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  <title>Angelita</title>
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    <name>Angelita</name>
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    <title>Fresh Haiku</title>
    <published>2008-10-06T19:06:32Z</published>
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    <title>Half year entry</title>
    <published>2008-09-08T18:32:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-08T18:32:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been so bad about updating here, but I don't feel so bad because I'm bad about updating MySpace and my handwritten journal as well. I guess I don't write as much when I'm not mad about something, which is pretty sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first baby just turned 5 today. (Well, technically she'll be 5 at 11:22pm, but that's too late to hold a party.) It's hard to believe it's been that long, but at the same time, it feels like she's been around forever. I'm not sensitive enough to do the whole crying on the first day of school thing, so I sent her off with a smile and I'm looking forward to hearing about her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still interested in being a doula but I don't know how sustainable it would be. This isn't the time to be playing around with a secure job. I need my insurance and I really do have a heart for the people I work for and the division I'm in. I seem to get along with my new boss as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure about the moving thing. I know there would be several pros, but also some cons to moving out. Financially it would be harder (I pay very little where I'm at now) but it would allow some freedoms. We'll see how it all works out. I'll pray for guidance on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short entry, but I still did it, so I guess that's good for something.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: All in the Family</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T18:31:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T18:31:48Z</updated>
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Yes, I think whoever you have around will influence who you are as a person. I think the ways that siblings affect each other depends on a great many of factors (age difference, gender, personalities, etc.) but I know it is nice to have people who grow up in a similar experience. I know with my sisters, we can glance at each other after hearing a comment from a parent and we each understand that Mom is in one of "those" moods. We also understand what "those" moods are having experienced them from inside the family as opposed to a friend who may be close, but just isn't IN on the family.</content>
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    <title>dead ends</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T15:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-31T15:48:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>humm of printer, computers, etc...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't cut my hair in over a year. For several reasons. One, I really don't know anyone who is good at cutting curly hair. Places like Great Clips and such seem to be training grounds for those who are trying to get experience and move up. So if I go there, they will try to cut my hair and if it ends up looking like crap, I'll go back and they'll say "oh, sorry, she doesn't work here anymore!"  Plus, really--if someone doesn't know how to cut it the first time, why would I go back and have them try again? Practice makes perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does anyone know of any good places to try to get my hair cut without paying out my savings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, yesterday was the first day I ever got flowers at work. It was the sweetest gesture! I love flowers and I've received them on dates, at home, and while I'm out, but never at work. What a wonderful surprise!</content>
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    <title>Steamy Sunday nights</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T05:56:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T05:56:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>whir of the fan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just got back from Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, but not much of a family reunion. We didn't do as much visiting as we should've. I was way too tired for one thing, and so was my younger sister. I did get to drive my uncle's new car though. He was pretty trusting, seeing as I told him I had been tipsy earlier that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went to Portland City Grill. I've never been there before and it was BEAUTIFUL!  I love the view from up there. Aside from the guys who were really drunk and asking what I was drinking, it was a nice environment. Crystal liked it too, but she thought there were too many unnatural blondes with boobs that couldn't possibly grow naturally on their size 0 frames. I had a good time though. I was told I HAD to go there to try a cadillac margarita, which I have to say was delicious. Yummy--too bad I'm a lightweight. I handed over the keys after half a drink and was tipsy until we got to our next destination--quite a while later. Guess that's good though 'cause I don't have to spend an arm and a leg to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke was fun. I didn't sing from the mic, but I did plenty of table singing and I didn't need the drinks I had there, but the night was fun. We ended up at Denny's out of nostalgia--since Crystal hadn't been there in FOREVER--and Nick won't go there. Didn't get back to my house until after 3pm--my poor friend who met us there thought he had to work at 7am.  