before and he's seen none. We both kind of like Star Wars, though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5823983109253615623?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5823983109253615623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5823983109253615623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5823983109253615623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5823983109253615623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-high-school.html' title='the end of high school'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7188999369846813692</id><published>2009-04-28T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:47:29.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my decision!</title><content type='html'>After weeks of agony (realizing I could not go to University of Rochester because their theater program would not prepare me for my career) and stressing and seemingly endless but fun road trips, I've decided on University of Denver! &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7188999369846813692?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7188999369846813692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7188999369846813692' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7188999369846813692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7188999369846813692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-decision.html' title='my decision!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5059166199841986809</id><published>2009-04-26T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:33:21.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>The stress was supposed to be over by this week, the week of my senior prom, but no, I still have to decide what college to go to and nothing I do is good enough for anyone. As exhibited in the past, maybe a passive-aggressive blog post is the way to deal with it. On top of it all my mom keeps bugging me to clean my room (it's not DIRTY, just messy, and is she going to follow me to college and tell me that?) and to wash my face (something I do AT LEAST twice a day, I wonder if she thinks I'm just stupid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5059166199841986809?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5059166199841986809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5059166199841986809' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5059166199841986809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5059166199841986809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1192893822068787674</id><published>2009-04-14T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:12:23.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY IS EVERYTHING SO CLOSE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1192893822068787674?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1192893822068787674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1192893822068787674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1192893822068787674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1192893822068787674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-is-everything-so-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8274494522329499268</id><published>2009-04-06T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:25:10.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMEONE wants me.</title><content type='html'>DU's theater program gave me $10,000/year. Not getting into Fordham and Carnegie Mellon's theater programs (but offered the chance to go and not be doing what I love) pales in comparison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8274494522329499268?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8274494522329499268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8274494522329499268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8274494522329499268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8274494522329499268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/04/someone-wants-me.html' title='SOMEONE wants me.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2671346473348987610</id><published>2009-03-31T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:49:29.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More rejections</title><content type='html'>UPenn and Tufts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was qualified for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis a crazy year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL get off that waitlist, for my first choice, and if I don't, I have some choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2671346473348987610?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2671346473348987610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2671346473348987610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2671346473348987610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2671346473348987610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-rejections.html' title='More rejections'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5507937962099194622</id><published>2009-03-30T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:35:03.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>I'm going over the last few years in my head and trying to see what could have been different. The common thread is that I always followed my interests (theater, art history, etc) and not what was conventional. Maybe that's just what they wanted? Hopefully not. Operation Off the Waitlist starts tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5507937962099194622?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5507937962099194622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5507937962099194622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5507937962099194622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5507937962099194622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1630883327878230772</id><published>2009-03-30T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:05:03.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this..</title><content type='html'>http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/31/education/31college.html?emc=eta1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points if you can spot the college I applied to in that article!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1630883327878230772?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1630883327878230772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1630883327878230772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1630883327878230772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1630883327878230772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hate-this.html' title='I hate this..'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1581879416506072126</id><published>2009-03-29T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:48:17.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>more grief</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyone's getting waitlisted or just rejected, which I can tell you firsthand. My guidance counselor and mom think that colleges are taking less people because of the economy and financial aid etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that's fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked just as hard to get where we are as past years, where girls with GPAs a whole point lower than mine got into schools I was not admitted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even our fault. It was our parents' generation, and older, that ruined the economy. We're supposed to be trained to fix it, but everyone's going to be graduating from community college because they all got waitlisted at the places they would have been successful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1581879416506072126?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1581879416506072126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1581879416506072126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1581879416506072126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1581879416506072126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-grief.html' title='more grief'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6533180339470515322</id><published>2009-03-23T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:18:39.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Briefly Friends</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like your friendship with someone is so awesome for a couple weeks, only to watch it just die? This has happened at least twice to me this year, both of them since exams. They can go nameless, but in both cases I thought the situation was so ideal that even if we had personal differences they didn't matter because I was having such a great time with that person. But looking back, it was almost convenient in one case and actually a lot of fun in the other, but it would never have really lasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6533180339470515322?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6533180339470515322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6533180339470515322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6533180339470515322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6533180339470515322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/briefly-friends.html' title='Briefly Friends'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-457422327275123248</id><published>2009-03-21T00:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:46:33.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You can either laugh or cry at this one</title><content type='html'>There's this girl in my town that I strongly dislike and have for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt;, as do many others, because she is just plain mean. A while ago, she friend requested me on Facebook and I let it sit in my notifications box for a month before thinking, "This girl is amusing and when I get bored I can look at her profile and laugh." We never spoke, messaged, or anything on Facebook and that was fine with me: I wasn't the one to send the friend request. Last week, she deleted me and a couple of other people that I'm friendly with. I noticed a pattern...they're all girls she's been mean to since elementary school. But man, wasn't that friend request the most pointless thing ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've gotten into Hunter, Muhlenberg, U Rochester, and U Denver with the highest scholarship they offer. So you'll be surprised to learn I got waitlisted at my safety school. To be honest, I'm wondering why I didn't get in but I'm not upset at all (except that my perfect record is now ruined). That school was the one I could see myself going to least, and the supplement's essay was supposed to be about pursuing a "useful" education in the arts and sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't any education useful, if that's what you make of it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-457422327275123248?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/457422327275123248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=457422327275123248' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/457422327275123248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/457422327275123248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-can-either-laugh-or-cry-at-this-one.html' title='You can either laugh or cry at this one'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2269711797309266577</id><published>2009-03-18T21:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:23:43.