<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:46:32.551-07:00</updated><category term='Portia'/><category term='queer'/><category term='cape cod'/><category term='Plymouth'/><category term='disney'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='House elf'/><category term='Emerson'/><category term='kaleth'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='nerd'/><category term='cute'/><category term='home'/><category term='travel'/><category term='mouse'/><category term='HK cupcake'/><category term='Coach'/><category term='Jews'/><category term='castle'/><category term='Tiffany&apos;s'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Cobra Starship'/><category term='Coug'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='FOB'/><category term='Jocelyn'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='commercials'/><category term='reality'/><category term='musicals'/><category term='snow day'/><category term='cheese'/><category term='TV shows'/><category term='tiger'/><category term='battery'/><category term='game'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='All Time Low'/><category term='Hey Monday'/><category term='OC'/><category term='Mediocre'/><category term='taylor swift'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='shoots'/><category term='Leighton Meester'/><category term='theme songs'/><category term='zefron'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Kevin Bright'/><category term='Cat'/><category term='kristen'/><category term='annoyances'/><category term='shot at love'/><category term='thesis'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='cat man'/><category term='snuggie'/><category term='molly'/><category term='copley flair'/><category term='apple'/><category term='ASB'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='allison'/><category term='Dawson'/><category term='Weird'/><category term='Beacon'/><category term='photos'/><category term='MA'/><category term='Jung'/><category term='panda'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='amazon'/><category term='class'/><category term='internet'/><category term='high school'/><category term='ENTV'/><category term='17 again'/><category term='Metrostation'/><category term='papers'/><category term='pants'/><category term='if you give'/><category term='women'/><category term='gay'/><category term='research'/><category term='princess'/><category term='mousebabies'/><category term='random'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='vampires'/><category term='Fashion Society'/><category term='videos'/><category term='music'/><category term='bored'/><category term='L Word'/><category term='extra'/><category term='boyo'/><category term='EVVYs'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='tests'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='words'/><category term='curves'/><category term='old navy'/><category term='religion'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Ru Paul'/><category term='model'/><category term='Pros/Cons'/><title type='text'>Aujourd'hui, cupcake.</title><subtitle type='html'>Even though I'm slowly succumbing to Twitter, I need a space to house the rest of my random thoughts and internet finds. Mainly thoughts about TV, food, and gay rights.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-964357406787897239</id><published>2009-09-17T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:42:21.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog/BBC</title><content type='html'>For most of the semester, I'll be writing in a blog I started just for LA (slightly less gay friendly so family can read it): http://www.hbinla.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is too good not to xpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBC America has a program called "BBC America Reveals," similar to  "True Life" on MTV. 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I never really liked this song, but it's grown on me within the past 12 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:391604" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=artist%3D1235716%26vid%3D391604%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A391604%26startUri={startUri}" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/fall_out_boy/artist.jhtml" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8744749537222873457?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8744749537222873457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-catch-donnie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8744749537222873457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8744749537222873457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-catch-donnie.html' title='What a Catch, Donnie'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3610499319640076691</id><published>2009-07-13T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:51:33.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copley flair'/><title type='text'>Best of both worlds</title><content type='html'>Disney Channel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everyone is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;2. Why do the JoBros have their own show? They're becoming less popular.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Hannah Montana theme song montage is different...there isn't a "mix it all together" motion.&lt;br /&gt;4. Miley/Hannah has a song about ice cream, which makes up for #3.&lt;br /&gt;5. Wizards of Waverly Place makes me laugh more than it should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have way too much energy when I'm at Flair.&lt;br /&gt;2. A little kid hissed at me 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;3. Yesterday, a girl who looked about seven years old came in with her mom. The girl had long blonde pigtails, a pink tank top, a blue flowered skirt, a jacket tied around her little waist, pink flowered socks that went up to her knees (maybe past her knees), and gold ballet flats. She picked out a stuffed animal. She was kind of quiet. Her name was Heather. I swear to God, she was a blonde, pale version of me at seven.&lt;br /&gt;4. A dog pulled her owner into the store the other day because we always give her (the dog, not the owner) treats. The woman wasn't even planning on coming in. The dog literally dragged her. I love smart animals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ler and I saw Hey Monday play at Harper's Ferry in Boston and they were phenomenal. All the opening bands looked the same (read: all emo punk boys with longer hair than Cassadee, the singer of Hey Monday) but they were entertaining. One of the singers jumped into the crowd. Big mistake, considering 99% of the audience consisted of fourteen year old girls. Also, during one of the set changes, "I'm on a Boat" played and the people at Harper's Ferry turned it up really loud and people sang. The tall kid next to me was very excited about it. We met Cassadee and I got a picture with her. And this was the first show I went to where I got a wristband instead of Xs on my  hands. I'm getting old. 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He could not attack. I have a dragon, it hides under my bed with its lunchbox. He is green with a spiky tail, but not like the one in Harry Potter, oh no, you can't get me, I'm flying on my Firebolt, cumulus nimbus, my head in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am the the walrus, the walnut, nutterbutter, butterfingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5312925016770878883?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5312925016770878883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-in-front-of-fire-station-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5312925016770878883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hallows"&gt;[HP7]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; The house mascot is a raven, the house colours are blue and bronze (changed to blue and silver in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter_films" title="Harry Potter films" class="mw-redirect"&gt;films&lt;/a&gt;). The head of this house is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charms" title="Charms" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Charms&lt;/a&gt; professor, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Filius_Flitwick" title="Filius Flitwick" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Filius Flitwick&lt;/a&gt;, and the house ghost is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogwarts_staff#The_Grey_Lady" title="Hogwarts staff"&gt;The Grey Lady&lt;/a&gt;. According to Rowling, Ravenclaw corresponds roughly to the element of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_%28classical_element%29" title="Air (classical element)"&gt;air&lt;/a&gt;. The founder of this house is Rowena Ravenclaw.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The dormitories are located in Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the school. The common room, which went undescribed in the series until the climax of &lt;i&gt;Deathly Hallows,&lt;/i&gt; is round and filled with blue hangings and fat armchairs, has a domed ceiling painted with stars, and also features a replica statue of Rowena wearing her diadem. Harry also notes that, by day, the Ravenclaws &lt;i&gt;"would have a spectacular view of the surrounding mountains."&lt;/i&gt; A logical riddle must be solved in order to gain entry, whereas the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Slytherin common rooms only require a password.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1975601332084517094?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1975601332084517094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/hp-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1975601332084517094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1975601332084517094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/hp-house.html' title='HP House.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-2615733946936102211</id><published>2009-06-14T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:49:35.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Bahaha Boston.</title><content type='html'>Allison and I went to the Red Hat tonight because on Sundays, Mondays, and Tuesdays they have 10 cent wings after 5pm. We split 20 wings ("split..." I had 16) and each had a pint of Red Hat beer, and towards the end of our meal, a few people came in and apparently someone ordered a big salad. And one of the guys brought up the big salad every few minutes. In a ten minute span, I think he said "big salad" at least fifteen times. "Eileen just likes big salad. Man, isn't that a big salad? Yeah, it's a big salad. She just likes big salads!" I kept laughing. The beer encouraged me to keep laughing because I've become a lightweight, and being tipsy makes it hard to control my giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another guy entered, a short man wearing Croqs, and decided to stir up trouble. By commenting on the big salad. The two men almost got into a fight (over the big salad) and "big salad" was said another twenty or so times. The bartender had to yell at them and told them if they were going to fight, they  had to take it outside. He didn't want them talking to each other. Then the big salad was brought up again. And then they finally gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left and decided to buy beer on the walk home, stopping at the liquor store we've been to a few times. As we were paying for the six pack of Coronas, the guy ringing us in asked us what we were up to tonight. Without shame, I told him we were going home to watch Daisy of Love. He didn't know what we were talking about. The other guy that worked there interrupted and was familiar with Daisy, but we had to explain that it was trashy reality TV about a trashy girl who was famous for being on another trashy show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left, we ended up walking behind people with a dog that kept barking at people. It barked at a homeless man. The homeless guy's response was "down, killah! Someone get this dog a Milkbone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...big salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-2615733946936102211?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/2615733946936102211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/bahaha-boston.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2615733946936102211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2615733946936102211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/bahaha-boston.html' title='Bahaha Boston.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7735333311467030155</id><published>2009-06-12T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:19:31.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Parade</title><content type='html'>Pride week endstomorrow with a gay prideparade. Big party in Gvt Center,where the parade route ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOEXCITED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7735333311467030155?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7735333311467030155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/parade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7735333311467030155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7735333311467030155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/parade.html' title='Parade'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3424757850655056487</id><published>2009-06-10T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:19:15.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>Ipulled off my spacebar in attemptstoclean under itand Ican't figure out how to put itback oncorrectly...thereare hook thingsthat just won'tgo in. Howmuch would  it costto have the Mac storeput it back onforme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhenI'm typing, I feel likeI haveaspeech impediment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, now I wantto spend allmy money on books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3424757850655056487?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3424757850655056487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/problems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3424757850655056487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3424757850655056487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7263315811979004995</id><published>2009-06-09T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:00:52.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leighton Meester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Leighton Meester's music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Originally, I wasn't convinced Leighton Meester could pull off Blair Waldorf. Blair was my favorite character in the Gossip Girl series and I didn't think anyone could do her justice. But the series has become so different from the books that I'm able to enjoy it; I've only seen the first season but plan on watching the second (it's one of those shows I like watching multiple episodes of in a row), and Leighton is a great actress and also quite gorgeous. She's featured in a Cobra Starship song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PG_OmEujz54"&gt;Good Girls Go Bad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, which, true to the Cobra style, is really catchy, and also did a cover of Bette Davis Eyes, available &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PG_OmEujz54"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. (That link may not work, but go to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://ilike.com/artist/Leighton+Meester/songs"&gt;iLike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; page and click "Play all.") She surprised me again--I didn't think I'd like her voice, but I love it and can't wait for her CD to come out. Or leak. One or the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7263315811979004995?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7263315811979004995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/leighton-meesters-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7263315811979004995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7263315811979004995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/leighton-meesters-music.html' title='Leighton Meester&apos;s music'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1244196283099455610</id><published>2009-06-09T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:13:49.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>iPhone App wall</title><content type='html'>Apple has a wall of iPhone apps, arranged by color, and whenever someone purchases an app, the one on the wall pulsates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See photo/video &lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/5284198/apples-huge-throbbing-wall-of-iphone-apps"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1244196283099455610?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1244196283099455610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/iphone-app-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1244196283099455610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1244196283099455610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/iphone-app-wall.html' title='iPhone App wall'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9065492557560247088</id><published>2009-06-09T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:52:36.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>More "Housewives!"