He was pretty mad when he got to work and found out that he wasn't due there until 1:30pm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I only got a few hours of sleep. Then it was up and at-'em for our trip. I was super grouchy with Cadence. Poor little. I had intended on sleeping on the way there, since I wasn't driving, but little C would have none of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is way too hot right now to be typing all this. We have AC, but it's not kicking in my room. I guess if you climb up to the corner where the smart designer put the vent, it might be pretty cool. But down here where I'm living, it's HOT as anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally decided to update because I was upset and mildly irritated, but I guess I'm not so much anymore. Now I'm more contemplative. We'll see what that leads to.</content>
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    <title>Dang, this IS pretty accurate!</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T03:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-10T03:46:55Z</updated>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>angelitaackth @ 2005-03-25T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T07:15:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T07:15:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel really tired right now.  I look pretty tired too.  Aside from looking in the mirror, I have a digital pic to prove it.  But that's okay. It's an accurate reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadence was teething today.  She just about gave me a heart attack. She was sitting on my dad's lap and one of her most favorite things to do is grab the pens out of his pocket. He had a mechanical pencil that has a sharp end, so he removed it and let her play with the other, capped/safe pens. Mind you, it's not that safe to let a kid play with pens, but she was sitting right on his lap and using the pens to write on a pad of paper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, she ran over to the table that had the forbidden pencil on it and grabbed it.  We saw her do it and my dad, who was closer, reached out and grabbed her but she was moving away so quickly that she tripped and scratched her face.  I was so worried that she would poke her eye out!!! Thank goodness she didn't. I love the little critter so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an mp3 player in my car. My friend gave me a cd of mp3s that she likes and I love it but I can only play it on my computer.  Sure I can convert the songs to regular format, but there would be so many more cds to carry around if I did that. Oh well.  Eventually it will be old technology and then I'll get an mp3 player for really cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a wardrobe update for not much money. Wonder if that's likely...</content>
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    <title>Baby baby baby</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T23:01:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T23:01:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So how horrible would it be to not have a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, I thought that I would have a little birthday party for Cadence with just my family on her actual birthday.  We would maybe play and sing songs and hang out with her and then fix something special for dinner and help her open gifts.  That would be fun, I thought.  Maybe some balloons and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be turning one next week.  ONE!!!  A WHOLE YEAR!!!   I can't believe it.  She is SO wonderful!!!  She is full of personality and determination.  I'm so glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally talking to Thomas, he wanted to have a party at his aunt &amp; uncles' house (they raised him) on the weekend.  I thought that would be fine. So when I talked to his Aunt, she said he hadn't mentioned it (they rarely hear from him) but that she would love to and she'll let all the cousins know.  Then Thomas got pissed at me because I'm asking him for Child Support, so he said to forget about the party.  So I called his Aunt and said she didn't have to have a party and she said to forget about what Thomas says.  She would still like to have a party and what do I want for Cadence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think his family is great.  I really like them.  His cousin Emily (how I met Thomas) is a good friend to me and I get along with her family.  They've made me feel very welcome.  But I feel uncomfortable giving them a want list--for anything. For Cadence, for myself.  I just feel weird.  For my family, sure. But for his family--I just don't feel like I should.  Especially when I can't afford to buy gifts for all of them on their birthdays.  I just send or make cards.  So I said it would be wonderful if each of the cousins made a card and put a picture in it.  It means so much to make a card.  But Auntie said that they all want to get her something.  So I made a little three item list and we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we're going to have my family's party for her actual birthday.  Then we'll all trek up there (it's only about 15 minutes away in good traffic) and celebrate with all of Cadence's aunts and uncles and cousins.  But now I feel odd because I've had a few friends call and ask if I'm having a party for her.  So I feel like a bad parent that I'm not throwing this big bash for her birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's one, so it's special because it's her FIRST birthday.  And I'm VERY excited.  But at the same time, she's JUST ONE!!  Will she remember?  I think she'll probably just get cranky if there are too many things going on.  I don't know.  So am I bad for not having a big party with all of my friends and her baby friends?  I just see a cry fest. :-(</content>