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>I got a letter from Muhlenberg with my official acceptance today. On the bottom, the dean of admission hand-wrote "Join us!" which I think is pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will you join with us Martin Daice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2269711797309266577?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2269711797309266577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2269711797309266577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2269711797309266577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2269711797309266577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-963353882370497883</id><published>2009-03-16T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:11:02.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mistake in "The Simpsons"</title><content type='html'>Lisa finds a quote that says "Quaerite deum in corde et anima" and translates it as "Seek God with your heart and spirit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. This is a plausible translation, making corde an ablative of means. But it's not. Since there's an "in", which here just means in (not into like it would with the accusative) it's definitely an ablative of place where. The translation of that part would be "Seek God in your heart" and the "your" would have to be understood, as quaerite is an imperative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done with this episode yet, so maybe it corrects itself. I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-963353882370497883?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/963353882370497883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=963353882370497883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/963353882370497883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/963353882370497883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/mistake-in-simpsons.html' title='A Mistake in &quot;The Simpsons&quot;'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7401171291310710181</id><published>2009-03-15T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:23:08.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World</title><content type='html'>I just got back from my orchestra trip to Disney World, and had a great time. There are a ton of pictures on Facebook if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were at EPCOT and got off that racecar ride. Some friends were sitting in the sample cars and a guy was taking a picture of the car. My friend Lisa walked up to him and asked to see his camera (she had been trying to lurk) and went through a bunch of his pictures before realizing that she didn't even know him. We all died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the space simulator (which was like my time at space camp, but more intense!) we went to the country area, which was a lot of fun. We didn't have too much time but saw it quickly. On the way home I got a pretty bad headache that didn't stop til I had dinner with my mom back here in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was okay, I messed up but our conductor says it wasn't a big deal, and lots of others did as well. My mom told me that Dad has heard Joe Alessi mess up in concert too. If Joe Alessi messes up in concert, it's okay for me to mess up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Snow White is so underrated. I guess everyone likes Ariel and Belle. I do too, but don't really understand Cinderella. She's kinda boring. None of the other Disney princesses would take the crap she does. (This was the meaningful conversation I had today.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7401171291310710181?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7401171291310710181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7401171291310710181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7401171291310710181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7401171291310710181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/disney-world.html' title='Disney World'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2694221181925709196</id><published>2009-03-10T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:50:12.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 96?</title><content type='html'>Today, working in the library at school, Mrs. P showed me how to see how many books a girl has checked out in her history at the school. So Leigh and I were looking people up. I only have 96, which comes out to about 16 books a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go there everyday and am always reading something. So the fact that the total loans only come out to 96 is just weird. There are definitely a lot more, though, that I just read sitting in the library while working, or avoiding work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freshman who comes in everyday today checked out her 95th book. At the rate she's going, she'll beat me to 100 and she's only been here 6 months to my 6 years. On the other hand, I'm reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/span&gt; and she's reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fudge Cupcake Murder&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2694221181925709196?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2694221181925709196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2694221181925709196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2694221181925709196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2694221181925709196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-96.html' title='Only 96?'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8669348957551906735</id><published>2009-03-09T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:48:39.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of denver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>UGH</title><content type='html'>My dad installed Norton and now it won't let me look at the pages with people's videos on Facebook. I think I know about internet safety. Enough to travel all over and talk about it to industry leaders and government representatives. So why the heck can't I go on FACEBOOK? I hate how my dad knows nothing about the computer but installs anything on it. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a nicer note, I got into University of Denver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8669348957551906735?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8669348957551906735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8669348957551906735' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8669348957551906735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8669348957551906735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/ugh.html' title='UGH'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8521969974311418846</id><published>2009-03-05T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:02:00.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallace stegner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willa cather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephanie meyer'/><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd be done with college essays by now. But I got invited to apply for an honors program at a certain college and I have to apply to that separately. Although this is a pretty attractive school/offer. We shall see. I have to reteach myself how to write something in 500 words, and write it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma's favorite author is Wallace Stegner not because he has good stories or anything (not that I would know, I haven't read any of his books) but because his writing is so good. I wonder what's more important, a good story or good writing, if you could only have both. What would you choose? I think a lot of people would choose a good story. Look at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; epidemic. I haven't read any of those books, but I hear that Stephanie Meyer isn't exactly the best writer. But people are engrossed in the story and read 800-page-novel after 800-page-novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you could take good stories written by bad writers and give them to good writers to rework. Aka imagine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;* rewritten by, say, Wallace Stegner or Willa Cather**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For lack of a better example. I'd think of a better one but I really should get on this essay.&lt;br /&gt;**I'm starting to get really into Willa Cather, even though I've only read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Antonia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Lost Lady&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8521969974311418846?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8521969974311418846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8521969974311418846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8521969974311418846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8521969974311418846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8567850554542797179</id><published>2009-03-02T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:05:26.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mild Heart Attack</title><content type='html'>I got a letter from Fordham today. The theater program there is really high on my list, and I know they send out their letters in March (supposedly), so the fact that it was a thin envelope almost made me cry. I held the envelope for a minute and thought about how this was about to ruin my perfect record on college letters thus far--two for two--and eventually when I tore it open, it was just a notification that they didn't get my Business/Farm supplement for financial aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my  trip to Pittsburgh was really good, the audition went as well as it could have, and now i just have to pray that I'm the type they're looking for. They're going to take like 20 performers overall, including musical theater, which I did not try out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were driving home last night, it started flurrying and my dad called to let Mom know that she had no school. She spent the rest of the ride gloating, especially since I had to finish an English paper (which I had already started, but it was late) and then when I was online later, I saw on the News 12 website that school was closed. I woke up about an hour ago. :) My alarm stopped going off because our power went out, AGAIN, as it has nonstop for the last month. We used to never have our power go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8567850554542797179?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8567850554542797179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8567850554542797179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8567850554542797179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8567850554542797179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/03/mild-heart-attack.html' title='A Mild Heart Attack'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1758742827977166438</id><published>2009-02-23T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:44:02.