</title><content type='html'>There's going to be a DC season of Real Housewives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Bravo, thanks for continually feeding my addiction. Now, just release more seasons on DVD so I can buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;a href="http://jillzarin.com/press-box/tri-state-turf-war-between-real-housewives-ladies/"&gt;NY vs NJ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9065492557560247088?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9065492557560247088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-housewives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9065492557560247088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9065492557560247088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-housewives.html' title='More &quot;Housewives!&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8672412547775166512</id><published>2009-06-07T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:34:06.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Guilt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've read about 100 pages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Year of Living Biblically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it's making me feel guilty for a) not reading the Bible (I have no idea what the hell the guy is talking about half the time. Every two seconds I think "the book of what?") and not going to church. I don't remember the last time I went to church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; My connection with religion is weird. I believe in the basis of what I'm supposed to but don't agree with half of what the church says/does. I went to the Vatican when I was in Europe and felt like most Catholics do when they make the trek there (the Pope spoke to us and then it started pouring on is...we blamed Morgan because she's Jewish and "God got mad that there's a Jew at the Vatican." Ha. Still one of my favorite quotes from Fall 2007). I like the story of Jesus's birth and how people in other countries do recreations of it, and I hate when non-Christians celebrate Christmas. We sell The Willow Tree products at work, and there's a replica of the Nativity Scene that I kind of want because it's pretty (The Willow Tree line in general is wonderful), with a two foot tall Mary and a bunch of animals and the like. The Nativy Scene we have at home is, honest to God, one of mice. A little mouse Mary, a baby mouse Jesus, three Wise Mice, etc. They're all clothed, Jesus mouse is in a manger. I forget when my mom and I found it, but I made her buy the entire scene. I've always had an obsession with human-esque animals, which is one of the reasons I have always loved Disney movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell. I've broken a bunch of commandments already (and I had to look on Wikipedia to see what they actually are, in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I am the Lord your god, you shall have no other gods before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Given the choice between a Jesus statue and an ice cream cone, I'm pretty sure I'd take the ice cream cone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. You shall not make wrongful use of the name your God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Do it everyday. "Oh my god" comes out of my mouth almost as much as "that's like that Friends episode." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have to leave for work in a couple of hours. Day of rest and rememberance? Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Honor your mother and father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; My philosophy when I was little was "you yell at me, I'll yell back." And that only applied to my parents. Outside my house, I was perfection. Inside my house, I was a demon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. You shall not kill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bugs only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. You shall not commit adultery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; This one apparently includes lusting, masturbation, homosexuality, premarital sex, divorce, and birth control. Which means I've broken it, as well as 99% of the people I know, and most of America. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. You shall not steal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Hannah Montana sunglasses in WalMart and a bunch of postcards from a museum in London. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm not a great liar, but I can do it if necessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. You shall not covet your neighbor's house; you shall not covet your neighbor's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oops? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Neither shall you desire your neighbor's house, or field, or male or female slave, or ox, or donkey, or anything that belongs to your neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I'm the most jealous person I know. I covet everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But really, the book is very good. I promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8672412547775166512?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8672412547775166512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8672412547775166512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8672412547775166512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/guilt.html' title='Guilt.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7240099560861251620</id><published>2009-06-06T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:21:07.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>In other words, "To terrify children."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.cracked.com/article_17256_17-more-images-you-wont-believe-arent-photoshopped.html"&gt;Images you won't believe aren't photoshopped.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favorite is number 11--the giant rubber duck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7240099560861251620?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7240099560861251620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-other-words-to-terrify-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7240099560861251620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7240099560861251620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-other-words-to-terrify-children.html' title='In other words, &quot;To terrify children.&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3423026229467196919</id><published>2009-06-03T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:07:32.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedric Diggory died and became this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/090527/Twilight/new-moon-italy1_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/090527/Twilight/new-moon-italy1_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other pictures &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/gallery/0,,20234559_20234565_20279381,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still undecided about whether or not I'll see New Moon in theatres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3423026229467196919?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3423026229467196919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/cedrig-diggory-died-and-became-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3423026229467196919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3423026229467196919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/cedrig-diggory-died-and-became-this.html' title='Cedric Diggory died and became this.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8436304368731203632</id><published>2009-06-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:52:09.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Ugh. Self loathing.</title><content type='html'>I succumbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/HeatherBlakely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8436304368731203632?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8436304368731203632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugh-self-loathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8436304368731203632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8436304368731203632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugh-self-loathing.html' title='Ugh. Self loathing.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5748258180489058005</id><published>2009-06-02T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:28:55.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiz is growing up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.popoholic.com/bigimages/ashley-tisdale-may-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 382px;" src="http://www.popoholic.com/bigimages/ashley-tisdale-may-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Ashley Tisdale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other pictures from the shoot (whatever it was for) can be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.popoholic.com/2009/05/29/ashley-tisdale-lookin-drop-dead-sexy/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5748258180489058005?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-2189015644103365965</id><published>2009-06-02T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:28:03.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocelyn'/><title type='text'>Oh, Parm.</title><content type='html'>Heather: bird outside my window!&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: oo&lt;br /&gt;Heather: always makes me feel like a disney princess.&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: sing to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: when i lived in wareham i played "touch the bus" and .. tripped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: im going to start calling the cape the cod&lt;br /&gt;Heather: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Heather: why&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: because i just thought thats what someones status said&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: but i read it wrong&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: and i was like, haha.. the cod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: hahaah i also just thought an article was titled:&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: black president... how does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: but it was how does CHANGE happen&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: oo cnn.. that was a close one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: i just went to "like" your blog entry&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: oh facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-2189015644103365965?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/2189015644103365965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-parm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2189015644103365965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2189015644103365965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-parm.html' title='Oh, Parm.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5254889348356352841</id><published>2009-06-02T07:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:44:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #4: Don't steal other people's friends.</title><content type='html'>Facebook relationship etiquette:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iROYzrm5SBM&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5254889348356352841?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5254889348356352841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/rule-4-dont-steal-other-peoples-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5254889348356352841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5254889348356352841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/rule-4-dont-steal-other-peoples-friends.html' title='Rule #4: Don&apos;t steal other people&apos;s friends.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1040761923942790333</id><published>2009-06-01T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:35:43.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Voldemort has chosen Draco Malfoy for a mission.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bt0vYS7fUWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bt0vYS7fUWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That trailer makes me fangasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually hate when books are made into films because key points are usually lost or mistranslated, and the HP movies are no exception. However, the fourth and fifth movies (and most likely the 6th) are gorgeous; even though there are things missing and certain characters are overshadowed, the movies are fabulous in terms of cinematography. It's just one more thing that makes HP superior to Twilight--so much production goes into the movies and they're not just banged out in order to get money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just love Maggie Smith and Helena Bonham Carter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1040761923942790333?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1040761923942790333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/voldemort-has-chosen-draco-malfoy-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1040761923942790333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1040761923942790333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/voldemort-has-chosen-draco-malfoy-for.html' title='Voldemort has chosen Draco Malfoy for a mission.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-4142812176118151137</id><published>2009-06-01T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:20:39.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castle'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My feelings towards the castle have changed from aching nostalgic desires to be there instead of where ever I am into a more wistful sense of remembering. I'd love to go back, obviously, but the circumstances would have to be almost the exact same as when I was there the first time; instead of needing it, like most of us have felt since we returned to the States, I think I've reached the point where it's fun to look back on but I no longer feel as if things could never be better than then. Maybe I'm finally getting over it/growing up, or maybe I'm putting too much faith in how LA will be. I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really should put my photos on Flickr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-4142812176118151137?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/4142812176118151137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-feelings-towards-castle-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4142812176118151137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4142812176118151137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-feelings-towards-castle-have-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7211781305559965436</id><published>2009-05-29T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:02:29.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Not all traditions are worth keeping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntC0PNHFRgU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ntC0PNHFRgU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.lifebeginsat31.com/"&gt;Tracie&lt;/a&gt; for showing me this. It just goes to show that people arguing against homosexuality "because the Bible says it's wrong" and that keeping gays and lesbians from marrying "protects the sanctity of marriage" should stop and think about what they're saying. The divorce rate in this country keeps growing, people get married out of wedlock and because they're forced to--how is that protecting the "sanctity" of marriage? And, like the video pointed out, premarital sex is not only accepted, but expected; a large majority of people don't wait to have sex until they're married, but churches don't freak out about that detail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just don't understand how you can deny someone his or her happiness. So gay marriages are nontraditional. So what? A wedding with a seven-months-pregnant woman isn't traditional, either. And don't try to argue that a civil union is the same thing as a marriage; the government doesn't value them equally, and there are &lt;a href="http://www.equalitymatters.org/equality_matters/static/full_reasons"&gt;1,138 rights&lt;/a&gt; denied gays and lesbians who can't marry. How is denying happiness okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7211781305559965436?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7211781305559965436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-all-traditions-are-worth-keeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7211781305559965436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7211781305559965436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-all-traditions-are-worth-keeping.html' title='Not all traditions are worth keeping.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1728364839019784552</id><published>2009-05-29T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T05:20:59.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets.</title><content type='html'>1. I get all of my information from Facebook. When Prop 8 was upheld, I wasn't informed via newspaper or television; I went on Facebook and saw everyone's "Fuck California" statuses and then checked CNN.com. I'm not sure if that's necessarily a good thing, but we're in an age where Facebook and Twitter are being used for more than just keeping in touch with people (even the Cutler Majestic Theatre has a Twitter/FBook for advertising purposes). I guess as long as I'm getting news, the way I'm getting it doesn't matter. Right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Molly's lending me her "Practicing to Take the GRE General Test" book and I started reading it. I'm still not 100% sure if I want to go to grad school, but I should be prepared, just in case. I need to talk to more people about it; the ASB advisor has been giving me advice and has been a lot of help, and I need to make a final decision. I'm probably going to freak out about this like I did with the SATs, and like I do with just about everything else. I kind of liked taking the SATs. I don't know why. And yes, I know how weird that makes me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Even though I have a huge stack of books to read (which just doubled because I went to the library and checked out books to use for thesis research), I'm buying &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=0393334791"&gt;Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex&lt;/a&gt;, by Mary Roach, and &lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=0743291484"&gt;The Year of Living Biblically: One Man’s Humble Quest to Follow the Bible As Literally As Possible&lt;/a&gt;, by A.J. Jacobs. We had to read one of Mary Roach's books in the Death Class I took in the fall (&lt;a href="http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?sku=0393324826"&gt;Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers&lt;/a&gt;) and I loved Roach's writing style; informative and witty, always interesting. And something (Jessa, I think) told me about someone who tried living exactly how the Bible dictates, just to prove how ridiculous it is to try to do so, so I'm excited for that one. I was raised Catholic, but one of the biggest problems I have with the Catholic church is how much people pick and choose what to take from the bible. Specifically in terms of condemning homosexuality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I took a bunch of online quizzes and found that I: am Piggy from Lord of the Flies, am a Pomeranian, am Elmo, should live in Paris, should have majored in computer science (ew), am Carrie Bradshaw, am a mix of Monica Geller and Rachel Green, and a bunch of other things I can't remember right now. Great use of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Forty days until the &lt;a href="http://www.heymondaymusic.com/us/home"&gt;Hey Monday&lt;/a&gt; concert and Blink 182/Fall Out Boy/Panic at the Disco a little less than 2 months after that (tickets haven't gone on sale yet, but we're going, I think). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've taken a break from Game Show Network to watch the first season of MTM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1728364839019784552?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1728364839019784552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/lipstick-has-way-of-leaving-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1728364839019784552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1728364839019784552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/lipstick-has-way-of-leaving-more-than.html' title='Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6385759269350031477</id><published>2009-05-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:58:02.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>I ordered a free sticker and it told me to say this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After a lot of years of devastating setbacks in the fight for marriage equality, it seems like we're finally moving in the right direction. With marriage legal in Massachusetts, Connecticut, Iowa, Vermont and Maine, and the fights going strong in New Hampshire, New York and California, this movement is gaining more momentum every day, and I'm excited to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To that end, I wanted to let you know that CREDO Action is giving away some awesome stickers about supporting gay marriage - I think you'd really like them. I just got mine - if you have a minute, click this link to check out the stickers and get one of your own (for free!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    https://act.credoaction.com/stickers/?r_by=-2050076-.S01cHx&amp;rc=fb.connect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, though. Free sticker, free shipping, and purchasing additional stickers will help support gay marriage. It's going to be a long, tough fight for equality, and all the little things add up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6385759269350031477?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6385759269350031477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-ordered-free-sticker-and-it-told-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6385759269350031477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6385759269350031477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-ordered-free-sticker-and-it-told-me.html' title='I ordered a free sticker and it told me to say this.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1501871051450367097</id><published>2009-05-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:49:35.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Go on, grab your hat and fetch your camera. Go on, film the world before it happens.</title><content type='html'>1. New obsession: Game Show Network. Jessika came over on Friday and we watched 7 or so hours of GSN, with two random hours of Food Network in between. Word games and Family Feud are the best shows because you can yell answers at the TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dollhouse is getting better, like I knew it would. SO MANY people were quick to make judgment during/after the pilot, forgetting that Whedon sometimes takes a little while to sink into a story. The first few episodes of Buffy weren't amazing. Whedon himself said the show wouldn't start picking up until a few episodes in; I'm on the fourth or so episode and the story is definitely getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Real Chance girls on Charm School are annoying and I'm glad one of them went home. The Rock of Love Bus girls are bitchy, sure, but at least they don't scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Target is having a TV on DVD sale and I picked up S1 of I Love Lucy and S1 and S2 of Mary Tyler Moore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Saw a Harry Potter preview last night. Freaked out. Still trying to reread the books; almost done with Chamber of Secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Also saw a preview for My Sister's Keeper. Still wicked angry that Cameron Diaz is playing Sara. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1501871051450367097?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1501871051450367097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-on-grab-your-hat-and-fetch-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1501871051450367097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1501871051450367097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-on-grab-your-hat-and-fetch-your.html' title='Go on, grab your hat and fetch your camera. Go on, film the world before it happens.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3899932565451450073</id><published>2009-05-22T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:56:58.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Real Housewives of NJ: love it. Hysterical. I love that three of them are related because for some reason, that makes it very Jersey-esque for me. Daisy of Love: also love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up Season 2 of Dawson's Creek and Season 1 of Six Feet Under. I finished S1 of Ellen and S9 of Friends (just because), have slowly been catching up on Dollhouse, and am waiting for the DVR to record the last of Real Housewives of NY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I fell asleep in a window. Two days ago I fell asleep on the roof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3899932565451450073?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3899932565451450073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3899932565451450073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3899932565451450073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6757712589461004248</id><published>2009-05-20T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:22:29.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copley flair'/><title type='text'>Adorable.</title><content type='html'>Molly and I went to &lt;a href="http://boyofroyo.com/index.html"&gt;BoYo&lt;/a&gt; tonight because it just opened, and it was fantastic. The decor is adorable and fun--pink and orange with lots of dots. There was only frozen yogurt when we went, but they're going to sell gelato and smoothies as well. We tried the BoYo Berry flavor; I had chocolate chips on mine and Molly had Cap'n Crunch. Delicious. The kid's size with one topping cost $3.83, but it was pretty big for a kid's size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of adorable, I just started working at &lt;a href="http://copleyflair.com/"&gt;Copley Flair&lt;/a&gt;. Yesterday was my first day at the Boylston location, which is bigger than the School Street location, and it's really cute. There's some touristy Boston stuff, and a lot of cards and gift/party supplies. There's also a lot of other cute things, like books and Ugly Dolls (I want one) and Vera Bradley bags (also want one of those). Plus, my manager is really pretty and really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6757712589461004248?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6757712589461004248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/adorable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6757712589461004248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6757712589461004248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/adorable.html' title='Adorable.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9118871876532353830</id><published>2009-05-15T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:10:59.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EVVYs'/><title type='text'>"That man is on stilts! Oh wait, those are just his legs."</title><content type='html'>The EVVY Majestic show is tomorrow. Production week has flown by, and I'm not as tired as I was on Tuesday and Wednesday. The safety meeting was on Monday, and of course, as one of the managers of the Majestic is emphasizing the fact that we CANNOT eat or drink anything, even water, in the house, Kevin Bright strolls across the stage, drinking a bottle of water. (That sentence had a lot of commas in it, sorry.) Dave said that that was going to be the only funny thing KBright did all week, and sure enough, later he made a Friends comment that even I groaned at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was load in and I think it was the fastest load in of the EVVYs. It was the fastest one I've ever been a part of, anyway. We had most of the equipment in place by the first day, so Wednesday was a lot of running cables and making sure things worked. The tech team is awesome and there are so many innuendos that come out of running cable ("Just push it through the hole." "Come on, I just need a few more inches!") and with tech in general (there's some kind of audio thing that's called a butt plug), so having down time sucked but doing actual work wasn't too bad. We also get to use $900 walkie talkies, so we look badass running around the Maj and the Tufte building. On Wednesday I fell asleep in one of the windows on the 9th floor of the Tufte building. Oops. It was Jake's birthday on Wednesday, so we had Boston Market in the Common for lunch and had a cake and sang happy birthday to him...over walkie. I love tech nerds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our "tech office" is one of the dressing rooms in the Maj, and we've taken over the group dressing room across the hall and set up Guitar Hero. I think we played for six hours yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9118871876532353830?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9118871876532353830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-man-is-on-stilts-oh-wait-those-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9118871876532353830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9118871876532353830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-man-is-on-stilts-oh-wait-those-are.html' title='&quot;That man is on stilts! Oh wait, those are just his legs.&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9156812168227247269</id><published>2009-05-12T03:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:24:12.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EVVYs'/><title type='text'>"My TV has the ability to go back in time."</title><content type='html'>Carts + equipment + baked ziti + cheesecake + college Jeopardy + freaking out about frame rate + House + 7:15 call time + estimated 11 pm end time = tech team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my badge says "all access," which is pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9156812168227247269?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9156812168227247269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-tv-has-ability-to-go-back-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9156812168227247269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9156812168227247269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-tv-has-ability-to-go-back-in-time.html' title='&quot;My TV has the ability to go back in time.&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-2256341957266924735</id><published>2009-05-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:03:19.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Painting the roses red.&lt;/span&gt; I’m painting my toenails pink, does that count? My hair is a tangled wet mess, pinned up by hair sticks I bought in London. I was told they were made of bone; I didn’t ask what kind. I don’t like how the pink looks. I’d much prefer red, because it’s smoother and looks more realistic on me. The pink sticks out like plastic, an attempt at something fake and cheerful when all I really want is the color of blood on my toes. I handled cables today, let them slide through my fingers. We speak in acronyms; BNC, XLR, EDC, TRF. I’ve never lived with anyone for longer than a couple of months, and the only child in me is screaming right now. I went on the roof for a little while so I wouldn’t have to hear live voices, but the breeze and odd angle of sun rays covered my skin in goosebumps. Now I’m back in my room with Six Feet Under playing just loud enough to block out other things going on inside and outside the apartment, because I can’t actually be alone right now. So apparently I’m never going to be able to live with anyone for an extended period of time, because I go through phases in which I can’t deal with anyone but myself. If that, even, because “myself” for the past few days has been an inconstant ebb and flow of feelings and oddities, ranging from random excitement over the rainbow snake of BNCs to sobbing before I fell asleep last night. I’m self absorbed, typical only child, and don’t like when things don’t go how I want them to. I’m going home tomorrow, thank god, and will be able to sit at the pond by myself and read or drive somewhere for as long as I’d like. The only people I want to see right now are home friends, for whatever reason, although I was fine around EVVYs people yesterday and today. I just want to cook my Ramen, pack, maybe dance, and then pass out early so I can wake up at 7. I need to get out of Boston, even for only a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-2256341957266924735?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/2256341957266924735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2256341957266924735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2256341957266924735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9054181185668474554</id><published>2009-05-07T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:43:47.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jews'/><title type='text'>Random thing I love:</title><content type='html'>Jews. I love really Jewy people. I still don't think Seinfeld is funny, but I enjoy big Jews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my Boston accent slips into Long Island Jew, which makes no sense because I'm not from Long Island, nor am I anywhere close to Jewish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9054181185668474554?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9054181185668474554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thing-i-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9054181185668474554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9054181185668474554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thing-i-love.html' title='Random thing I love:'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6901631196310556311</id><published>2009-05-06T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:17:22.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allison'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>"So I had a dream last night where I actually wanted to read &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;."--Allison&lt;br /&gt;"I dreamed I was pretending to be Jesus."--Heather&lt;br /&gt;"...yours wins."--Allison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6901631196310556311?