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    <title>In the great outdoors</title>
    <published>2004-08-21T03:53:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-21T03:53:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"ba da da ba nigh...Nigh...NICE...NICE" - Cadence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First off, I have to give MAD PROPS to Jen for her skating skills.  I went with Michelle to her company picnic at Oaks Park.  I dont know if Jen skates or blades, but you have to pay more to rent the blades and I haven't had a pair in years.  So we went with the regular skates and I sucked at it!  We both had tons of fun, but I seem to lack the ability to stop without crashing into the walls.  There were some people there who were so good!!  I was not one of them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the picnic was fun.  We got the deluxe bracelets free and Michelle and I went on a bunch of the rides.  Even the kiddie ones.  (Stay away from the pathetic so-called-Haunted Mine.) The Kiddie Rollercoaster was actually kinda fun though.  I convinced Michelle to go on the bigger one too.  My favorite was the Screaming Eagle.  Oaks Park doesn't have that many rides but the ones we went on were fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again, mad props to Jen.</content>
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    <title>Ode to Kelly</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T20:17:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T20:20:43Z</updated>
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    <title>My kiss is Erotic--I've been told this before</title>
    <published>2004-07-30T04:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-30T04:14:18Z</updated>
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    <title>Kiss me, I'm cute!</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T05:22:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T05:22:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yep!!  That's the extent of St. Patty's day for me.  Someone at work took a green marker and wrote it on my hand.  Still haven't seen any leprechans or pots of gold, but I guess it's just for warding off bad luck more than bringing in the good.  Oh well!!!  "Kiss me, I'm cute" works for me.  I'll make a new one that says "Bring me licorice, I'll kiss ya!!"  I'm craving that right now.  Red licorice.  YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadence didn't go to bed till just now. She's been pretty good all day. Growing SO fast! but I'm tired.  I stay up too late talking on the phone and not doing anything really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to call my mom's dog CrapAss.  Why such a creative name, you ask?  Well, the other night I was walking through a public park after dark.  While walking through the grass, I kept seeing pinecones and thinking how lucky I was not to step in dog crap since it was dark.  Sorry dog lovers, but I don't think it's cool to let your dog go wherever it wants unless you clean it up with your little plastic bag or your pooper scooper, okay?  So all was fine and good and I made it back to my car without a hint of doggie residue.  Then, that evening, I'm feeding Cadence when I smell something rotton.  First I thought: Great, time to change her.  But it was worse than SHE smells.  It smelled like a loaf of poop was just sitting there.  SO GROSS!!!  So I got up to see where the source of the smell was.  Then I almost slipped!!  In what!?  Just guess....  nasty crapass decided she didn't want to go potty outside (where she was about 10 minutes before the incident).  Walk through a dark park with no problem, but watch out for your kitchen floor!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very pretty story, but gosh it was annoying.  So I won't really call her Crap-Ass.  I'll call her CrapButt or maybe CrapAussie.  Cause she's an Austrailain shepherd, so it fits.  How annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and the Financial aid students--- I owe Cyndi a box of chocolates tomorrow.  She fixed 1200 students for me, or so I've heard.  I know it's her job and all, but MY GOODNESS!!! So I'll be hitting up Target or someplace cheap for some baby sunglasses and a box of chocolates tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>Back from hibernation</title>
    <published>2004-03-11T00:34:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-11T00:34:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here I am.  Physically, a new person. No, no surgeries, but I've been told that if you give it long enough, your body basically rebuilds itself and is entirely different from how it was before. So I'm a new me. Same confused mind though...  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadence is six months old.  SIX MONTHS!!!  That's SO OLD!!! She's SO beautiful and I love her so much.  Even when she's a pill. She has so much character and personality already! She changes so fast! And Tom doesn't live here anymore, but as soon as I filed for custody, he decided that he wants to be super-papa and is coming to visit.  Okay.  Good for him. He SHOULD spend time with her, and it shouldn't take me filing for custody for him to do it.  But sometimes, I guess that's what it takes.  