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university of rochester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>2.5 College Acceptances</title><content type='html'>The college that "lost" my app notified me, on Valentines Day, that I was accepted. (CUNY Hunter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got my acceptance packet from University of Rochester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for both of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over break I got a letter inviting me to apply to the honors program at another of my colleges. Pretty much we figure this means I got in because they only invite a few people for this. I WILL have a choice between schools I love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1758742827977166438?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1758742827977166438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1758742827977166438' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1758742827977166438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1758742827977166438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-college-acceptances.html' title='2.5 College Acceptances'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-151271357083168851</id><published>2009-02-03T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:34:40.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness and an earthquake</title><content type='html'>So one of my college apps, one for a notoriously disorganized (yet highly desirable) institution, went missing into the void of the internet last night. The site for the college was down, my first warning, then when I called the college and plugged in my social security number to check the status (of the application I submitted in November, actually right after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Me&lt;/span&gt;), the automated message told me there was no application for that SSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went wild. I called every undergraduate college in the university system, even the ones I didn't apply to, but of course it was after business hours so I couldn't get anything. I was completely frantic. By the time I got to Greek class today I was slightly more mellow and even mentioned it to Sister Joanne, in a jovial yet worried manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wonderful woman happened to be in the guidance office later, mentioned it to the counselors, and got the list of all the girls from my school who applied to any undergraduate college in this system. And I was on it. So yes, I did apply to the college, just their portal is down. And I'd worried all night. Even though someone at the college had cashed my application fee check and written my SSN on the memo part. Even though I printed the confirmation page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a college letter. It's killing me. I should have heard by now, but the one I would have heard from is the aforementioned disorganized college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, last night I was on the computer and felt this shaking, around 10:30 or so. Now, when you turn on the heat in my house, there's a loud booming noise from the basement and the house shakes on its foundations for a bit. So I thought nothing of it, although I hadn't seen anyone turn on the heat. Maybe someone had done so before and it was just delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I found out this morning it was an EARTHQUAKE, a 3.0 on the Richter Scale. So now I've been in a hurricane, tornado, and earthquake. I think all I need now is a tsunami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-151271357083168851?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/151271357083168851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=151271357083168851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/151271357083168851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/151271357083168851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/02/madness-and-earthquake.html' title='Madness and an earthquake'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3644561288362082022</id><published>2009-01-11T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:32:07.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>My favorite bookstore is going out of business and there's a sale going on. So of course I bought a ton of books. It's pretty sad, though, because I grew up with that store and the guy is like a family friend. We'll still see him around town though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysteries were on sale. I'm usually not into these but one of them is about art history. Mom got a bunch more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always been a good section on plays and it's where I got most of the ones I own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No explanation needed for the Romanov fans out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me if I had ever been to Hampton Court Palace, which was cool because I've actually studied there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmasandbooks029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get a good picture of this, but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queen Victoria's Memoirs of The Prince Consort: The Early Years&lt;/span&gt;. It's out of print and the second owner signed their name and 1944 on the inside cover, so early edition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3644561288362082022?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3644561288362082022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3644561288362082022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3644561288362082022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3644561288362082022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/01/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5068888760381543904</id><published>2009-01-11T19:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:22:58.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up-Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a262/margaritamarkovna/christmasandbooks012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a long blog post about Christmas break, I'm gonna put up a bunch of pictures from cookie making with Claudia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5068888760381543904?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5068888760381543904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5068888760381543904' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5068888760381543904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5068888760381543904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-up-christmas.html' title='Catching up-Christmas'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-346861365449708690</id><published>2008-12-23T01:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:08:59.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still rolling things around in my mind...</title><content type='html'>If you're gonna say something so completely wrong about me, don't say it to Tochet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-346861365449708690?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/346861365449708690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-9113235009739882396</id><published>2008-12-21T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:24:01.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No "That's what she said" here, please.</title><content type='html'>This is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate these decisions with my parents on one side telling me stuff that may or may not be true but hurts me to hear, my friends on the other side, and no right or wrong for anyone but me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-9113235009739882396?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/9113235009739882396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=9113235009739882396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9113235009739882396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9113235009739882396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-thats-what-she-said-here-please.html' title='No &quot;That&apos;s what she said&quot; here, please.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2727369336783019637</id><published>2008-12-19T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:44:51.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>After all the stuff that went on today, I'm just sad. And I was the one to reach out and apologize after this huge fight where multiple people have said that he's being unreasonable, and he's still ignoring me. That's pretty mature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2727369336783019637?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2727369336783019637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2727369336783019637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2727369336783019637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2727369336783019637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1905985303249353091</id><published>2008-12-19T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T14:54:22.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so done with some people.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am so done with all the crap that's been going on today. IT'S NOT MY FAULT OR ANYONE ELSE'S THAT THERE IS A BLIZZARD. BUT THERE IS ONE SO DEAL WITH IT. It's so unreasonable to 1) expect people to drive an hour away in this weather and then 2) get pissed when they call to see if there's any chance it will be moved because 4 people are actually able to make it and all of them live on the same street and finally 3) to start ignoring people and acting like an asshole to them because they don't want to be killed in this weather. WHAT THE HELL DOES HE WANT ME TO DO? And of course he grabs people like Torie and pits her against those of us who just can't get a ride in this weather and now he's deleting our comments on his wall. You know what? You're acting like Chese. This is not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1905985303249353091?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1905985303249353091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1905985303249353091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1905985303249353091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1905985303249353091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-done-with-some-people.html' title='I&apos;m so done with some people.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6737376705876146185</id><published>2008-12-18T23:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:26:40.