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6901631196310556311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6901631196310556311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6901631196310556311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8484970486060828893</id><published>2009-05-04T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:30:50.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Two quarters and a heart down.</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to figure out how many seasons of television I watched this semester. Let's take a look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 season of Arrested Development (I don't remember which...I think S2?)&lt;br /&gt;S1 of Dawson's Creek &lt;br /&gt;3 seasons of Friends (I know we got through 5, 6, and 8, but in total it probably came closer to 4 seasons because we watch it so often)&lt;br /&gt;S1 of Gossip Girl &lt;br /&gt;S1 of Life &lt;br /&gt;S1 of Lost&lt;br /&gt;S2 of Lost (finished last night...yess...that's what she said)&lt;br /&gt;S1 of My So-Called Life &lt;br /&gt;S1 of The OC&lt;br /&gt;S1 of The Office&lt;br /&gt;S1 of Tru Calling (and almost all of S2. I have 2 or 3 episodes left)&lt;br /&gt;S4 of Will and Grace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then The Real World: Brooklyn, Rock of Love Bus, the last season of Real Housewives of Orange County, and the first season of Real Housewives of Atlanta. I Love Money 2 is almost over, and I think Real Housewives of NY might be as well, plus I got through a little more than half of the first season of 30 Rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's respectable, right? I've only read six books, not counting books for class, but whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8484970486060828893?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8484970486060828893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-quarters-and-heart-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8484970486060828893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8484970486060828893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-quarters-and-heart-down.html' title='Two quarters and a heart down.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7885407364119093326</id><published>2009-05-03T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:31:34.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I really like Noteworthy and because it reminds me of Gob Bluth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF5jGxiykww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF5jGxiykww&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7885407364119093326?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7885407364119093326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-really-like-noteworthy-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7885407364119093326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7885407364119093326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-really-like-noteworthy-and.html' title='Because I really like Noteworthy and because it reminds me of Gob Bluth.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7608377793776715421</id><published>2009-05-03T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:44:15.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerd'/><title type='text'>Nerd alert.</title><content type='html'>I checked out more books from the library in order to add a few things to my Queer Film and Video final, and am really liking one of them because I'm a huge nerd. So I went on Amazon and searched for the author and there are a few more books that I now want because I like learning about TV and because I'd like to buy books to use for my thesis research (so I can color in them). Now I want to forget about buying food and just buy more shows and a lot of books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to need like 12 bookshelves when I'm older to hold all of these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7608377793776715421?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7608377793776715421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/nerd-alert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7608377793776715421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7608377793776715421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/nerd-alert.html' title='Nerd alert.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8127960432556070179</id><published>2009-05-03T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:50:08.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>Allison</title><content type='html'>"I kind of thought Dawson's last name was Creek."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8127960432556070179?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8127960432556070179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/allison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8127960432556070179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8127960432556070179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/allison.html' title='Allison'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1670850794571093241</id><published>2009-05-02T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T05:55:56.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"He's the DEVIL!"</title><content type='html'>The EVVY Awards Dinner Show is tonight. Production Week, aka Hell Week, started Monday, as did the last week of classes. We're all exhausted; the tech team, production staff, and talent have been working hard all week, trying to get stuff done while juggling classes and everything else. I spent almost all day yesterday on campus (a little after 9 am to almost 11, and came home for a 2ish hour block around dinner time) and I don't know how long I'll be there today. But for whatever reason, I really like doing this. I like being involved in the preproduction instead of the tech team, and I like working as an AP for people. I just wish I could spend tomorrow resting and relaxing instead of writing the two papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to call the hosts and correspondent and tell them that their call time is now half an hour earlier than we thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1670850794571093241?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1670850794571093241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1670850794571093241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1670850794571093241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-devil.html' title='&quot;He&apos;s the DEVIL!&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8504883870690154586</id><published>2009-04-28T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:47:03.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hey Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cobra Starship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Time Low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metrostation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>I'm bringing sassy back</title><content type='html'>Tonight I went to the Believers Never Die Part Deux tour at the Tsongas Arena in Lowell. The tour is headlined by &lt;a href="http://www.falloutboyrock.com/"&gt;Fall Out Boy&lt;/a&gt;, and the other bands included are &lt;a href="http://www.heymondaymusic.com/"&gt;Hey Monday&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.metrostationmusic.com/us/home"&gt;Metro Station&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.glamourkills.com/nothingpersonal/index.php"&gt;All Time Low&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.cobrastarship.com/"&gt;Cobra Starship&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not going to go into a huge recap because the show was 4.5 hours long and come on, no one likes reading wicked long recaps. But there are a few things I want to mention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The pit was the most ridiculous one I've been in. I thought the Paramore one was bad. Nope. These emo-rock-punk-whatever groups have crazy pits. Even crazier than any Evanescence pit I've been in, or the two Family Values ones. There was a lot of shoving and elbowing and stepping on people. We started out near the back (which was really the middle) and by the end of the second band's set, I'd pushed my way to right behind the barricade. The only reason I was able to do this was because of all the moshing and crazy thirteen year olds. They're fun to push. The sixteen and seventeen year olds know what they're doing, and I'm sure I have a ton of bruises, but the little ones just get shoved out of the way. I also couldn't keep my arms at my sides, I had to keep them up so I could elbow people, and now it hurts to move them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hey Monday was amazing. Cassadee has an incredible voice and sounds exactly like she does on the Hey Monday CD, which is a rarity for female performers (from what I've seen, anyway, which isn't much). She was also adorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Metro Station was really good as well. I don't really know their music, but they were wicked energetic and fun. Yelled at the crowd a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~All Time Low. AHH. They're my favorite band on the tour, besides FOB, and they didn't disappoint me. Someone threw a bra on stage during their set, so they started collecting them. Told the crowd that they were going to try to get a record number of bras. So a ton of girls threw their bras on stage. Originally, the bras were hanging from a mic stand but there were so many that it fell over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cobra Starship is better live than they are on CD. I saw them last year at the Honda Civic Tour (also headlined by FOB) and I think I liked them a little, but when I was listening to music last week to try to learn it for the show, Cobra was my least favorite band. But they opened with The City is at War and also played Bring It (Snakes on a Plane), and Cassadee came out and sang for that one. The audience loves them and they love the audience and are amazing performers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~FOB is FOB. They're fantastic on stage. A bunch of people from the other bands came out randomly to perform with FOB (not just singers...Cassadee came out for Sugar We're Going Down, but guitarists and bassists came out too). They just really know what they're doing. People can make fun of FOB all they want, but they put on a damn amazing show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~One of the best things is that even though the four opening bands aren't necessarily as big as FOB, the crowd still knew the music, and the bands still were energetic and loved the audience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ears are still ringing, my legs are sore, and I can't move my arms (and I have to go bang out a presentation I'm supposed to do in one of my classes...oops...) so I'm going to stop gushing, but damn. So worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8504883870690154586?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8504883870690154586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bringing-sassy-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8504883870690154586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8504883870690154586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bringing-sassy-back.html' title='I&apos;m bringing sassy back'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8400240538071619055</id><published>2009-04-27T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:15:59.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyances'/><title type='text'>Urgh</title><content type='html'>One of the things that annoys me most in the world: "I give up on boys. I wish I were a lesbian. [Interchangeable with 'Maybe I should become a lesbian.'] Then everything would be easier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Completely wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that annoys me: When people get in my way when I'm walking down the street. More specifically, when two people manage to take up a whole damn sidewalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wish I had a taser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8400240538071619055?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8400240538071619055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/urgh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8400240538071619055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8400240538071619055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/urgh.html' title='Urgh'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8065177713000030004</id><published>2009-04-25T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:12:56.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cobra Starship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musicals'/><title type='text'>All Time Fall Out Cobra Monday Station: The Musical</title><content type='html'>Someone should write a musical with music by the bands in the "Believers Never Die, Part Deux" tour. It would be ironically emo and ridiculous, laughing at the scene kids and pseudo-hipsters who refuse to accept the fact that they are scene kids and pseud-hipsters but creative enough so that these kids enjoy it without realizing they're being made fun of. Pete Wentz can produce it; he has a lot of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would open with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHvq2uiHzFg"&gt;The City is At War&lt;/a&gt; by Cobra Starship, mainly because it's stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really. Someone should write this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8065177713000030004?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8065177713000030004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-time-fall-out-cobra-monday-station.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8065177713000030004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8065177713000030004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-time-fall-out-cobra-monday-station.html' title='All Time Fall Out Cobra Monday Station: The Musical'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-941318965680397819</id><published>2009-04-24T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:40:34.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>More Dawson</title><content type='html'>"I wish I was back in high school."-Allison (sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I lived on a creek."-Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why does he keep wearing that necklace?"-Allison&lt;br /&gt;"Cuz he's a fag."-Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savage Garden was just used as background music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music is also kind of ridiculous. The lyrics always go with the actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-941318965680397819?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/941318965680397819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-dawson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/941318965680397819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/941318965680397819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-dawson.html' title='More Dawson'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6733613774727757150</id><published>2009-04-24T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:54:40.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>This makes me respect Robert Pattinson more.</title><content type='html'>I don't know where she got it, but my friend Eliza just blogged it and it made me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://10.media.tumblr.com/AcCx8zkwzmox5mjoKpoNSJEIo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 172px;" src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/AcCx8zkwzmox5mjoKpoNSJEIo1_400.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6733613774727757150?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6733613774727757150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-makes-me-respect-robert-pattinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6733613774727757150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6733613774727757150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-makes-me-respect-robert-pattinson.html' title='This makes me respect Robert Pattinson more.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-653383835800430803</id><published>2009-04-24T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:57:39.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawson's Creek</title><content type='html'>First of all, I like teen dramas. I accept it and embrace it. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The OC, My So-Called Life, Buffy, 7th Heaven, Gossip Girl, Popular, Roswell&lt;/span&gt;, even sitcoms like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saved by the Bell&lt;/span&gt;. I'd never watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/span&gt;, and Tracie gave me seasons 2 and 4 a couple of years ago, so I found the first season on Amazon for under $15 and started watching it yesterday. Sometimes it looks a little flat and there are some bad lighting choices, but for the most part, it's enjoyable and engages me. But I get sucked into things relatively easily, so that needs to be taken with a grain of salt. I like teen conflict, and the affair between Pacey and his teacher is interesting. However, sometimes the dialogue is too old for the high schoolers, the theme song makes me cringe, and the placement of Capeside is throwing me off. It's supposed to take place in Massachusetts. Fine. Dawson's father made a reference to a trip they took to the Cape, and when Joey's sister is having her baby, the ambulance is all the way in Duxbury. But then during the hurricane, the two other towns with schools closed were Falmouth and Yarmouth. What? LOOK AT A MAP WHEN YOU'RE WRITING THE SCRIPT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-653383835800430803?