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  <title>....A little glimpse of me....</title>
  <subtitle>BlueFish / Sara</subtitle>
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    <name>BlueFish / Sara</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-24T06:06:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:26039</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T06:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T06:06:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:05&lt;/em&gt; Off to a doctors appt. Wish me luck! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866460571"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:10&lt;/em&gt; Working on getting healthy is gonna be a lot more work than I originally anticipated. I can do it though. I'm strong. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866589718"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:19&lt;/em&gt; I think I need a hug &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866598179"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:25660</id>
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    <title>Life as of today...</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T05:09:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T05:09:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;15:05&lt;/em&gt; Off to a doctors appt. Wish me luck! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866460571"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:10&lt;/em&gt; Working on getting healthy is gonna be a lot more work than I originally anticipated. I can do it though. I'm strong. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866589718"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:19&lt;/em&gt; I think I need a hug &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/866598179"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:25381</id>
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    <title>Life as of today...</title>
    <published>2008-07-21T05:05:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T05:05:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:31&lt;/em&gt; So, is it bad that I encouraged a friend to drink extra last night just so they had to come crash on my couch for a few hours? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/863617557"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:33&lt;/em&gt; @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seldonfound"&gt;seldonfound&lt;/a&gt; Evil with a plan. A bad combo ;) &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/863618272"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:34&lt;/em&gt; I do what it takes to get the cute guys over to my house. Now I just gotta work on the next steps as it never seems to get any further ;) &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/863618758"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:38&lt;/em&gt; @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seldonfound"&gt;seldonfound&lt;/a&gt; Accidentally get naked? I am not sure if I could pull that off &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/863620954"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:30&lt;/em&gt; After two different people bailing on me, I'm going to the movies alone. I'm still excited though! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/863760285"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:24941</id>
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    <title>Life as of today...</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T05:08:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-16T05:08:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:13&lt;/em&gt; @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seldonfound"&gt;seldonfound&lt;/a&gt; it's all good :) &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/859516768"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:13&lt;/em&gt; I am happy to be home to nap for an hour or so. I'm also happy that I had a fantastically awesome weekend. Check LJ later for a full update! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/859517065"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:24688</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T06:08:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T06:08:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;03:49&lt;/em&gt; This has been a great start to my birthday! Let's hope it gets even better once I go to sleep and wake back up to start the day! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/857844032"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:24144</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-12T06:07:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-12T06:07:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;21:44&lt;/em&gt; I totally ninja'd a cupcake! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/856221517"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;21:45&lt;/em&gt; Yay for mini-birthday-vacation weekend! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/856222173"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;21:48&lt;/em&gt; I will *not* tolerate drama this weekend. Stressfull people need to stay away from me! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/856223539"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:23561</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-11T06:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-11T06:06:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:44&lt;/em&gt; I'm looking forward to seeing John tonight. Not looking forward to going into work now. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/854747330"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:35&lt;/em&gt; Two more hours of work left then I get to go home! Then after Fri I'm on vacation for my birthday! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/855042692"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:23211</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T06:13:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T06:13:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;06:46&lt;/em&gt; Is it really time to go back into work again? It feels like I just left... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/853633289"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:23&lt;/em&gt; I just made $50 for fixing a friend's computer that wasn't even broken. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/854336668"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:22634</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-09T06:06:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-09T06:06:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:45&lt;/em&gt; When did I go from really enjoying my job to barely tolerating it? &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/852967758"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:07&lt;/em&gt; My friends in chicago finally realized what a computer geek I am. Now they keep asking me to fix their computers for them *sigh* &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/853417005"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:22033</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T06:10:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T06:10:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;03:13&lt;/em&gt; I was totally falling asleep while at the grocery store but then I sit in front of my computer and I'm suddenly wide awake. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851812064"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;03:13&lt;/em&gt; Work tomorrow will be fun. Heh. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851812115"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;17:04&lt;/em&gt; This work day couldn't get much worse short of them firing me I think &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/852331606"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;18:26&lt;/em&gt; Off work! Now home for cute boy snuggles and a drink to make the day better &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/852380619"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:38&lt;/em&gt; Pete just finally left for home after three days here. I'm happy to stop playing host but sad to see him go. I'll see him again tomorrow ... &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/852560418"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:21978</id>
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    <title>Tweets for Today</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T20:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T20:54:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:09&lt;/em&gt; @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tealsac"&gt;Tealsac&lt;/a&gt; thank you &amp;lt;3 &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851497207"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:21&lt;/em&gt; I am recouping from what was such a long weekend full of fun. Monica should be over here soon though so I have to prepare for that. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851503089"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;16:51&lt;/em&gt; So, I have unlimited texts on my new cell phone plan and I have a twitter account. I apologize to my friends in advance :-) &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851517222"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;20:06&lt;/em&gt; Its amazing how quickly money disappears at an arcade. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851609604"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;03:13&lt;/em&gt; I was totally falling asleep while at the grocery store but then I sit in front of my computer and I'm suddenly wide awake. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851812064"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;03:13&lt;/em&gt; Work tomorrow will be fun. Heh. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sara714/statuses/851812115"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <title>movies movies</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T10:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T10:21:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="I couldn't sleep and needed something to do..."&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) Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;(X) Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;() Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(X) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;( ) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;(X) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;(x) Braveheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;(X) AnchorMan: The Legend of Ron Burgandy&lt;br /&gt;(X) 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;(X) 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: 7&lt;br /&gt;&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;(x ) American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;( ) American Pie Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&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;(X) Resident Evil&lt;br /&gt;( ) Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;(X) Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;() The Village&lt;br /&gt;(X) Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch&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;(X) White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;(X) Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;(X) 13 Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(X) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;( ) Roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;() Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;(X) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(X) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;(X) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;() KingPin&lt;br /&gt;(X) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(X) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;(X) Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;(X) Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;( x) King Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(X) Dumb &amp;amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;( x) Dumber &amp;amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;(X) 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: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;() Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(X) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;() Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;() From Hell&lt;br /&gt;( ) Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;( ) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;(X) I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x) 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;(x ) Just Married&lt;br /&gt;() Gothika&lt;br /&gt;() Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;(X) Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;(X) Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;(x ) Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Grudge&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Mask&lt;br /&gt;(X) Son Of The Mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;( ) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lucky Number Seven&lt;br /&gt;(X) Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;(X) Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;( ) Identity&lt;br /&gt;( ) Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(X) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;() Predator&lt;br /&gt;( ) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Fog&lt;br /&gt;(X) Ice Age&lt;br /&gt;(X) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown&lt;br /&gt;( x) Curious George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;(x ) 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;(x ) My Boss's Daughter&lt;br /&gt;(X) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Frailty&lt;br /&gt;(X) War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(X) Rush Hour&lt;br /&gt;( ) Rush Hour 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) My Best Friend's Wedding&lt;br /&gt;(X) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;(X) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;( x) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;( x) Sideways&lt;br /&gt;() Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;( ) Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(X) 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;(X) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Terminator 2&lt;br /&gt;(x ) The Terminator 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) X-Men&lt;br /&gt;(X) X2&lt;br /&gt;(X) X-Men 3&lt;br /&gt;(X) 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;(X) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;( ) The Others&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: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;( ) Miracle&lt;br /&gt;(X) Old School&lt;br /&gt;(X) The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;() K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;( ) Krippendorf's Tribe&lt;br /&gt;(X) 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: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grand Total: 101&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:21272</id>
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    <title>I've met most people I know on here</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T00:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T01:00:38Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid gray; border-collapse: collapse; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="border: 1px solid gray; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 1.5em;"&gt;Your LJ Slut Stats!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="border: 1px solid gray; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;Out of your 74 friends, percentages you have:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray; width: 100px;"&gt;met&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="235" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 100px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.37%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;hugged&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="227" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;75.67%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;dated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="8" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.7%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;kissed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="56" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.91%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;seen shirtless &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="77" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.67%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;seen naked&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="40" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.51%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;had net sex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="0" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;made out with&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="16" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.4%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;had oral sex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="8" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.7%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-right: 1px solid gray;"&gt;fucked&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 300px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="12" height="15" src="http://www.onlinebryant.com/red.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.05%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="border: 1px solid gray; text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onlinebryant.com/SexedUp.html"&gt;Get your LJ Slut Stats!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only people I really haven't met are the ones that live in the UK. I've still met a few of those too though. Also, apparently I like to hug everyone I meet. I am a very huggy person. Is huggy a word? We'll pretend it is regardless.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:21186</id>
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    <title>One of these days I'll do a REAL update</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T02:20:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T02:20:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But in the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hellarity.us/in-bed"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://www.hellarity.us/in-bed/quiz/gd.php?cost=1,117" style="z-index: 55;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8px; position: relative; left: -105px; top: 9px;"&gt;Powered By Their&lt;a href="http://theirtoys.com"&gt;Toys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:20920</id>
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    <title>I'm bored</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T16:26:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-03T16:26:47Z</updated>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Meme..."&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/winged/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than "Lovers." Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:20661</id>
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    <title>Still Alive</title>