He says he feels "neutral" about me now.  Is that supposed to make me feel better?  Hmmm...  I don't want to be with him, but I certainly don't feel neutral.  I still care about him and what happens to him. Maybe I shouldn't worry about it anymore. I think I'd feel better even if he were angry because at least it's something. Not that it would be pleasant.  Neutral. So I could drop off the face of the earth and it wouldn't bother him.  Except, then he'd have to take care of Cadence, and that wouldn't be ideal for him cause he's just getting his life back in order now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new job is great!  I've been really blessed. Let's see how I hold up during the busy times though--I've been told it gets REALLY hectic. And my boss/partner is going into labor today to have her THIRTEENTH kid, so I guess one and half weeks training is all I get.  It's okay though, the other managers help out and know most of the stuff too.  I think it would've been easier if I'd been a transfer instead of learning it all from the beginning, but I'll get the hang of it and once rush is over, I'll be seasoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back, but I'm leaving for now.  Let's see how long till I have a minute to post again!</content>
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    <title>ARGH!</title>
    <published>2002-08-03T06:44:29Z</published>
    <updated>2002-08-03T06:44:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I wanna be bad</lj:music>
    <content type="html">(sigh) I think I have a crush!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:angelitaackth:23363</id>
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    <title>What am I doing up so late???</title>
    <published>2002-07-30T11:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-30T11:23:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm over at Micah's house listening to music.  He even let me get Supermario Brothers three!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>Advise</title>
    <published>2002-07-24T18:55:07Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-24T18:55:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Eric says "people come, and people go, and who will stay, you just never know"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:angelitaackth:22658</id>
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    <title>Gotta get through this &amp;lt;--on the radio</title>
    <published>2002-07-24T18:54:24Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-24T18:54:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dilemma -- Nelly</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;I get through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make it, make it, make it through&lt;br /&gt;I'm gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take my, take my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me just a second and I'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;Surely one more moment couldn't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Give me 'til tomorrow then I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Just another day and then I'll hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your love is falling like the rain&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and it falls again&lt;br /&gt;When will I get the chance to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that you're already mine&lt;br /&gt;Then my heart ain't breaking every time&lt;br /&gt;I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;God, gotta help me get through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta make it, make it, make it through&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get through this&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take my, take my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me just a second and I'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;Surely one more moment couldn't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Give me 'til tomorrow then I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Just another day and then I'll hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your love is falling like the rain&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and it falls again&lt;br /&gt;When will I get the chance to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;I pretend that you're already mine&lt;br /&gt;Then my heart ain't breaking every time&lt;br /&gt;I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;God, gotta help me get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;God, gotta help me get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this&lt;br /&gt;God, gotta help me get through this&lt;br /&gt;If only I could get through this...</content>
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    <title>how was the trip????</title>
    <published>2002-07-15T08:05:20Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-15T08:05:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot in here--Nelly???</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have to say that Vegas was AWESOME!!!  :-)  It was amazing and I had such a fun time!  The shows were entertaining, the hotels were awe inspiring, the lounge acts were titillating, the bars were fun, the clubs were amazing--I could go on and on and on!!  It was 106 degrees, but didn't feel quite that hot, unless you were walking for three miles in the sun (which I did....).  It's way less humid there.  I'm already planning my return trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, just forgot I need to return a library book that was due....argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the trip was great!  And we saw &lt;a href="http://www.thunderfromdownunder.com"&gt;Australia's Thunder from Down Under show&lt;/a&gt; which was so entertaining!!!  Yeah, I'm a horny girl and I go for accents.  I don't care if you think they were cute--they can DANCE and entertain quite a bit!!!  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, technically, I could write pages and pages on Vegas, but I think I might save that for my scrapbook, which will be finished as soon as Nicole develops her two rolls of film to match my two rolls of film.  Horray for Vegas!  Oh yeah, no big winnings, but no big losses means I'm happy.</content>