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/653383835800430803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/dawsons-creek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/653383835800430803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/653383835800430803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/dawsons-creek.html' title='Dawson&apos;s Creek'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8663973568580653447</id><published>2009-04-22T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:50:51.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Ah, reality television. I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This show has the best elimination process I have seen on reality TV thusfar. I haven't seen Ru Paul's Drag Race, and apparently that had good eliminations, but my former favorite was "You will not be the next Pussycat Doll. Please hang up your boa." The Cougar is a dating show with a 40 year old woman, Stacey, and male contestants in their mid to late 20s. During eliminations, Stacey calls each guy up and tells him to kiss her. If she lets him kiss her on the lips, he's allowed to stay. But if she turns her cheek to him, he leaves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It makes me laugh every time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I Love Money 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quote of the week comes from this week's episode. Keep in mind, they're in Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saaphyri: Look! Dolphins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prancer: I think those are manta rays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saaphyri: Oh, like penguins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Real Housewives of NYC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bravo TV Video - Bethenny-isms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.bravotv.com/o/4657041ec2a2cf53/49efe16ec4cf16a5/4657041ec2a2cf53/ea8f3f80/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8663973568580653447?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8663973568580653447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/bravo-tv-video-bethenny-isms.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8663973568580653447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8663973568580653447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/bravo-tv-video-bethenny-isms.html' title='Ah, reality television. I love you.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6663767110320129867</id><published>2009-04-20T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:39:19.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if you give'/><title type='text'>An "If you give" book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sex4qdHsbWI/AAAAAAAAADY/MmlxzlGAQaM/s1600-h/9780060245863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sex4qdHsbWI/AAAAAAAAADY/MmlxzlGAQaM/s200/9780060245863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326765130039192930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mouse nibbled on my cookies. I'm okay with it because it reminded me of the book, which is one of my favorite kids books. If you give a mouse a cookie, he's going to want some milk. And if you give a pig a pancake, she's going to want...something. I forget. Syrup?  If you give a moose a muffin, she's going to want something, too. If you give a pig a party, or take a mouse to school or the movies, things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a new "If You Give" book. Whole new character. I kind of can't get over it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sex5pxDzN2I/AAAAAAAAADg/F-MTeU_Wcs4/s1600-h/GiveCatCupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sex5pxDzN2I/AAAAAAAAADg/F-MTeU_Wcs4/s200/GiveCatCupcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326766217723328354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two of my favorite things. Cats and cupcakes. AHH.The cat on the cover looks a little freaky because the pupils are just two little dots (which is why, in the smaller version of the image, it looks like the cat is a zombie), but ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also "Merry Christmas, Mouse!" and "Time for School, Mouse." Excuse me. Those titles don't fit with the rest of them. They should be "If You Give a Mouse a Christmas" (or "If You Give a Mouse a Jesus") and...well, there's already "If You Take a Mouse to School." So is the mouse going on his own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, "If You Give a Bear a Brownie" is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want "If You Give a Pig a Party" in Spanish. It's available on Amazon. "Si Le Haces Una Fiesta A Una Cerdita." Genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6663767110320129867?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6663767110320129867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-give-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6663767110320129867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6663767110320129867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-give-book.html' title='An &quot;If you give&quot; book.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sex4qdHsbWI/AAAAAAAAADY/MmlxzlGAQaM/s72-c/9780060245863.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6835561120140262904</id><published>2009-04-20T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T05:30:38.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17 again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zefron'/><title type='text'>17 Again</title><content type='html'>As much as I hate to admit it, I really liked this movie. Maybe because I tend to like anything remotely Disney-esque. Or maybe because the combination of Zefron and Matthew Perry was too much for me to handle. At any rate, it seemed like a transition movie for Zefron, from the HSM movies to "real" movies (we won't count Hairspray). He didn't sing, but he did dance and play basketball. At one point, he's standing up to the mean basketball player and the guy goes "Yeah? What are you gonna do?" and I honestly expected Zefron to reply with "I'm gonna dance" and then break into song. Because that's what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when Matthew Perry was about to go to work, my immediate response was "WHAT IS CHANDLER BING'S JOB?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6835561120140262904?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6835561120140262904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6835561120140262904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6835561120140262904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-again.html' title='17 Again'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3390189830908188498</id><published>2009-04-19T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:50:34.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>Reason number 387 why I love Boston.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday my Video Field group was filming our third and final project of the semester, a 6-8 minute short about a hipster vampire falling in love with a zombie. We were in the Common by the mauseoleum that's falling apart, the one behind the tennis courts, and had three girls with zombie outfits and makeup on and one hipster kid. A little strange, but not anything unusual for Emerson. A bunch of black men were in the gazebo, standing in a circle and swaying back and forth. Then they started shouting. They were all facing inwards and would lean back and yell a phrase, but we had no idea what they were saying. They'd only yell every five minutes or so, so we'd have to get scenes done as quickly as possible so the shouting men wouldn't be in our audio track. At the same time, there was a giant scavenger hunt going on, and the people partcipating kept thinking that the mausoleum was a monument. We'd see people with backpacks and red shirts (which I think said "The Great American Race" or something similar; we asked one team about it and they said it was for charity) and tell them that the mausoleum was of no importance before they could even ask. I think Jeannie, our main zombie, chased a few of them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best, part, though, was that while we were shooting, THE FETISH MARATHON RAN BY. Tomorrow is marathon Monday, so the city is packed with tourists and people are all excited that it's marathon weekend. I'm used to that. But I've never seen the fetish marathon. It's a group of people dressed in different fetish gear that run around the city. We saw them turn onto Boylston from S. Charles and then they ran through the Common, following a guy in a green kilt with a whistle. People were mainly dressed in bondage gear, but there was someone with a Frank the Bunny head, a few kilts, and some random other things. Jeannie ran down and high fived a few of them as they passed us. Jenn made a comment about them looking strange (I couldn't hear exactly what she said) and one of the guys in the parade answered "we're saying the same thing about you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Boston. As we were filming our last segment, someone started playing bagpipes. Ah, Beantown. How I will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3390189830908188498?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3390189830908188498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-number-387-why-i-love-boston.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3390189830908188498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3390189830908188498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-number-387-why-i-love-boston.html' title='Reason number 387 why I love Boston.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8880604913095911358</id><published>2009-04-16T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:50:06.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>It's the final countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finished comparing the lesbians and the heteros around 3:15 this morning, after half a pot of coffee had been digested, as well as a grilled cheese on wheat bread. Tip toes were made around the apartment, over my semi-clean floor, around the maze of people and sleeping necessities in the living room, and into the kitchen multiple times in order to refill my little red cup. My brain let me sleep at around 4, after visions of Carmen de la Pica Morales and Bette Porter had finished tap dancing their way through my head. At 8, the final countdown came blaring out of my phone and I contemplated hitting snooze and sleeping for another hour, but then I remembered the zombie storyboards and how I need to type up the shooting schedule and shot list so we can film this weekend. I cut the feminists out of my paper, made them disappear by throwing them into a top hat along with a rabbit. Where did they go? It's magic. At eight thirteen, the themesong from The OC started playing. Molly was calling to tell me her key got stuck in the door. I didn't understand. The door? To our apartment. Oh. The front door? Yeah, the front door. The door downstairs? No, upstairs. The one to our apartment. Oh. I'll get it. Okay. Because I tried, but people were sleeping and it made too much noise. People are still sleeping? Yes. Okay. Then I'll get it. How are you going to get back inside? I don't know. But I got the key out of the door and I put it somewhere in Molly's room. I had an "I want to go to Europe" moment the other day, craving bits of Barcelona and Prague. I haven't seen enough of the world. Not even close. I need to fill up my Facebook maps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quotes remind me of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“I think there's something peculiar about me that I haven't died. It doesn't make sense but I refuse to die.” ~Judy Garland. That one reminds me of Jocelyn. Don't know why. Jocelyn's a stubborn girl, an April only-child like myself, but more determined and also blonde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.” ~Audrey Hepburn. Morgan. Because she never throws anyone away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them." ~Greta Garbo. Chess. Because I don't think I've hit something I haven't been able to tell her yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Joey : Pheebs, you wanna help?&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe : Oh, I wish I could, but I really don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ~Friends. Becca. Because she appreciates the show just as much as I do. And loves it a little too much. Just like I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For beautiful eyes look for the good in others, for beautiful lips speak only words of kindness, and for poise walk with the knowledge that you are never alone."~Audrey Hepburn. Rachel. Because she's a geniunely nice person and beautiful inside and out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This entry was longer than I expected. Time for zombies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Poker Face is about bisexuality. Ahh! They're everywhere! The queers are everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8880604913095911358?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8880604913095911358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-final-countdown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8880604913095911358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8880604913095911358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-final-countdown.html' title='It&apos;s the final countdown'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8689645697324844975</id><published>2009-04-15T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:49:44.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coug'/><title type='text'>New reality show love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Cougar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and I absolutely love it. It's hysterical. I'll write more about it tomorrow, but I'm so glad we caught the second half of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8689645697324844975?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8689645697324844975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-reality-show-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8689645697324844975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8689645697324844975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-reality-show-love.html' title='New reality show love.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1838792932607920152</id><published>2009-04-14T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:49:28.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>La la, gays, la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think everyone should be queer. I want to go around painting rainbows on things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The paper I'm writing is basically saying that Sex and the City is okay, but The L Word kicks its ass. I don't think that was originally what I was going for, but I'm okay with it. "Lesbians do everything better." So true, Sarah Shahi. So true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1838792932607920152?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1838792932607920152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-la-gays-la-la.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1838792932607920152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1838792932607920152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-la-gays-la-la.html' title='La la, gays, la la'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-4278837955959446847</id><published>2009-04-14T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:49:16.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sound like a broken exhaust pipe. While my head/stomach aches are gone, anything nose/throat related remains. My cough is disgusting. My dad kept yelling at me to get medicine, so the other day I went to CVS and got the CVS brand version of NyQuil and DayQuil. The daytime medication is orange and syrupy and tastes like citrus on crack. A little gross, but doable. I took a shot of it before Queer class yesterday and I think I got a little tipsy off it. Oops. The nighttime medication, however, is thinner and an ominous dark green; the label calls it "original flavor." (The daytime label had no flavor claims.) "Original flavor," I found out, means black licorice mixed with a hint of blue (yes, blue; I see and taste things in colors sometimes) and a splash of death. It was disgusting. I think I gagged after taking it, even after I gulped down a cup of water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It does manage to knock me out, though. Yesterday I ignored both alarms and still had trouble opening my eyes at nine AM because the medication hadn't worn off yet. At around four this morning, I had to get up and it took five minutes of motivational thinking and every ounce of energy I had to get my body out of bed. When I got back into bed, I felt the need to snuggle and wound up falling asleep hugging my pillow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How long is cold medicine supposed to last? Because at the rate I'm going, the daytime bottle is going to be finished by the end of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-4278837955959446847?