    <published>2007-10-19T05:05:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-19T05:05:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to do some serious updating. Tonight is not going to be when I do it however. I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:20359</id>
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    <title>bluedanio @ 2007-09-05T09:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T13:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T13:50:47Z</updated>
    <category term="nerd"/>
    <category term="math"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/nt2ref.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="NerdTests.com says I&amp;#39;m a Nerd Queen.  What are you?  Click here!" src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/nt2/08e5662942de25c0.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't exactly say that I'm surprised. I want to be a math teacher and I spend most of my time on my laptop. Heh.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:20012</id>
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    <title>recap since last post</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T17:09:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T17:09:19Z</updated>
    <category term="chicago"/>
    <category term="kol"/>
    <category term="rent"/>
    <category term="haylie"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So, I know it’s been quite awhile  since I updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don’t want to bore you all with  every detail of what’s happened in my life so lets hit the major milestones: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I  went to NYC and saw a Broadway show (Rent). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;My younger sister had a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I’m  FINALLY moving to Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; was awesome  and that’s an understatement. John and I had spent a fair amount of time  debating between driving out and flying out. In the end we decided to drive. The  drive wasn’t too bad. It definitely had it’s moments but I had prepared myself  for a pretty bad car ride. So, all in all I was left feeling happy that it  wasn’t as bad as it could have been. We left on our trip early Friday morning  and drove pretty much straight through with only one or two rest stops if I  remember correctly. We got to the Tudor Hotel at the United Nations about 6pm.  Let me take a moment here to say that I rock in getting a hotel room! The room  was $150 a night when it’s normally about $350 a night! I am pretty damn good at  finding travel deals online! We showered, changed into our dress clothes, and  left for the show. The show started at 8pm. Two of the original Broadway cast  members returned for a 6 week (now extended to 10 week) run. Anthony Rapp and  Adam Pascal (Mark and Roger) are the two that returned. They were phenomenal.  They have such chemistry when working together and you can tell that they have  such passion for the characters they helped to shape and form in the beginning.  It was just... indescribable. Saturday we went and saw the Guggenheim Museum,  the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Life Cafe, Tompkins Square Park, and&amp;nbsp;Coyote Ugly  (the bar not the movie). Sunday we saw the Museum of Modern Art. (My favorite  art museum of the weekend mainly just because I got to see Starry Night there.  It's one of my favorite paintings by far so it was impressive to see it in  person. It is actually making my skin tingle a little thinking about it now.) We  also saw the Museum of Natural History before starting our drive home. Of  course, there were many other things we saw and experienced but it would take  forever to recount it all. I was falling asleep on the drive home but we made it  in one piece. So yeah, to repeat myself, it was awesome and that's an  understatement. I need to upload my pics. I'll get around to that soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had her baby. A little  girl. Haylie Christine Johnson. Born August 24, 2007. 6lbs 10oz. She's  absolutely adorable. I'm an aunt now. My sister is a mother. Wow. I have some  pictures here to upload. I'm a huge procrastinator at getting photos online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job offer from Chicago on  August 24th. I am starting September 24th. The move has me extremely overwhelmed  at times but I'm doing my best to take it all in stride. I've had to do a lot of  research to figure out where I can live, how to get my stuff out there, where I  might find an affordable car, etc etc. I'm extremely excited about finally being  out there almost a year after I first said I was going to move. However, I'm  also completely terrified at times too. I'll figure it all out though. It'll be  nice to finally be able to see John whenever without having to plan it a  few&amp;nbsp;weeks in advance. I keep trying to focus on that and not on the negative  attitudes I'm getting from various people for various reasons. I am hoping that  the tension between John and I is mostly caused by the distance between us and  I'm hoping that my being closer will take care of that. Yeah, it's a lot of  hoping, I know. I want John and I to work, I adore him and I know he adores me.  But, I know that if we're living in different states, it's not going to work. We  spend too much time stressed out over things. Usually petty things. So, we'll  see how it goes once I move. Worst case, I just move back home if I need to. I  pray it never comes to that but it's good to know I have that option if need be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am getting ready for Con  in a week and a half. I've never been that far west before so it'll be nice to  see Arizona. It's also going to be awesome to get to see so many friends I  haven't seen in awhile (or ever in some cases)! I'm flying to Chicago next  Sunday, staying with John for a few days, then flying to Arizona along with him.  We'll be in Arizona until Monday and then flying home. I then fly on back to  Cleveland for my last week in Ohio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#333399"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How rich art is; if one can  only remember what one has seen, one is never without food for thought or truly  lonely, never alone."&amp;nbsp; -Vincent Van Gogh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:19947</id>