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've seen 50 of these</title><content type='html'>SUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(X) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(X) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;(X) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;() Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;() Fight Club   (one of Brad Pitt's only good movies)&lt;br /&gt;() Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;() Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;() Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;() Airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;() Anchorman&lt;br /&gt;() Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;() Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;() Saw&lt;br /&gt;() Saw II&lt;br /&gt;() White Noise&lt;br /&gt;( ) White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;() Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;(X) 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Princess Diaries&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Scream&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 4&lt;br /&gt;(X) American Pie&lt;br /&gt;(X) American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;() American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;() American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Harry Potter 1&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 1&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;(X) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;() The Village&lt;br /&gt;() Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;(X) Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;() Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch&lt;br /&gt;() Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;br /&gt;() White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(x) 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;() I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;() Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;() Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;() Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;( ) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;( ) KingPin&lt;br /&gt;() Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;() Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;() Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;() Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;() KING KONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;() The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;(x) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;() Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;() Dumber &amp;amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 3&lt;br /&gt;() Halloween&lt;br /&gt;() The Ring&lt;br /&gt;() The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Surviving X-MAS&lt;br /&gt;(x) Flubber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;() Chicago&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;( ) From Hell&lt;br /&gt;() Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;() Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;() I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;() The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;() The Whole Ten Yards  (they played it on the airplane to Ireland lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;() Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;( ) Seed of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;() Just Married&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gothika&lt;br /&gt;( ) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;() Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;() Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;() Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;() The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;() The Grudge 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Mask&lt;br /&gt;( ) Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lucky Number Slevin&lt;br /&gt;() Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;) Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;() Bourne Identity&lt;br /&gt;() Bourne Supremecy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;() Predator I&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;() Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;() Curious George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cujo&lt;br /&gt;( ) A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;( ) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;() Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;() My Bosses Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;() War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;() Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;() Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;() She's All That&lt;br /&gt;() Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;() Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( ) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() X-Men&lt;br /&gt;() X-2&lt;br /&gt;() X-3&lt;br /&gt;() Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;() Sky High&lt;br /&gt;() Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;() Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;() Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Little Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;( ) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Skulls&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;( ) Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek&lt;br /&gt;(x) Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;(x) Miracle on 34th street&lt;br /&gt;() Old School&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;( ) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( ) Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;() A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ice Castles&lt;br /&gt;( ) Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;(x) The 40-year-old Virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring (couldn't make it through, but tried)&lt;br /&gt;() Lord of the Rings The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;() Lord of the Rings Return Of the King&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom&lt;br /&gt;() Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Baseketball&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hostel&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waiting for Guffman&lt;br /&gt;( ) House of 1000 Corpses&lt;br /&gt;( ) Devils Rejects&lt;br /&gt;(x) Elf&lt;br /&gt;( ) Highlander&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mothman Prophecies&lt;br /&gt;( ) American History X&lt;br /&gt;( ) Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Jacket&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;( ) Shaolin Soccer&lt;br /&gt;( ) Night Watch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monsters Inc.&lt;br /&gt;(x) Titanic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;() Shaun Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Willard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) High Tension&lt;br /&gt;( ) Club Dread&lt;br /&gt;() Hulk&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dawn Of the Dead&lt;br /&gt;() Hook&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;(x) 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;( ) Orgazmo&lt;br /&gt;( ) Phantasm&lt;br /&gt;( ) Waterworld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kill Bill vol 1&lt;br /&gt;( ) Kill Bill vol 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Mortal Kombat&lt;br /&gt;( ) Wolf Creek&lt;br /&gt;() Kingdom of Heaven (this movie was awesome. end of story.)&lt;br /&gt;( ) the Hills Have Eyes&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Last House on the Left&lt;br /&gt;( ) Re-Animator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Army of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks Caravan Of Courage&lt;br /&gt;( ) Ewoks The Battle For Endor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;() The Matrix Reloaded&lt;br /&gt;() The Matrix Revolutions&lt;br /&gt;( ) Animatrix&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead&lt;br /&gt;( ) Evil Dead 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Team America: World Police&lt;br /&gt;( ) Red Dragon&lt;br /&gt;() Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hannibal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6737376705876146185?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6737376705876146185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6737376705876146185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6737376705876146185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6737376705876146185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-seen-50-of-these.html' title='I&apos;ve seen 50 of these'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5399488817498635683</id><published>2008-12-16T19:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T19:20:20.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wpclipart.com/holiday/birthday/cake/chocolate_birthday_cake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.wpclipart.com/holiday/birthday/cake/chocolate_birthday_cake.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're the birthday queen today and I'm very sorry I didn't have your tiara. I'll try and find you one and when I do, you'll be the honorary birthday queen that day too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5399488817498635683?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5399488817498635683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5399488817498635683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5399488817498635683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5399488817498635683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-mike.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mike!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5989867880382308316</id><published>2008-12-15T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:45:14.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to more people!</title><content type='html'>Congratulations not only to Greg for getting into his first choice but also to Mona for getting into hers and to Leigh for Georgetown and Notre Dame. I know Suzanne already got into her first choice[s?]. I haven't heard from Mike or Jimmy yet...*cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5989867880382308316?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5989867880382308316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5989867880382308316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5989867880382308316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5989867880382308316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/congrats-to-more-people.html' title='Congrats to more people!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8012086192033867469</id><published>2008-12-14T22:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:29:10.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Posts</title><content type='html'>My last post was my 100th and I completely missed it after watching for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why &lt;/span&gt;candles&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?" objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. "In two weeks it'll be the longest day in the year." She looked at us all radiantly. "Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8012086192033867469?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8012086192033867469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8012086192033867469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8012086192033867469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8012086192033867469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/100-posts.html' title='100 Posts'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3919279673562522819</id><published>2008-12-14T16:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:22:07.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Shopping</title><content type='html'>I was in White Plains working on a nutrition project with some girls for school, and after Mom picked me up we went to the store together. It was really weird because she was telling me all this stuff about the food/ingredients we buy and I realized that the day where I'll have to do all this for myself isn't that far off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3919279673562522819?