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/4278837955959446847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4278837955959446847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4278837955959446847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-785304257725565076</id><published>2009-04-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:48:50.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Amazon removing sales rankings from queer books.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sales rankings are being removed from gay and lesbian books on Amazon.com because they're considered "adult" books and thus don't appear in some searches or have sales rankings attached to them. Right. That makes sense. Put vibrators on the website and let people rank those, but heaven forbid Brokeback Mountain appear in some searches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://jezebel.com/5209088/why-is-amazon-removing-the-sales-rankings-from-gay-lesbian-books"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Every time I think we're making progress, we get thrown one step back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-785304257725565076?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/785304257725565076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazon-removing-sales-rankings-from.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/785304257725565076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/785304257725565076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/amazon-removing-sales-rankings-from.html' title='Amazon removing sales rankings from queer books.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6982048243904531634</id><published>2009-04-10T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:48:34.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Randoms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I kind of miss the 02360. "Homes" are now the 02114 (Bean) and 02694 (Mashpee). Oh two six nine four? What? No. Too hard to memorize. The dorms in LA are located (I think) in 90068. THAT DOESN'T START WITH A ZERO. The only place I lived that doesn't start with a zero was the Netherlands, which is different because it's a whole other coding system. Plus, I just refer to that home as "the castle." I don't know how I feel about things that start with nine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. I have to give two presentations on Monday. Which means I'm going to be nervous the whole damn day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Out of curiosity, I counted things on my bookshelves. Ninety three movies on DVD, sixty three seasons of television on DVD, fifty two movies on VHS. I gave up trying to count books. That's a lie. I just didn't want to count anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. I email/Facebook too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. How do you get to know someone without seeming creepy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6982048243904531634?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6982048243904531634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6982048243904531634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6982048243904531634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/randoms.html' title='Randoms.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6476318973967334856</id><published>2009-04-07T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:48:09.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>A wee bit o celebration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQicfUjVVqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQicfUjVVqU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6476318973967334856?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6476318973967334856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/wee-bit-o-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6476318973967334856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6476318973967334856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/wee-bit-o-celebration.html' title='A wee bit o celebration.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9211915816343986436</id><published>2009-04-06T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:47:54.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess'/><title type='text'>With your heart, kindle my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags. Even if they aren't pretty, or smart, or young. They're still princesses. All of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that princess movies and fairy tales are condemned for portraying women as weak and in need of saving. I've heard of the Cinderella complex and the fear that Disney princess movies will make girls grow up with unreal expectations about love. I know about feminism and post feminism. Female empowerment and womyn and grrl and all of that. But there is something about these movies that give me hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Little Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (1995) remains to be one of the most beautiful and heartwarming movies I have ever seen. I remember that my VHS copy of it (which I still have) came with a locket and I sobbed when I lost it. When I was eight, the only place I wanted to visit was India. I didn't care about Paris or Barcelona; only India and the magic that was supposed to come with it. This movie taught me to be a good, selfless person because good people get rewarded, and although my views on that may be a bit jaded, part of me believes in it still. Although it is fourteen years old, the movie is still beautiful in terms of aesthetic as well as story. I love when the friends steal the locket out of Ms. Minchin's desk. I love when Sara gives her cinnamon roll to the poor people on the street. I love when Sara and Becky wake up surrounded by food. I love when Amelia runs away. I always cry when Sara's father gets his memory back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last movie I watched (before this) was Aladdin. Even though The Little Mermaid was my favorite when I was little, I think Aladdin is my favorite now. But I'll watch almost anything that has a princess in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9211915816343986436?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9211915816343986436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-your-heart-kindle-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9211915816343986436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9211915816343986436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/with-your-heart-kindle-my-heart.html' title='With your heart, kindle my heart.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3077452198927112198</id><published>2009-04-05T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:47:36.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pants'/><title type='text'>Pants.</title><content type='html'>I went 12 days without wearing pants, but I think I'm going to stop for a little while because I want to save my skirts/dresses for when it's warm and I no longer need leggings or tights. And I'm a fan of the jeans and tank top combo, which I'll be able to wear soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3077452198927112198?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3077452198927112198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3077452198927112198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3077452198927112198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/pants.html' title='Pants.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-309287636381285773</id><published>2009-04-05T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:47:21.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curves'/><title type='text'>Curves.</title><content type='html'>I love curves. I love the shape and definition that can come with the female form, the less obvious version of the hourglass figure. My favorite celebrities are thin women with curves; nothing drastic, but with just enough amount of hip(s). Stick-thin women creep me out a little. I don't think I will able to fully appreciate high fashion because of the models that are used for runway shows; they're too thin and bony for my liking. I know that all women are beautiful and whatnot, but there's a specific body type I'm attracted to and find appealing. Also attractive is when women know how to use their body while dancing. Well-shaped lips are wonderful as well. The same goes for eyes. And eyebrows (Kristen, you'd be proud at how attention I now pay to eyebrows). I happen to like my lips because of how they curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved when Poland Springs redesigned the water bottles and made them curvier and more eco-friendly. Curvy shape and easier to hold onto. Good job, Poland Springs! You made me happy. And my favorite coffee cup, the one I use every day, to the point where some of the paint has rubbed off where my lips usually land, curves outwards. Most coffee cups I've seen and used are the same shape, but this one is more bowl-shaped, as are the Polish ones in our kitchen. They're easier to cup your hands around, so they're easier to hold and also keep your hands nice and warm. If my cup ever breaks, I'll probably cry. I had a favorite juice glass that Molly accidentally broke that was curvy as well. I also have a favorite fork (I like food...so I like and appreicate utensils) that's a little curvier than most. And don't get me started on spoons. I almost always use soup spoons because they're nice and round. Even if I'm just stirring sugar into my coffee, I'm more likely to grab a soup spoon. I like the letter C. Not just because it's for cookie, although that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; good enough for me. It's not my favorite letter (H/h has my heart, for obvious reasons), but it's a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-309287636381285773?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/309287636381285773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/curves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/309287636381285773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/309287636381285773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/curves.html' title='Curves.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5994791428688625832</id><published>2009-04-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:47:07.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Behold the power of Cheesus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/cheesus/nintyspong/cheesus.jpg?o=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg92/nintyspong/cheesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appropriate, because it's technically Sunday, and the start of Jesus week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5994791428688625832?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5994791428688625832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/behold-power-of-cheesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5994791428688625832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5994791428688625832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/behold-power-of-cheesus.html' title='Behold the power of Cheesus.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8233333110034208184</id><published>2009-04-02T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:46:54.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Current song loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again Again&lt;/span&gt;, by Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jwtbp92-is8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jwtbp92-is8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be Ok&lt;/span&gt;, by Ingrid Michaelson (I liked this song before I heard it on the Motts commercial, really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTlDVPL1fIQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LTlDVPL1fIQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8233333110034208184?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8233333110034208184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/current-song-loves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8233333110034208184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8233333110034208184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/current-song-loves.html' title='Current song loves.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5358201571660446085</id><published>2009-04-01T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:46:39.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>Cartoon Bethenny has big thighs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iGelLc9c0I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3iGelLc9c0I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I love when Bethenny starts talking like Jill. I need a Jewy friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. The camera work annoyed me. If Jill is talking, don't get a reaction shot of Bethanny. Go for the two shot. Come on, guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Bethenny mentioned the Snuggie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The countess is getting a divorce! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://realitytvworld.com/news/the-real-housewives-star-luann-de-lesseps-and-count-splitting-8703.php"&gt;Oh no!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Orange County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://perezhilton.com/2009-03-30-real-housewife-receives-death-threats"&gt;Someone threatened Vikki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Jersey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...New Jersey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5358201571660446085?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5358201571660446085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/cartoon-bethenny-has-big-thighs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5358201571660446085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5358201571660446085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/04/cartoon-bethenny-has-big-thighs.html' title='Cartoon Bethenny has big thighs.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-6707561372441775024</id><published>2009-03-31T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:46:12.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snuggie'/><title type='text'>They've taken the Snuggie too far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure everyone has seen an infomercial for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="https://www.getsnuggie.com/flare/next"&gt;Snuggie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. "Blankets are OK but they can slip and slide, plus your hands are trapped inside." They're great for college, and you get a free book light! Wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But. Now there's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://gothamist.com/2009/03/31/snuggie_stroller_mafia_horror.php"&gt;mom-and-baby snuggie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The baby's head sticks through a hole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kristen, if enough people get these, no one will need Bugaboos anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-6707561372441775024?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/6707561372441775024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/theyve-taken-snuggie-too-far.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6707561372441775024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/6707561372441775024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/theyve-taken-snuggie-too-far.html' title='They&apos;ve taken the Snuggie too far.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3171704084966680741</id><published>2009-03-31T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:46:00.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rediscovered this little gem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JcaUYw7UCG0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JcaUYw7UCG0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZwI0dbhhLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZwI0dbhhLQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Why can you see her underwear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Why does grandma almost not go to her husband's memorial? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. WHY NOT JUST GET HER A BABYSITTER? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Wicked cute panda, annoying girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Big panda, not so cute. Is he part Jamaican? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I started watching part 2. It's creepy. I stopped watching because I got creeped out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3171704084966680741?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3171704084966680741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3171704084966680741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3171704084966680741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/panda.html' title='Panda'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-945451784872860156</id><published>2009-03-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:45:36.