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    <title>Still in my PJs</title>
    <published>2002-07-05T18:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-05T18:13:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mike's CD mix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm glad the 4th wasn't boring.  I was worried about that.  Laziness ruled the morning as I didn't even get up till noon or so.  Talked with Crystal about things to do in Vegas and then headed over to my parent's house. &lt;br /&gt; I wanted to go shopping, but it was too busy.  Everyone and their grandpa were off today so I couldn't even find a parking spot.  It's just as well cause I don't have money anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Kelly drove out when she got off work and we took Chewy (one of the many dogs my parents have) out to play ball.  He never tires of retrieving it.  It's almost like he thinks each time we play will be the last time, so he never wants the game to end.  When he looked like he was going to fall over from exhaustion, we went back. He was still gasping for air 30 minutes later.  Interesting how he still wanted to play!  I would've been like "forget this!!  YOU threw the ball, YOU go find it!!!"  But he's a good dog. &lt;br /&gt;Today I'm supposed to go hang out with Adam and Anna and Andrew.  Hmm....so many A's!!!  Yeah, we all rock. :-)  Then I'm going to get my dress fitted for Phantom of the Opera.  After that, I'm going out to Emily's.  She invited me out to see her new apartment and hang out with some friends.  We'll probably watch movies and play games.  I always have fun hanging out with all them--even if all we do is sit around and laugh. :-)</content>
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    <title>angelitaackth @ 2002-06-27T01:11:00</title>
    <published>2002-06-27T08:01:01Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-27T08:01:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I wanna know</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bryan left today. :-(  He was really cool and I know I'll miss him.  I also think Sam might be gone. That sucks.  The new girl, Wendi, seems pretty cool though.  &lt;br /&gt;The ice cream party at BN was cool, but sucky.  Cool b/c they had eight kinds of ice cream.  Sucky because the "party" was just  free ice cream--not really a party at all.&lt;br /&gt;Jen didn't work today. :-(  I haven't seen her at work in a while.  She did come in and visit me the other day though, so I guess I can't really complain.</content>
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    <title>Don't you wish you could turn the hands of time?</title>
    <published>2002-06-23T21:38:32Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-23T21:38:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at my parent's house right now.  They aren't here. I guess they can't accuse me of never coming by. They're just busy so they aren't always here when I am.  At least I don't feel guilty doing my laundry here.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;The P!NK concert was fun!!!  First of all, we got an awesome parking spot--about a block from Rose Quarter--for free!  It was a space where it looked like there used to be a meter, but someone broke it down.  Since it wasn't us, we didn't feel guilty.  :-)  Nicole was still worried and I told her that she should put money on the sidewalk if it really bothered her.  Needless to say, she didn't. &lt;br /&gt;  P!NK sounds really good live.  I was happy that she didn't lip-sync--or sing, or whatever it's called.  She sang for herself and she sounded great.  The opening band wasn't that great though.  They sounded okay on the recording, but live---well, let's just say they should stick with the recorded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;  I was only a little disappointed because she didn't sing all of her songs and she only has two CDs.  So the concert was really short.  REALLY short being about an hour and a half.  I also remember lots of visual stimulation from the other concerts, but she didn't dance or have any dancers.  I had fun at her show though.  I have to say that my younger sister Michelle is awesome because I called her on my cell and convinced her to drive out to my parents house and grab their binoculars and bring them out to the Rose Quarter for my friend and I to borrow. I was TOTALLY surprised that she did it, seeing as she had other errands to run and wasn't even really in the area at the time.  That was really cool and made 100% difference in the show--we had 200 level seats but saw SO clearly!!!&lt;br /&gt;  So that was my concert experience.  After that, Nicole convinced me to go dancing with her at Banana Joe's.  That was fun too, but another experience in itself and I'll have to explain later seeing as my parents just got home and I want to go talk with them.  Ciao!</content>
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    <title>Totally spontaneous</title>