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3919279673562522819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3919279673562522819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3919279673562522819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3919279673562522819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-shopping.html' title='Food Shopping'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-13548652422943193</id><published>2008-12-12T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:21:58.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations, Greg! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-13548652422943193?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/13548652422943193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=13548652422943193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/13548652422943193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/13548652422943193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulations-greg-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2992999726855555095</id><published>2008-12-11T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:54:52.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tochet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy'/><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="567" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#d61414;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well lets suffice it to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="568" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#d61414;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that jimmy gave you a nice size role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="569" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#d61414;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because you made me pee my pants lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha I'm so excited for this show! Although I'm kind of worried that Mike can't control his bodily functions. Come on guys, we're totally gonna pwn Tochet's sketch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2992999726855555095?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2992999726855555095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2992999726855555095' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2992999726855555095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2992999726855555095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2456854969245198703</id><published>2008-12-09T21:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:08:43.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barnard'/><title type='text'>Barnard/Oh, Suz.</title><content type='html'>I had my interview at Barnard today. The girl was really nice and if possible I want to go there even more. Blahhhh I hope I get in. (how many people does he need how many boys how many girls how many boys how many girls LOOK AT ALL THE PEOPLE /chorus line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Suzanne successfully freaked me out twice in one conversation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to read to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="114"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;is it okay to wear jeans with our make a difference day  shirts tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="115"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no, you need to wear a whale bone skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="116"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="117"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;do we really have to wear a skirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="118"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;what are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="119"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i just told you, my whale boned hoop skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="120"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no i'm serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="121"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sweatpants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="122"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh okay so jeans are fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="123"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mhm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="124"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="125"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;do you remember what the name of our place is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="126"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="127"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that was my next question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="128"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="129"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have to hand in my slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="130"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i didnt put the name on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="131"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i just told my teacher my friend signed me up for it and i didnt know the exact name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="132"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;omg ted and lily and marshall went to wesleyan! (how i met your mother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="133"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="134"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i forgot my greek binder so i'm losering it up tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="135"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="136"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;do you know what time we go back to school or what our schedule is at all tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="137"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;all i know is we have 1st period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="138"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;we go back at like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="139"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;230&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="140"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="141"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oh and dont forget your money for the ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="142"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="143"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;what ticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="144"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..for the amusement park that they're taking us to after we have lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="145"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no i'm serious, what ticket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="146"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im being serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="147"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;didnt you hear? it was a surprise for being on good behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="148"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no stop fucking with me haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="149"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;im rly not. if you dont bring the money your gonna be screwed tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="150"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wtf are you talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="151"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you're confusing me a lot tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="154"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i was just telling liz that you didnt know, i cant believe you didnt hear about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="170"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*cries* what is going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="172"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you seriously didnt hear derm talking about it? it was like this huge thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="176"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i cant believe you'd be so quick to not trust me D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="179"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no wtf is going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="181"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ok ok fine we're not actually going xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="184"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;okay because i'm a little gullible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="185"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;..im aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="186"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="187"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if you hadnt seemed genuinely upset i totally wouldve had you going til like tomorrow morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="189"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lmaoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="190"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you're a meanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="193"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i know but its so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="194"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i just spent the last 15 minutes flipping out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="196"  style=";color:transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12" style=";font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it was REALLY funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2456854969245198703?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2456854969245198703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2456854969245198703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2456854969245198703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2456854969245198703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/barnardoh-suz.html' title='Barnard/Oh, Suz.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7560994330116666536</id><published>2008-12-07T23:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:13:17.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dylan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trina'/><title type='text'>Turning 18 in an hour..</title><content type='html'>Yeah. Last night was my 18th birthday party, which Suz and Torie threw and it was amazing. Dylan and Greg and Leigh were there (by the way, her official name is Le-a but pronounced Ledasha. Call her that). Later it snowed and Greg drove me home (slowly). And, if she sees this, special thanks to his sister whose name I won't put online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the Met Museum with Trina and Anna, one of my favorite holiday traditions. Last year, Anna knocked over not only a stack of books in the gift shop but a WALL in the food court. This year we passed over the food court completely and went to Ollie's, another tradition. My Barnard interview is Tuesday and it's my first choice, so I was looking in the gate like the little match girl looks in the windows of the wealthy people on Christmas. If I don't get in there, there's a definite chance I'll show up in August with my bags anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who was at my party last night, or spent today with me. I had an awesome weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7560994330116666536?