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    <title>heh</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T12:45:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T12:45:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="600" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/b&gt;, You are Hermione. You are academic, intelligent, and reasonable. On top of this, you are highly concerned with justice, scorn the small-minded prejudices of others and work hard to defend the under dog. Many times you may find that your heart and mind are constantly at war with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table width="94" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="1" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;94%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;Hermione Granger&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table width="94" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="1" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;94%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;Oliver Wood&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table width="84" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="1" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="Arial"&gt;84%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 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  <entry>
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    <title>animation thingy</title>
    <published>2007-07-20T01:52:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T01:52:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Everyone else was doing it so I figured I would too. "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meez.com/bluefishkol" title="Check out this user&amp;#39;s profile at Meez.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.meez.com/user10/07/07_10018086990.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meez.com/bluefishkol" title="Check out this user&amp;#39;s profile at Meez.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluedanio:19346</id>
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    <title>Heh</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T09:33:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T09:33:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw this survey on&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='darkmoon' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://darkmoon.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://darkmoon.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;darkmoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s LJ and decided to see what it said about me. Anything to pass the time and distract me from life right now....&amp;nbsp; When I saw the answer, I had to post it as I know at least one person (&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='tealsac' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://tealsac.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://tealsac.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;tealsac&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) will find this amusing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="What city are you?"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;BALTIMORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;You scored 37% Style, 33% Climate,  and 51% Culture!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/990/824/9918256287518720853/mt1122924071.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      You are Baltimore, Maryland. Baltimore, the largest city in Maryland, is situated in the northern part of the state on the Patapsco River estuary, an arm of Chesapeake Bay. The city is independent and does not fall within any county. Baltimore's economy is very diverse, with strong financial, legal, and nonprofit service industries. The city also leads in scientific research and development through two highly acclaimed medical institutions, Johns Hopkins Hospital and University of Maryland Hospital. There is also a significant tourist sector. Major attractions include the the National Aquarium, Harborplace, the Maryland Science Center, the Babe Ruth Museum, Fort McHenry National Monument, and Pimlico Race Course, site of the Preakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are not the most stylish individual, you are definitely cultured and are not afraid to try new things, even if they differ from what you're used to. You appreciate diversity in life and definitely like to get out there and have fun. You like the changes in season, although you prefer warmer weather to cold. People find you to be down-to-earth and easy to get along with. Your personality is not grandiose, but just right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/15455725840946430955/Which-Major-U.S.-City-Are-You-"&gt;The Which Major U.S. City Are You? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=weeredII"&gt;weeredII&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Grant Marx   (June 13, 1981 - July 3, 2007)</title>
    <published>2007-07-06T17:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-06T17:15:45Z</updated>
    <category term="grant marx"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;Rest in peace my dear friend. Many people will miss you. I know I will. You were the most optimistic person I'd ever met. You had so many reasons to be angry, sad or hurt. Yet, you weren't. You enjoyed the positive. You knew that you had already beaten the medical odds and you wanted to continue to do so. You didn't let anything stop you, especially something as trivial as being confined to a wheelchair. You taught me so much about happiness and love and friendship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mem.com/display/Biography.asp?id=1938123"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Amen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;This is not at                      all how &lt;br /&gt;                     We thought it was supposed to be &lt;br /&gt;                     We had so many plans for you &lt;br /&gt;                     We had so many dreams &lt;br /&gt;                     And now you've gone away &lt;br /&gt;                     And left us with the memories of your smile &lt;br /&gt;                     And nothing we can say &lt;br /&gt;                     And nothing we can do &lt;br /&gt;                     Can take away the pain &lt;br /&gt;                     The pain of losing you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;And never have                      I known &lt;br /&gt;                     Anything so hard to understand &lt;br /&gt;                     And never have I questioned more &lt;br /&gt;                     The wisdom of God's plan &lt;br /&gt;                     But through the cloud of tears &lt;br /&gt;                     I see the Father's smile and say well done &lt;br /&gt;                     And I imagine you &lt;br /&gt;                     Where you wanted most to be &lt;br /&gt;                     Seeing all your dreams come true &lt;br /&gt;                     'Cause now you're home &lt;br /&gt;                     And now you're free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I hurt</title>