    <published>2002-06-22T07:40:45Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-22T07:40:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot in Here!!! &lt;--Nelly???</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't have any plans for today.  I had lots of fun though.  I had to get a new woofer for my stereo to stop sounding like a tin can. I guess I blew the other one.  It was over two years old--I guess that's old in stereo years.  I helped Darby move from her parent's house to an apartment off of Division.  Nice apartments--not so fun to move though.  Thank God for the elevator to the third floor!&lt;br /&gt;I also saw Minority Report tonight.  It was good--I liked it!  I was going to wait to see it with my mom, because I know she would like it, but chances of her going to see it without my dad are slim to none. And chances of my dad finding time and wanting to spend it at a movie are slim to none.  So I figured if she wants to see it, I'll still go see it with her--but if she never gets around to it, then no prob.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for the P!NK concert tomorrow night.  I hope its lots of fun!</content>
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    <title>So what happened on Wednesday??? (warning....long post!!)</title>
    <published>2002-06-20T23:46:03Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-20T23:46:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radio--get your swirve on!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I woke up at 8, cause my body is weird like that.... I heard Crystal getting ready for work and my first thought was to get up and go say hi--happy birthday to me!!!  :-) But then I thought: my hair is such a mess and she'll probably say "Amanda, you need to get back to bed!!" So I didn't get up until 10.  :-)  I love sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I finally did get up, I started getting ready for work--went in the kitchen to take my disgusting vitamins, and what do I see on the counter?  A Birthday Cake for me!!!!  Homemade by my excellent roommate--and topped with the message "Happy Birthday Amanda!!"  I was SO happy!  (hey, I'm a dork!!!)  I jumped up and down and ran around cause I was so happy and it was soooo cool that she made me a cake and kept it a big surprise!  She also got me a gift certificate for $20, how cool is that?  :-)&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my wonderful day started off.  I headed off to work and my co-workers gave me a b-day card and everyone was wishing me happy b=day.  Work went by really quickly and soon I was on my way to my parent's house.  When my mom arrived (she had been at work) we drove out to the Century 16 theater (my fav in Portland) and saw Sum of All Fears at 4:10pm.  It was action-packed and fun--more into politics than I would've thought, but I enjoyed it!  I have to admit, there was at least one part that had me jumping out of my seat!&lt;br /&gt;  So that was fun.  Then we went out to my parent's house and I was calling all my friends to make sure I had told them to meet me at my house at 10pm and giving them directions if they didn't already know how to get there.  Michelle, Jessica, Shanda, Quincy, my parents and I headed out to the Olive Garden in Vancouver where we had a delicious meal and opened gifts.  :-)  We didn't get seated until about 8pm, but it was a lot of fun and worth the 25 minute wait.   &lt;br /&gt;   By the time we finished, it was already 9:20 or so. I rode with my parents back to their house, where I had left my car. We had to stop at the pharmacy to pick up a prescription for my mom before going home, so I didn't even get to their house till 9:40pm.  It is impossible to go to my parent's house and jump in my car without giving them a hug and talking for 5 minutes, so I was in a mad rush out to my house when the phone calls began. &lt;br /&gt;First it was Betsy, who was already out in the general area of my house around 9:30 and was wondering if I was home yet.  Then Emily and Syrah called to say they were waiting on  my doorstep.  Nicole called and asked what the plan was and finally David called to say he was sitting outside the apartment building and where was I.  :-)  I was glad to see that Crystal made it home before I did and let Emily and Sy in.&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, honestly, I was worried that all my friends might not mingle well, but I was SO glad to discover that I was worrying for NOTHING!!!  We all carpooled over to The Refectory and had a GREAT time!!!&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, I found another surprise--my friend Cleary from school was there!!  I have to say THANK YOU to all my awesome friends who celebrated with me, so THANK YOU: Emily, Syrah, David, Betsy, Julie, Kelley (with blonde hair), Kelly (with green eyes and a coolness factor that's off the charts), Mike, Jessica, Shanda, Doc, Nicole, Crystal, Nick, Cleary, and (heaven forbid) anyone I may have forgotten to name here.  They made it SO much fun!  &lt;br /&gt;   I had three shots and two mixed drinks--( I think that was all!!!).  Almost everyone got out and danced. We had a great time laughing, talking and having fun.  We made the whole place rock!  I still think Kelly and Kelley should've entered the "wet 'n wild" contest, but maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;   All in all, it was a great night!!  I missed the people who couldn't make it (cause they had to work too early on Thursday, or too late on Wednesday--or couldn't make it out there): JEN, Sarah, Robyn, Jodie....thank God I didn't have to add Kelly to this list cause she jumped over to the "I'll be there" crowd at the last minute. ( Thank God for no cover on Wednesday nights!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, long enough post.  Let's just say, it was FUN!!!</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday to me!!</title>