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7560994330116666536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7560994330116666536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7560994330116666536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7560994330116666536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/turning-18-in-hour.html' title='Turning 18 in an hour..'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1842936074006192585</id><published>2008-12-06T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:03:48.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrabble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caffeine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Z Day today (aka school starts at 9:30 but I still get dropped off at 6:55) so I did most of my homework this morning while getting extremely caffeinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg drove me home and we hung out for a while before I babysat. "Scrabble is better without the words." (from his blog today) Carla's dirty jokes live on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1842936074006192585?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1842936074006192585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1842936074006192585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1842936074006192585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1842936074006192585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4775038766627221615</id><published>2008-12-03T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:38:04.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>As each day passes and the deadline for applying to college approaches, I feel like I have to do something amazing like cure cancer or compose an opera or something to "look good." Which is really funny if you think about it, because the things I do outside of school are because I want to, not to look like a better candidate for a selective university. I think I'm just going slightly insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; insane, that is. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4775038766627221615?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4775038766627221615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4775038766627221615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4775038766627221615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4775038766627221615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-156252597903833243</id><published>2008-12-01T23:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:33:29.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"16 going on 17"</title><content type='html'>You know that State Farm commercial with the song "16 Going On 17"? I always get really sad when I see it, but I can't explain it. And now the song is stuck in my head, but not the nice version with Leisl swirling around a gazebo in her white gauze dress but the new one that you can download from statefarm.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-156252597903833243?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/156252597903833243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=156252597903833243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/156252597903833243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/156252597903833243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/12/16-going-on-17.html' title='&quot;16 going on 17&quot;'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-893742230814447426</id><published>2008-11-30T23:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:56:58.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo</title><content type='html'>So my final NaNoWriMo word count is over 4k. It's 11k under what I had last year but deal with it, I had college stuff. I think that next year I'm going to have to deal with the fact that I will ALWAYS be busy so if I really care about it, which I always say I do but I've never finished it so I really don't know, I'll just have to sit down and write 1334 words a day, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://nanowrimo.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-893742230814447426?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/893742230814447426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=893742230814447426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/893742230814447426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/893742230814447426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/nanowrimo.html' title='NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4960058206723078778</id><published>2008-11-30T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:07:04.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>So I had some people in last night, the people who could make it over the bridge, and it was fun. I'd thought that Mao was a game only people in Colorado knew and I was wrong, although the rules here are slightly different than I remember. For some reason there's always one or two people who jump to call you on a mistake really quickly in that game; a couple nights ago it was Sal and last night it was Torie. It's so rewarding to give them a card for a mistake of their own, although it gets hard for everyone to keep track of even their own rules so we gave up after a while and played another game of Never Have I Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone except Greg left around 10:45 and I take joy in the fact that he's ticklish and there's nothing he can do about it. I can get HIM back at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4960058206723078778?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4960058206723078778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4960058206723078778' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4960058206723078778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4960058206723078778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-thanksgiving.html' title='End of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4998951150359883010</id><published>2008-11-28T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:34:57.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>So last night Greg came over for dessert and we went to my dad's friend's house. That was fun, albeit a bit long because of a certain keys-being-locked-in-a-car fiasco, but when we drove back we saw the traffic was horrible on the bridge. So Greg slept on the couch* (after a 3 hour long game of Scrabble** that my dad won exponentially) and drove home at like 8 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight we were at Dylan's and played the funniest game of Never Have I Ever. It's funny because there was some good stuff people had actually done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mike: "Oh, herrrow!"&lt;br /&gt;**Carla: They were playing dirty Scrabble. With no words. (She didn't know my dad was playing as well. In fact, my mom yelled at my dad this morning for hanging over us the entire time.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4998951150359883010?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4998951150359883010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4998951150359883010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4998951150359883010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4998951150359883010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3490727921453971064</id><published>2008-11-26T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:32:11.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been on AIM for too long tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="676" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="677" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;*'m &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; laughing not just typing lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="679" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;that should be the new abbreviation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="680" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;instead of lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="681" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;IALNJTLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="682" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="683" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i'll use it when appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="685" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;a rabbi and a priest walk into the bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="686" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;ouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="687" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and he says thats no matza balls those are circular cuibes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="688" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="689" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;IALNJTLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="690" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i dont know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="691" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i dont get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="692" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;me neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="693" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;u tell something funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="698" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;so these guys are walking through the forest and see a hole. they can't tell where the bottom of the hole is so they see a railroad tie and throw it in to see if they can hear it. but like a minute later a goat comes running along and jumps into the hole. they're standing there like half an hour later wondering why the goat ran and jumped into the hole when a farmer comes along and says "have you seen my goat?" and they say "yeah a goat just ran and jumped into this hole!" and he goes "no, that can't be my goat. my goat was tied to a railroad tie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="700" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;IALNJTLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="701" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tariq: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;wow that was elaborate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3490727921453971064?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3490727921453971064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3490727921453971064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3490727921453971064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3490727921453971064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-been-on-aim-for-too-long-tonight.html' title='I&apos;ve been on AIM for too long tonight'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5198069868957711247</id><published>2008-11-26T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:23:41.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe Suz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="528" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;sry. i had to go frost cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="529" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;i have it in my hair and everything, its disgusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="531" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;do i want to know how you got frosting in your hair?