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly'/><title type='text'>Muffins/cupcakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather:&lt;/span&gt; Like, if Suffolk and Emerson were muffins, Suffolk would be the bran or corn muffin, and Emerson would be the chocolate chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison:&lt;/span&gt; With--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather:&lt;/span&gt; Funfetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison:&lt;/span&gt; And the funfetti frosting, you know, with the sprinkles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather:&lt;/span&gt; On a muffin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison:&lt;/span&gt; It's more like a cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather: &lt;/span&gt;With a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison:&lt;/span&gt; And some glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molly:&lt;/span&gt; But I like corn muffins. I can heat them up and put butter on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather:&lt;/span&gt; Right. They're safe. Kinda boring. Without glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molly:&lt;/span&gt; I like them better.&lt;br /&gt;(Heather and Allison don't say anything for a minute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather and Allison:&lt;/span&gt; But...cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molly:&lt;/span&gt; I don't really like frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heather and Allison: &lt;/span&gt;What.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-945451784872860156?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/945451784872860156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/muffinscupcakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/945451784872860156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/945451784872860156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/muffinscupcakes.html' title='Muffins/cupcakes.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7855979657374702889</id><published>2009-03-29T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:45:06.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emerson'/><title type='text'>Spring 2009 castle kids: Single Ladies dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjnpIeBXuy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjnpIeBXuy8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7855979657374702889?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7855979657374702889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-2009-castle-kids-single-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7855979657374702889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7855979657374702889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-2009-castle-kids-single-ladies.html' title='Spring 2009 castle kids: Single Ladies dance'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8934756055108543342</id><published>2009-03-28T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:44:50.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>I've lost it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Words have failed me. I don't know how it happened, or when. All I know is that blank pages used to be empty with possibility and I dreaded them a lot less than I do now. Creativity and promise used to mix with the blood in my veins. Now all that's in there is coffee and some nostalgia combined with the want for European cities and gelato. I think I stopped believing in reality when I was at the castle, because we all were focusing on the present instead of the future. I've never gotten over that. It was a semester of self discovery and perfection that was cut short and ended with sleepiness and impatience in an airport in Detroit. One three month period of clarity that stands out in the years of discomfort and "ugh, shoot me now"s that seem to define specific weeks in Boston. This is the week that everyone is unhappy and everything goes wrong; the last thing I want to concentrate on right now is schoolwork, and the blank pages my papers are supposed to be written on are screaming at me because I haven't started. When I was four, I wanted to be a writer. That continued until I was nineteen, and now I stay away from it as much as I can. I've lost the ability to concentrate. My want for anything un-material is almost gone; I've stopped craving love and friendship and now only want to buy shoes, dresses, television on DVD, and books. Maybe a few more pillows to fall into and rest on. Continuous plane tickets to elsewhere. Everything I want to see and do has a monetary value. Paris for 900, Barcelona for 800, New Zealand for 1300, Dubrovnik for 1000. The dots on Orbitz's website blink in time to the Jason Mraz song softly coming out of my speakers, but don't help. Our name is our virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v160/112/38/1239270025/n1239270025_30046728_9683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 248px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v160/112/38/1239270025/n1239270025_30046728_9683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Castle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8934756055108543342?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8934756055108543342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-lost-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8934756055108543342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8934756055108543342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-lost-it.html' title='I&apos;ve lost it.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8437162220821804475</id><published>2009-03-28T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:43:48.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm kind of bored. I need to travel. I know I'm going to be driving out west at the end of the summer and seeing a lot of the States, but I'm craving Europe. I was there for a week in 2005 and for three months in 2007 and want to go this year to continue my every-two-years streak. Moral of the story: I need a job so I can afford to take a weekend trip to somewhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8437162220821804475?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8437162220821804475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8437162220821804475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8437162220821804475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-4927249634095741212</id><published>2009-03-27T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:43:33.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Vampires in Boston?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/articles/2009/03/27/vampire_rumors_spur_alert_at_boston_latin___on_bullying/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;No one bullies them...we just want to know why they're vampires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. We had "weird" kids in high school but it was never taken to this level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-4927249634095741212?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/4927249634095741212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/vampires-in-boston.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4927249634095741212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4927249634095741212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/vampires-in-boston.html' title='Vampires in Boston?!'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-915412724173199265</id><published>2009-03-26T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:43:12.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>California, here we come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2007/01/03/PH2007010301993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 190px;" src="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2007/01/03/PH2007010301993.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up with the themesong in my head, so I started rewatching the series. I always forget how much I love this show until I start it from the beginning. Even though the first season was the best and the others are on the dramatic side, I still love it. I've spent the day in bed with food and my computer, watching the show. I don't feel like being productive. It's been one of those days. So I'm having a comfort food/tv show day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoever you want me to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-915412724173199265?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/915412724173199265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/california-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/915412724173199265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/915412724173199265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/california-here-we-come.html' title='California, here we come.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7657213939417532952</id><published>2009-03-26T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:42:47.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jung'/><title type='text'>INFJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I retook the Jung personality test and got INFJ instead of ISFJ. INFJs are Idealist Counselors, whereas ISFJs are Guardian Protectors. Apparently INFJs are rare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Counselors are scarce, little more than one percent of the population, and can be hard to get to know, since they tend not to share their innermost thoughts or their powerful emotional reactions except with their loved ones. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are highly private people&lt;/span&gt;, with an unusually rich, complicated inner life. Friends or colleagues who have known them for years may find sides emerging which come as a surprise. Not that Counselors are flighty or scattered; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they value their integrity a great deal, but they have mysterious, intricately woven personalities which sometimes puzzle even them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="ResultsSpan"&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Counselors tend to work effectively in organizations. They value staff harmony and make every effort to help an organization run smoothly and pleasantly. They understand and use human systems creatively, and are good at consulting and cooperating with others. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As employees or employers, Counselors are concerned with people's feelings and are able to act as a barometer of the feelings within the organization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed with vivid imaginations, Counselors are often seen as the most poetical of all the types, and in fact they use a lot of poetic imagery in their everyday language. Their great talent for language-both written and spoken-is usually directed toward communicating with people in a personalized way. Counselors are highly intuitive and can recognize another's emotions or intentions - good or evil - even before that person is aware of them. Counselors themselves can seldom tell how they came to read others' feelings so keenly. This extreme sensitivity to others could very well be the basis of the Counselor's remarkable ability to experience a whole array of psychic phenomena." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know how true that is. Maybe I'm a mix of both. If that's possible. Because I'm not great at communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#0000a0;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Tendency to hold back part of themselves &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Not good with money or practical day-to-day life necessities &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Extreme dislike of conflict and criticism &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Have very high expectations for themselves and others (both a strength and weakness) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7657213939417532952?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7657213939417532952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/infj.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7657213939417532952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7657213939417532952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/infj.html' title='INFJ'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7433784697954633563</id><published>2009-03-26T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:42:21.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cape cod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Je t'aime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.capecodsalties.com/images/CapeCodAerial1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 304px;" src="http://www.capecodsalties.com/images/CapeCodAerial1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't wait until it's warm and I can go home and just sit on a beach. And get good ice cream for $3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7433784697954633563?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7433784697954633563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/je-taime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7433784697954633563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7433784697954633563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/je-taime.html' title='Je t&apos;aime.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-2551802847817857628</id><published>2009-03-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:42:02.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pants'/><title type='text'>CHALLENGE</title><content type='html'>I'm going to see how long I can go without wearing pants. Why? No specific reason. Social experiment and a test of my wardrobe. Skirts, dresses, shorts, leggings are all fair game. Possibly capris. But no pants, except sweatpants to sleep in. Allison and I were discussing (birthday) party themes and decided we need to have a "No pants, 80s music and ice cream" party, so maybe that could be the end of the no pants challenge. That'd be nearly a month without pants. I think I can do it. I need more black leggings, though. Those are a staple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's outfit: pink shirt, black mini skirt, blue tights. I forgot to take a picture but was in Jenn's photo project, so I'll steal one of hers once she develops them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-2551802847817857628?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/2551802847817857628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/challenge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2551802847817857628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2551802847817857628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/challenge.html' title='CHALLENGE'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-189008773075555331</id><published>2009-03-25T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:41:38.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><title type='text'>More reality TV.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;From&lt;a href="http://www.mm-agency.com/blog/mtv-real-world/real-world-23-casting-calls/3454/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Season 23 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Real World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MTV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is now having casting calls throughout America after kicking it off in Philly, Austin, &amp;amp; Minneapolis the last weekend of February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real World 23&lt;/strong&gt; will film later in 2009 after the currently filming &lt;strong&gt;Real World Cancun&lt;/strong&gt;, the 22nd season, wraps by the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The types of people between 18 and 24 years old most sought after for Real World number 23:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Physically challenged or handicapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Obese or struggling with weight issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Going through the immigrant-to-citizenship process themselves or an immediate family member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Was adopted via the foster-care system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Grieving over the loss of a spouse or significant other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deeply passionate about a cause or social issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from &lt;a href="http://www.mm-agency.com/blog/mtv-real-world/the-22nd-season-of-the-real-world-goes-to-cancun-mexico/3445/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon Murray&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;Bunim-Murray Productions&lt;/strong&gt; told &lt;strong&gt;The Hollywood Reporter&lt;/strong&gt; that the 22nd season of the &lt;em&gt;The Real World&lt;/em&gt; has already started in Cancun Mexico.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This has no direct relation to &lt;em&gt;The Real Cancun&lt;/em&gt; movie although filmed by same &lt;strong&gt;Bunim-Murray&lt;/strong&gt; production company back in 2003 and incidentally lost approximately $2,000,000 at the box office.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Real World Cancun&lt;/em&gt; “house” will be the &lt;strong&gt;ME Cancun Resort&lt;/strong&gt; located at Boulevard Kukulkan, km. 12.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Real World Cancun&lt;/em&gt; cast will work with the spring break company &lt;strong&gt;StudentCity.com&lt;/strong&gt; to serve as guides for visiting college students.