    <published>2002-06-20T22:41:46Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-20T22:41:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radio commercials!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have to start off by saying MY FRIENDS ARE AWESOME!!!  I had SUCH a great time last night!  Actually, I had a great day all day!  It was SO fun!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see--&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should begin on Tuesday night.  I worked at BN and closed with Roger, so we didn't get out till 10:45pm.  Julie wanted to go to Safeway and asked if I needed to go so she didn't have to go by herself.  It gets kinda creepy out there that late.  So I said sure, although I wasn't sure if I needed anything besides milk. But it doesn't hurt to accompany her.  &lt;br /&gt;So we get there and run around and grab our stuff.  I got four boxes of my fav. cereal because I have expensive taste and for once it was on sale.  Yay Cranberry Almond Crunch cereal!  Best breakfast stuff--but anyways, then I needed milk.  Julie had coupons for five gallons of milk, so she got me one.  She says it's my b-day gift--that I'll have strong bones and everything.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;The stupid checker was irritating, but other than that, the Safeway experience was fun.&lt;br /&gt;  Then I called Mike, who said I should come out to his house and grab the bottle of Curaco that he owed me for taking shots with him.  So I went out there and he said that I had to go buy alcohol at midnight--a rite of passage thing.  He just wanted to get drunk, but it seemed like a fun idea.  So we went back to Safeway at midnight and got some champagne and some fruity stuff (Arbor Mist??) that Kelly (one of Mike's roommates) liked.  That checker was really cool.  She was all feeling the card for "alterations" and everything.  Then, when she decided it was valid, she got over the loudspeaker and said "Attention everybody, Happy Birthday to Amanda--she's turning 21 today!"  It was so cool!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Mike's house and I was there till about 2:15 or so.  Then I headed home and fell into bed around 3am.  I was glad Crystal wasn't home cause I didn't want to wake her up.</content>
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    <title>Will you be using a Reader's Advantage discount???</title>
    <published>2002-06-18T07:48:03Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-18T07:48:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was HELL at BN.  Here's how I explained it to one friend:&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;ANywy, how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;LONG&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;I hate ALTON BROWN&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;who's that?&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice guy, but he created a crowd of about 350-400 freakin' customers at BN tonight&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;he wrote a cookbook and has a cooking show on Food Network&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;or some cable station&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;and that was just the people at the event&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;there were more than that in the store&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;it was SO sucky&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;damn...that sounds worse than the Harry Potter dealeo we had&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to die&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;and hit kids&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was HORRIBLE&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;biggest event that Page has ever hosted&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;girl, I'm so glad we're friends&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;and they even brought in CRMs from Tanasbourne and Washington Square&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;You always make me smile  &lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;whats a crms?&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;Community Relations Manager&lt;br /&gt;Angel says:&lt;br /&gt;that's Page's "official" title&lt;br /&gt;Jodie says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that was my day.  Millions of people crawling through a bookstore to buy a book and wait in line for an hour after the store closed just to get his signature.  He was a nice guy though.  He took the time to smile and introduce himself and talk a little bit to each person.  I was DEAD tired by the end though, so I was glad to see him leave.&lt;br /&gt; Highlights of Alton Brown's event include: &lt;br /&gt;moving furniture,&lt;br /&gt; chatting with Jen,&lt;br /&gt; eating Robyn's lunch (while she told me about how much insulin the body needs--and la de da de da about her new diet....),&lt;br /&gt; watching Julie climb on furniture to take pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO excited for my b-day coming up!!!  I really hope it's fun and not a disappointment.  I have no clue what we're doing, but I wanna get a bunch of friends to go out.  Only thing is that I have no clue where we'd go on a Wednesday night, but we'll figure it out, I guess. I'm sure someone has some idea of someplace fun.  :-)</content>
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