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div id="531" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="533" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;because you know frosting goes in the mouth and not the ears or pores or anything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="535" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;yes im aware lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="536" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;i was trying to give mahself hai-lyts &lt;&lt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="538" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;IZ DEY PURDY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="539" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;YAYZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="540" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="546" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(74, 158, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;YAYY HARE PARTAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div id="550" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 82, 163);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suz&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span absz="12"   style="font-family:American Typewriter;font-size:100%;"&gt;WOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5198069868957711247?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5198069868957711247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5198069868957711247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5198069868957711247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5198069868957711247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehe-suz.html' title='Hehe Suz'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8458911857965595763</id><published>2008-11-23T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:56:44.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get the feeling that you like your friends more than they like you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8458911857965595763?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8458911857965595763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8458911857965595763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8458911857965595763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8458911857965595763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4265276761097693747</id><published>2008-11-20T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:33:23.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Town</title><content type='html'>I saw On the Town on Tuesday's dress rehearsal. It's one of those Encores shows at City Center, and my dad's taking a bit of time off from his regular show to do it. I wasn't anticipating that they would carry scripts around but other than that (and a dream sequence that only provided an excuse for an extended dance number, which I never care for) it was really good. My dad's worked with a bunch of the actors before, like Michael Cumpsty and Christian Borle, and it was nice to see them in different roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, my parents and Greg and I went out to a diner. They get along so well with him I'm afraid that they'll want to trade me to his family for him, haha. The whole evening was a lot of fun, although we got home at like 12:30 and I was nearly dead the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of yesterday, I have orchestra every Monday and Wednesday. This cellist Lisa sits next to me and I knew her parents were musicians, but recently we figured out that not only do they know my dad but we all went to Japan together (sans Lisa, but I was there) almost 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago. God I'm old. My 18th is imminently approaching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4265276761097693747?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4265276761097693747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4265276761097693747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4265276761097693747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4265276761097693747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-town.html' title='On the Town'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-7434379692782758386</id><published>2008-11-16T22:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:18:49.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color Purple</title><content type='html'>This isn't a book review but I just posted this for AP English on moodle and thought I should put it out here for any book people who still follow this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Since I've read this book a couple times before, the style was not an issue for me. The language was a bit hard the first time but now it doesn't seem hard. It's definitely an easier read than books like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bluest Eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;Their Eyes Were Watching God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I disagree with those who have said it is a male-bashing book because, to use Mr. ______ and Harpo as examples, it shows the complexities of their psyches and actions. Mr. ______ is unloving and abusive to Celie, but gradually improves. Even at the same time that he is treating Celie badly, he is caring to Shug. Even though he fails to stand up for her in church, he brings her home when she is sick and shows his real care for her. He even has what can almost be called a tender moment with Celie after she gets Shug to eat some breakfast. The two sides of Mr. ______ is illustrated even more by the fact that Shug calls him by his first name, revealing his intimate side. Harpo, on the other hand, is mostly a good husband. He is negatively influenced by his father's example but really loves his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The real theme of this book seemed (to me) to be sisterhood, both literally and not. From the start, Celie looks out for Nettie even when it means endangering her own mental and physical welfare. She makes it possible for Nettie to not be the one to get "big" and eventually marry Mr. ______. Both girls even watch out for their poor stepmother, who is the same age as them. When Mr.______'s sisters visit, they advocate for her both to Celie and to Mr. _____ himself. Shug warms to Celie (obviously. other people have talked more about her so I won't go into their relationship as much) and is the one who really empowers her. The bonds between the women, both those who have been in similar situations and those whose lives are different, are very strong and, to me, beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One last note, there are clues if you read carefully about how fast time is going by and how much time passes between certain points, but does it seem a bit irregular to anyone? She's fourteen on page one and before you know it, she's "near twenty" and then all of a sudden Harpo's wife has 5 children."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-7434379692782758386?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/7434379692782758386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=7434379692782758386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7434379692782758386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/7434379692782758386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/color-purple.html' title='The Color Purple'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-2047767277695994418</id><published>2008-11-15T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:36:31.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast Party</title><content type='html'>Last night was the cast party, strangely not at Emily's house. I had a REALLY good time. Usually these are fine but I guess the difference is that during the last 3 I was...tied down? I dunno how to say it. But Greg is very social and it's a bit of a relief from the last year and a half, not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove me home and we hung out here for a while. At some point Dad came in from the show and Greg completely charmed him by asking questions about the differences between the two trombones he was carrying. Dad and I got along then and even though Greg left right after and then I went right to bed, I felt relieved about getting along so well with Dad. It's been rough around here, just from everyone's stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-2047767277695994418?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/2047767277695994418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=2047767277695994418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2047767277695994418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/2047767277695994418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/cast-party.html' title='Cast Party'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-9661884163221247</id><published>2008-11-13T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:33:42.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just babysat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Good story! Tell it again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No but really, the kid was so cute. I've probably mentioned him here before, because this is a semi-regular job, but he's over 3 years old now and is perfect because he plays basketball and wears himself down right til bedtime, then we read a bunch of books and he goes to bed without fussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my epic story for the day. Other than the fact that English class was the funniest we've ever had in the history of school, it was pretty uneventful. Tomorrow I only have 3 classes but also the cast party. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-9661884163221247?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/9661884163221247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=9661884163221247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9661884163221247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/9661884163221247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-babysat.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1792943794218505341</id><published>2008-11-12T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:16:21.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College App #1</title><content type='html'>I don't mean first choice, it was just the first one due. I've officially applied to one college. Yayyyyyy me. *waves little flag*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 574395674398643 to go. Although so far the essay writing hasn't been the issue. If you can believe it, Common App, supposedly the best thing ever, wouldn't save my Academics page and I had to retype it no less than 7 times over the last 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1792943794218505341?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1792943794218505341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1792943794218505341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1792943794218505341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1792943794218505341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/college-app-1.html' title='College App #1'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-5958218927947981077</id><published>2008-11-11T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:52:09.