    <published>2007-07-02T06:19:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-02T06:23:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes, it just hurts. I can't really explain why in ways that anyone will understand so I'll use that old Garden State quote again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam (Natalie Portman):&lt;i&gt; That's life. If nothing else, its life. It's real, and sometimes it fuckin' hurts, but it's sort of all we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's life. Sometimes it &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; hurt. Oh God it fucking hurts. But, it's all I have. Thus, I will do with it what I can. Make lemonade out of lemons to use a very trite saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many factors that I have no control over. That terrifies me. I like to have control. Or at least some semblance of it. I feel so incredibly out of control right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too dependent on others. And others always fail me. I need to learn to be more self sufficient. To not rely on friends or family to be there when I need them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of my life, up until the age of sixteen, I had David. My cousin. My best friend. Then he died in a car accident. Then I had Sam. The man that I thought would be there for me through anything. Then he walked away. Now I find myself relying on John for so much. It's not fair to John. I can't place such high expectations on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss David so much. Even now, nine years later. I miss Sam's friendship on an almost daily basis. But he has no desire to be friends with me. I do have John. John adores me. But he's not David. He's not Sam. And I keep expecting him to be like them. To act like they did. To be there for me in the way that they were. I need to realize that it's not going to happen. John is not like either one of them. It's part of what makes him so awesome, but also part of what makes him so infuriating. But it's not his fault I find him infuriating. He's just being himself. The same person that I consider my best friend. The same person I started to fall in love with from the moment I met him. So, why do I find myself getting so angry with him lately? I know he hasn't changed. I know he's done nothing wrong. I know it's all on me. Something in my head changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I figure it all out soon before I lose something very special to me.</content>
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    <title>bluedanio @ 2007-07-01T00:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-01T04:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-01T04:32:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have some serious updating to do.  I have been busy with 1000 other things going on and I never seem to get around  to actually updating my LJ. Shame on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Cut so you don't cut me! Continuation of the last post and talking all about the Chicago meet and my time with John."&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;First of all, I need to finish the  continuation of the last post I made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I left off with Saturday afternoon.  John and I left Chagrin Falls to drive to the airport. We were cutting it a  little close but I wasn't too concerned. We get to the airport about an hour  before takeoff and go to the kiosk to print up a boarding pass. It tells us the  flight has been cancelled. We look at it bewildered and then wait in line to  talk to a customer service person. After learning that the flight was indeed  cancelled, we get a ticket for the next available flight, 7am the next morning.  Then we have to figure out where John is going to sleep that night. Paying for  another night at the hotel wasn't really a feasible option so I called my  cousin, Amy,&amp;nbsp;and she said that John could stay at her place if he wanted so that  was all taken care of. John and I went back to my house to kill a little time.  We sat in my front lawn with Bailey (my dog for those that don't know) and just  relaxed. It was awesome to just relax at my house with John. Amy and I had plans  to go see a friend's band play and we gave John the option of coming with us or  going straight to her apartment to nap. He said he wanted to go out seeing as he  was around. The three of us went to Jewel's to drink, dance, sing and smoke. It  was a great night. We all had an excellent time. John and I were both completely  beat though so we were eager to get some sleep. Let's just say that once we got  a little privacy, sleep wasn't really happening. With about 1.5 hours of sleep,  I drove John to the airport early Sunday morning and then proceeded to nap in  the parking lot of the airport for two hours before driving home and getting  ready for work. Talk about a long weekend with no sleep! As soon as I got off  work Sunday I went home and went to sleep. I don't think I awoke until Monday  morning when I had to be back at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I had a short work week. I worked  Monday thru Wednesday and then caught a late night flight to Chicago. I was  planning on going to Chicago for the meet anyways but then I ended up extending  the trip a few days in the beginning for some interviews I had. For those of you  that don’t know, I am planning on moving to Chicago. I’ve been wanting to for  awhile but I’ve also been procrastinating a lot because that’s how I am. With  how much John and I have been spending on travel though, it’s becoming a  necessity for me to move out there ASAP. It’d be far cheaper in the long run. My  parents told me that I should just have John move here instead. They don’t want  me to go and I don’t blame them. However, John moving here simply isn’t an  option for a multitude of reasons. The main reason being that he isn’t the only  reason I’m moving to Chicago. I have other friends out there too. Anyways… I had  a slew of interviews in Chicago scheduled for Thursday and Friday. I am  transferring out there with the financial institution I already work for so the  interviews are more of a formality. We ended up condensing the many interviews  into just two. I met with the Regional VP of the greater Chicago area along with  a few managers and the CEO of the Illinois market all in one interview. Talk  about feeling like I was in front of a firing squad! Then, a few hours after  that, I had an interview with another manager. It was nice to get all the  interviews done in a matter of hours instead of spread out over two days.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the interviews John and I went  out to dinner at an Irish pub in St. Charles. I don’t recall the name of it  exactly, just that it had Claddaugh (Is that even spelled right?? The ring that  a lot of women wear. You know what I’m talking about :-P ) in the title. The  food and beer were very good. I had a beer much darker than I would normally  drink. I think the name of the beer was Smithwicks though I could be wrong on  that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; John and I got back to the hotel  right around the same time Jelloboi got into town. We went to meet him and Belfy  at Jelloboi’s hotel. We had some nice low key fun chatting and drinking a little  wine. Jelloboi was exhausted though from making the drive to Chicago so he  crashed early and kicked us all out to do so. John and I went back to our hotel  and got a few hours sleep before the next day, which we learned later, would  cause us to get no sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Friday afternoon we went to Ihop to  get some breakfast and figure out what the plan of attack was for the day. I  needed to do a little shopping and then we also had to check into the hotel and  post our room number on the forums, and pick up Monica. We decided to drive to  the hotel first to check in but our room wasn't ready when we got there. Monica  called then to say she was wanting us to come get her so we drove to her house,  acquired her and then drove to the mall for the small amount of shopping I  needed to do. Then we went back to the hotel and got checked in. There were a  few people already there but they all went shopping for booze while John and I  took showers and such. The rest of the night was spent in relative meet  normality. There were people drinking, people playing GH2, people playing on  their computers, people lurking in their own hotel rooms, etc etc. Around 2am I  was outside smoking with John and Clarity when an ambulance showed up. We asked  them if they were going to our room and they said no so we ignored it. About 15  minutes later someone came outside and told John and I we better get upstairs to  talk to the medics in our room. John and I BOLTED up to our room. Josh (aka Big  Dick in KoL) drank a lot of alcohol and Monica was worried that he had alcohol  poisoning. Monica wanted to stay at the hospital with Josh and I wanted to be  there for Monica and John wanted to be there for me. So, the three of us sat in  the ER waiting room until about 9am (I am a little foggy on the exact time frame  here) when Josh was deemed sober and thus could be released from the hospital.  We got back to the hotel and slept until about 3pm I think. Everyone else went  out for lunch and to do other things but John, Monica and I were dead to the  world for many hours there. Josh was also passed out sleeping more in his hotel  room. Once we awoke the three of us headed over to Ruby Tuesday to meet the  group for dinner. The rest of the evening was again typical meet activities. I  called Tealsac to wish him an early HAPPY BIRTHDAY as he was supposed to be  there with us but thanks to the fucking airline, he never did make it. We all  wished you were there my dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning we all woke up and  checked out of the hotel and then decided to go to the Gay Pride Parade.  LucySpace, The Vegan, Monica, John and I rode out there together. We managed to  miss the entirety of the actual parade but we still had a nice time. It was nice  to experience the atmosphere. Once getting back to the hotel, it was time to go  our separate ways. John and I took Monica home and then went to check into our  hotel for the final night. That night was weird. You would have thought that the  two of us had been drinking all night. We were positively giddy. Then we really  did start drinking. Hehe. It was a nice night overall. Things were a little  tense for a period of time there, but that usually happens the last night we are  together. I think it's just the stress of knowing we are soon parting ways or  something. Or I could be talking out my ass. I dunno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Monday we gathered our things,  checked out of yet another hotel and went to his house to take his stuff home. I  got to meet his father. He was just about as I'd expected. We didn't have too  much time to spare before my flight so we went and saw a movie, took a stroll  around the park, grabbed some food and went to the airport. We had a long good  bye at the airport and after many long hugs and kisses, we said good bye and I  went through security. About thirty minutes later I see that my flight has been  cancelled. So, I called John to let him know I may need him to come back and get  me, called to see when I could reschedule another flight (found out the next one  was the next day at 4pm), called my coworker to let them know I wouldn't be into  work the next day and called my mom to tell her I didn't need her to pick me up  at the airport after all. John came and got me and we went to his house to stay  the night there. From the time I got there to the time I left I think was the  best part of my entire trip. Everything felt so much more real being at his  house, sleeping in his bed, instead of some random hotel somewhere. Nothing  spectacular happened to make that period of time any better. In fact, I think it  was the fact that everything was so "day to day" type of living that made it so  special. We went for a walk that night and got attacked by a neighbor's  sprinkler system. We had some awesome alone time that night and especially the  next morning. It was just....amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The following morning we got a new  phone picked out for John so he can be on the same network as I am and stop  paying outrageous fees and then before we knew it, it was time to rush to the  airport. I got to the airport a little late and it said that I couldn't check  into my flight. I wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; late though so I was a little confused. I  went up and spoke to a customer service rep, he told me that my flight was being  delayed and most likely being cancelled so he was going to schedule me for  another flight. Well, the next one he could actually schedule me on was  Wednesday (today was Tuesday in case you aren't keeping track) at 10am but that  he'd give me standby tickets for the other flights. So, I went through security  and waited. I had a few drinks, ate some food and just waited flight by flight.  