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Play Depression is Horrible</title><content type='html'>It's a Tuesday night and I'm looking at half a week of school, then another week of school, then another half week of school, and chances are I won't be on any stage at all. I probably won't see another stage until I audition for the next play at our brother school or audition for college, whichever comes first. It's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I lie. I have an audition December 1st for something nonrelated to either of those. But still. That could be even worse because most of my friends are from the theater company I am a part of, whether past or present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting how everyone says we'll always be friends forever. I was thinking about that last night. My boyfriend was saying it doesn't matter, because everyone has each other now, and on some level I know he's right. (For those of you not friends with me on Facebook, it's a different boyfriend than the one who's come up a couple times in the past.) But then I was on Facebook and realized, I haven't spoken to one of my closest friends from the last 3 years who graduated...he's at college and has a whole new set of fag hags whose names I don't even know. A friend of mine from past shows who goes to a Midwestern university and I didn't even meet up when I flew out to visit. A boy I am friends with, again from this theater company, met up with me one day in London but never sees me when we're 20 miles apart here in New York. How is it that we met up because we happened to be on the same continent but don't see each other in our hometown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at all I have now, friendwise, and don't want to lose it. I know some people will lose touch in 6 months when we graduate (6 months?!?!?!) but there are the people I really hope stay in my life. They know who they are, too. I've already lost so many that have graduated. It's impossible to imagine college erasing my high school social life, which only now is getting pretty stable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-5958218927947981077?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/5958218927947981077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=5958218927947981077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5958218927947981077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/5958218927947981077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/post-play-depression-is-horrible.html' title='Post Play Depression is Horrible'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-1349362158565579937</id><published>2008-11-10T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:32:18.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Me</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOPdpX2WXO8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Siobhan as Older and Younger Belle, final dress rehearsal. Yes, there are some kinks, but they worked out by the show. I just can't believe it's all over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pink, by the way, and both of us are wearing wigs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-1349362158565579937?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/1349362158565579937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=1349362158565579937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1349362158565579937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/1349362158565579937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-me.html' title='Little Me'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-3142977620568530237</id><published>2008-11-05T19:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:41:59.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah palin'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the first time since I've been politically aware, I am proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just a note, McCain had a graceful speech last night. His supporters in the crowd, less graceful, but he himself was gracious over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-3142977620568530237?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/3142977620568530237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=3142977620568530237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3142977620568530237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/3142977620568530237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-first-time-since-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-6858670525718762017</id><published>2008-10-03T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:54:18.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First lesson</title><content type='html'>Today I gave my first trombone lesson. My student, a 6th grader, was very good and a quick learner. He really needed the basics most of all so we worked on 3 notes (F, E, and Eb), working right out of the exercise book I used when I was learning at 10 or 11. I had not expected to enjoy teaching, because I always thought it would be frustrating, so this was a bit of a pleasant surprise. Nice kid, nice family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been so busy, with college apps and everything. Did I tell you the cast list for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Me&lt;/span&gt; came out last week? I play Older Belle; I've got lots of stuff to do and in my humble opinion I have some of the funniest monologues. A lot of my scenes cover set changes so I've got lots of lines. Plus, for what might be the first time, I'm pretty sure I like (or don't know) every person in the cast. At least I have Mike (one of my best friends, although not until this school year) and a few girls from my school who are friendly to me. Plus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of new kids, which is great for the program because this year a lot of us graduate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-6858670525718762017?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/6858670525718762017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=6858670525718762017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6858670525718762017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/6858670525718762017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-lesson.html' title='First lesson'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-746162758153994956</id><published>2008-09-27T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:48:53.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SATs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='applications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACT'/><title type='text'>College Stuff</title><content type='html'>I had a minor mental lapse today. I was on the website my school has for us to organize college info on, and had previously thought that I didn't need to take the ACT. Then I look and it said 6 of the schools I was looking at needed it. Having a mild heart attack, I start registering on act.org and was halfway through when my mom called and reminded me we've been to info sessions for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of these colleges and they only want it if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; taken the SAT. Now I'm sitting here, very relieved, but my heart has not stopped beating loud enough for the neighbors to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, two of my applications are done, minus the personal statement! (For anyone about to go through the college process: when a college you're interested in sends you a streamlined application because they like you, it saves a lot of blood and tears. And that's almost literally blood and tears. See paragraph 1.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-746162758153994956?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/746162758153994956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=746162758153994956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/746162758153994956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/746162758153994956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/09/college-stuff.html' title='College Stuff'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-8525127585828140334</id><published>2008-09-16T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:51:34.571-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday night live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tina fey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Just watch it.</title><content type='html'>http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/palin-hillary-open/656281/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I can see Russia from my house!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-8525127585828140334?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/8525127585828140334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=8525127585828140334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8525127585828140334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/8525127585828140334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-watch-it.html' title='Just watch it.'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536813974951528282.post-4267974416061099963</id><published>2008-09-11T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:24:45.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monty python'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>Dove Videos</title><content type='html'>http://www.dove.us/#/features/videos/default.aspx[cp-documentid=7049578]/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should watch these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my first post in a while, but I've been really busy with college essays/applications and schoolwork. 3 AP classes...I can't believe there was a time in my life when I wanted to take AP Physics and AP Government in addition to the Latin, English, and Spanish I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; sign up for. And Spanish...everything is actually in Spanish in class, and I don't know why I'm surprised, but it's very hard. Most of the other girls in the class are either native speakers (or have a house in Spain, like one of the juniors). The one (just one, I think!) that doesn't come from a house where Spanish is spoken is pretty much fluent. Am I the stooge? (See That 70's Show when Michael joins the police academy if you don't know what I'm talking about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some parting fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdaIZSeoRBg&amp;amp;feature=related" contenteditable="false" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdaIZSeoRBg&amp;amp;feature=related" unselectable="on"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdaIZSeoRBg&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536813974951528282-4267974416061099963?l=rix1897.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/feeds/4267974416061099963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536813974951528282&amp;postID=4267974416061099963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4267974416061099963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536813974951528282/posts/default/4267974416061099963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rix1897.blogspot.com/2008/09/dove-videos.html' title='Dove Videos'/><author><name>Maggie P.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06567905869303758318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cj8TBp6H6UE/R2bYkbQgmDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dh1DVNYLIyc/S220/london+057.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