My only hope was a flight that left three hours after the time I got there. That  flight ended up being delayed about an hour. I was at my wits end about to just  call John and tell him to come get me and I'd take the flight the next day when  I FINALLY got selected for a seat. Thank God! I thought I was never going to  make it home to Cleveland. I was extremely grateful to have that extra night  with John and I wouldn't have minded another one with him. However, I also  didn't want to deal with the wrath of my boss if I had to miss another day of  work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now I am home and already plotting  the next time I can see John. My birthday is in two weeks and I'm really hoping  he can make it here. It would be the best birthday present I could ask for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm kinda tired of typing and  thus am going to go. If you managed to read this all, thank you and I hope it  made sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To sum up both John's flight woes and mine: NEVER FLY WITH UNITED AIRLINES!!! They suck ass and cancel flights for no apparent reason whatsoever. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Long Weekend</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T12:45:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-18T12:49:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Two weekends ago I was out with my cousin Amy and realized just how much I missed John. So, I called him and basically told him I was going to buy airfare for him to visit this past weekend. I asked him if he wanted to come and we debated the pros and cons to him coming last minute like that. In the end though, I wasn't really taking no for an answer. He really wanted to come, but we just knew that it was a ridiculous amount of money to spend when I already had plans made to see him the week after I wanted him to come visit. So, the airfare was bought and hotel reservations made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His flight came in friday afternoon. It was about 15min late and I was stressing a bit. Fifteen minutes is nothing for a plane to be late. I realized this, I knew I was being a tad irrational but I was also VERY eager to see him. From the airport we went straight to the hotel to check in. We were there for a few hours. I'll let you fill in the blanks with how we occupied our time &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; It was so great to just be in his arms. I suck at long distance relationships. John and I have been an actual couple for about seven weeks. I've seen him four out of seven weeks for at least three days each stretch. I shouldn't be so pathetic about missing him all the time. I know I have it far better than most people I know in a long distance relationship. But, I am pathetic. I know it. I accept it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went to a friend's house for a bonfire. Mike and Holly love to have guests over. It was a small gathering (well, compared to the last time I was at their house for the clam bake!). John got to see my cousin Amy again and meet Amy's best friend Dannette. He also got to meet Mike and Holly who were stuck listening to me talk about him all night the previous Friday. There were three other people there too but I don't recall their names offhand. I'd never met them before. The bonfire was nice. I love showing John more about my casual day to day life around here. It feels more real when we aren't just living in hotels or doing touristy type things during the day. Note to self: I'm going to have to plan some sort of going away dinner or something to let everyone know i'm leaving at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pulled over on the way home from the bonfire. I was going 12 mph over the speed limit but part of me thinks it was more of an "it's 3am and you're on the road so I'm going to pull you over." The officer was full of questions and had some issues running John's license. John knew he had nothing to worry about because he was completely clean but it took a few minutes for the officer to realize that. Then the officer asked me to step out of the car and asked me how long I'd known John, how we met, why he was visiting. He was being very inquisitive. It kinda irked and confused me as to why he was asking but I was very polite and in the end he just gave me a warning. Thank God! I am one ticket away from losing my license. The points drop off after two years and most of the points will drop off over the next few months so I have to be extremely careful. I thought for sure I was going to lose my license right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we checked out of the hotel and I decided to take John to Chagrin falls. It's a very quaint town and I wanted to show him the area. We ended up running into a slew of people I haven't seen in many years. I saw Mrs. Krage,&amp;nbsp; three of her daughters (Katherine, Rachel and Sarah), Gabby Sopenski, Polly (don't remember her last name) and Jacob (the accordin player, I don't recall his last name either.) The first thing I got asked when I saw Rachel was "How are you and Sam doing?" not "How are you doing?". So, I told her that Sam and I had broken up back in September and I introduced her to John (he was actually in the bathroom when I first ran into them but I waited until he was out to introduce him of course.) I also told them all how I'm moving to Chicago in about a month. It was kinda nice to run into all of them but it reminded me just how much I don't fit in with that crowd of people any more. It feels like a lifetime ago or two that Sam and I were going to church and hanging out with those people. Well, I hung out with those people. Sam never cared for most of them. I want to write Sam and tell him I ran into all of them and got to introduce John to them. I think he'd find the story amusing in it's own right. However, things with Sam are so weird lately. Anytime I've contacted him, he is very abrupt with me and acts like talking to me is the last thing on earth he wants to do. I hate that the person that used to be my best friend can't stand talking to me anymore. But, there isn't much I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this story will have to be continued later as I have to be at work here soon and still have to get dressed. So, we'll leave it at Saturday afternoon and watch later for the rest.</content>
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