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;StudentCity.com&lt;/strong&gt; is based out of the Boston area and I myself worked directly with the Executive Vice President &lt;strong&gt;Jacqui Lewis&lt;/strong&gt; in Cancun back in 2001.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In 2001 I saw that &lt;strong&gt;StudentCity&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MTV&lt;/strong&gt; were forming a collaboration for Spring Break events and shortly after I started the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="michael martin agency" href="http://www.mm-agency.com/" target="_self"&gt;MM Agency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the Real World cast members.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am sure Jacqui will be working with the Real World Cancun cast members and have them ready to deal with the drama once college Spring Break hits in March and the high schoolers in April.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Real World co-creator &lt;strong&gt;Jonathan Murray&lt;/strong&gt; even told &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a title="the hollywood reporter" href="http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/hr/content_display/television/news/e3i9df355e84da724cac535a8f9c16c43cf" target="_blank"&gt;The Hollywood Reporter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, “They’re going to help give people a safe and fun vacation. They also might have to bail somebody out of a Mexican jail, stuff like that.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks like &lt;a title="the brooklyn real world" href="http://www.mm-agency.com/mtv-real-world-brooklyn/"&gt;The Brooklyn Real World&lt;/a&gt; was only a short respite back to the olden days of the show and the Cancun season will usher back the Las Vegas drinking and hookup drama era.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I probably should have posted those in the opposite order, but you get the idea. MTV used to be more about music, as well as opening people's minds and attempting to educate their target audience (okay, it also had spring break specials, but the advertisements celebrating queerness in the 1990s and things like Choose or Lose, I think, helped to counter spring break specials), and now it's become ridiculous. The Real World used to showcase "different" kinds of people (queers, mostly...that's all I seem to focus on anymore) in order for people to learn about them, but the Cancun season seems wicked trashy. Maybe they're going to try to get back to what it was with S23, but...I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-189008773075555331?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/189008773075555331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-reality-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/189008773075555331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/189008773075555331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-reality-tv.html' title='More reality TV.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-9145991019372762449</id><published>2009-03-25T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:39:23.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot at love'/><title type='text'>ANOTHER shot at love.</title><content type='html'>From MTVrealityworld.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After two shots with &lt;strong&gt;Tila Tequila&lt;/strong&gt; and one double shot with the &lt;strong&gt;Ikki Twins&lt;/strong&gt; MTV has decided to bring back it’s hit bisexual dating show, &lt;em&gt;A Shot At Love&lt;/em&gt;, for a fourth season.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to the casting page, MTV is “scouring the country once more in search of the most eligible, alluring, outrageous and adventurous men and women” to see if they “have what it takes to hold the key to our brand new bachlorette’s heart.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait a minute…. brand new bachlorette?  I would’ve put money on &lt;strong&gt;Rikki&lt;/strong&gt; coming back for a second season without her twin sister &lt;strong&gt;Vikki&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess we’ll have to wait and see.  In the meantime, if you want to try out for the show you can go to http://shotatlovecasting.com/ or http://www.gotcast.com/casting-calls/MTVs-A-Shot-at-Love-4/53666&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the twist this time? In S1, the contestants didn't know Tila was bisexual at first. In S3, they didn't know that there were twins until after the first elimination. Who are they going to get to be the "brand new bachlorette?" A Playboy Bunny? A celebrity? Unless they come up with an amazing new girl (...maybe a guy instead? FRATERNAL TWINS, one female, one male, both bisexual? Celebrity twins? Triplets? Oh, the possibilities are endless), the shock value of the show is going to disappear. Just one more reality dating show that will bring MTV another step closer to VH1's trash factor. But I will probably still watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-9145991019372762449?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/9145991019372762449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-shot-at-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9145991019372762449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/9145991019372762449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-shot-at-love.html' title='ANOTHER shot at love.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7245250994510980801</id><published>2009-03-24T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:39:01.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Queer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of Allison's friends has started using the term "Gays and Friends" instead of "the LGBT(Q) community" because it's easier to remember and easier to say (three syllables as opposed to nine). I'm writing my paper proposal for Queer Film and Video and I had to stop myself from writing "gays and friends" because it almost slipped out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, we watched Survivor in TV class yesterday and when I came home, I told Molly that there should be an all queer cast one season, and she started talking about how you could separate the people, that transgenders could be in the middle, and then started talking about how all the people should be black (keep in mind that Molly is pale with freckles and red hair...and she somehow slipped into a weird Southern accent while talking) and that it'd be an island full of different sexualities and religions. "We could call it" (big sweeping hand gesture) "AFRICA!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"They like both sides!"&lt;br /&gt;"What? That's what a bisexual is, Molly. Not a transgender."&lt;br /&gt;"No, that's not what I meant! They understand both sides. So they could be in the middle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You'd have the African American Africans and then the Native American Africans and then the Muslims...and the Native Africans. Hm. What could we call them?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Africans?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"And they'd all be black!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Molly, go back into your room and shut the door and let me finish watching I Love Money 2."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7245250994510980801?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7245250994510980801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/queer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7245250994510980801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7245250994510980801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/queer.html' title='Queer'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3368710898672301399</id><published>2009-03-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:38:08.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jung'/><title type='text'>This is what I'm doing instead of doing homework.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ISFJ: Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, Judging. Some of the things written about ISFJs are completely wrong but a lot of them are scarily correct. Like, from &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ISFJ.html"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ISFJs live in a world that is concrete and kind.  They are truly warm and kind-hearted, and want to believe the best of people.  They value harmony and cooperation, and are likely to be very sensitive to other people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ISFJs need positive feedback from others.  In the absence of positive feedback, or in the face of criticism, the ISFJ gets discouraged, and may even become depressed.  When down on themselves or under great stress, the ISFJ begins to imagine all of the things that might go critically wrong in their life.  They have strong feelings of inadequacy, and become convinced that  "everything is all wrong", or "I can't do anything right".&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(Also, if you don't respond to me, I'll flip out. It doesn't say that, but I will.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The ISFJ is warm, generous, and dependable.  They have many special gifts to offer, in their sensitivity to others, and their strong ability to  keep things running smoothly.  They need to remember to not be overly critical of themselves, and to give themselves some of the warmth and love which they freely dispense to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ISFJs generally have the following traits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;li&gt; Large, rich inner store of information which they gather about people &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(...I'm a computer!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Highly observant and aware of people's feelings and reactions &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Excellent memory for details which are important to them&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Dislike doing things which don't make sense to them &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Value security, tradition, and peaceful living &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Kind and considerate &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Likely to put others' needs above their own &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Learn best with hands-on training &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Extremely uncomfortable with conflict and confrontation &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another site said: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dmittedly, the problem is sometimes aggravated by the ISFJs themselves; for instance, they are notoriously bad at delegating ("If you want it done right, do it yourself").Because of all of this, ISFJs are often overworked, and as a result may suffer from psychosomatic illnesses&lt;/span&gt; and that a fictional ISFJ is Ophelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...great! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3368710898672301399?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3368710898672301399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-what-im-doing-instead-of-doing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3368710898672301399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3368710898672301399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-what-im-doing-instead-of-doing.html' title='This is what I&apos;m doing instead of doing homework.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5868472100985890144</id><published>2009-03-22T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:37:44.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><title type='text'>Drinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jenn linked me to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.moderndrunkardmagazine.com/issues/54/54_secret_language.html"&gt;The Secret Language of Cocktails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Margarita: All of your relationships have either begun or ended at a wet  t-shirt contest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Complete opposite of my life, but it made me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5868472100985890144?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5868472100985890144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/drinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5868472100985890144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5868472100985890144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/drinks.html' title='Drinks'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8824956357058961986</id><published>2009-03-22T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:37:30.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='model'/><title type='text'>"Heather, if you have to ask, I don't know if I can explain it to you."</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fast &amp;amp; Furious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fast and the Furious&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fast &amp;amp; Furious&lt;/span&gt;. "New Model. Original Parts." According to &lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v241/86/109/1331730191/n1331730191_30060307_5212.jpg"&gt;the IMDB page&lt;/a&gt;, the main actors are the same. I don't really understand. There are three &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fast and the Furious&lt;/span&gt; movies. So they made a similar one and took the "the"s out of the title? WHY? Why make ANOTHER F&amp;amp;F movie? And why give it a title that's so similar to the first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Old Navy commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4DV5n0OhqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n4DV5n0OhqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be a family friendly store. Old Navy sells everything from baby clothing to adult clothing. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think that's an appropriate commercial for the Old Navy market. (I think it's funny, but...I don't know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Portia de Rossi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's great. &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/tv/index.php?ptvid=f983d94290117"&gt;Paid For By Married Gay People Who Are Sorry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shameless plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leanimal.com/"&gt;Leanne Marshall&lt;/a&gt;, the winner of the last season of &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/project-runway/season-5"&gt;Project Runway&lt;/a&gt;, is coming to Emerson on Wednesday. She'll be speaking at 8 pm in the Bordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and yesterday were our photoshoots for Emerson's Next Top Model. I'm secretary of the Society and acted as Photoshoot Coordinator (I'm still mad I didn't get a clipboard!), and the shoots went really well. We have to go through all the photos tomorrow and select each girl's best photo from each shoot. Twelve girls, twelve to fifteen shots per shoot, five shoots. That's too much math for me. I go to Emerson. We don't do math. But that's a lot of freaking pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8824956357058961986?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8824956357058961986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/heather-if-you-have-to-ask-i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8824956357058961986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8824956357058961986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/heather-if-you-have-to-ask-i-dont-know.html' title='&quot;Heather, if you have to ask, I don&apos;t know if I can explain it to you.&quot;'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1729596183716705149</id><published>2009-03-21T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:36:47.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emerson'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g11wWrTvwLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g11wWrTvwLc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Purse in the background.&lt;br /&gt;2. Can't rip the folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysTmUTQ5wZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ysTmUTQ5wZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/msXBTo2wBvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/msXBTo2wBvI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby big cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWDc9oyBj5Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VWDc9oyBj5Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITE KIND OF DOG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1729596183716705149?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1729596183716705149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1729596183716705149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1729596183716705149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3448263929804672350</id><published>2009-03-18T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:36:16.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird'/><title type='text'>Hm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was weird. Watched kind of an odd movie in the first class, had a discussion that made me feel weird in the second (plus someone in the class doesn't value other opinions and I had to hold my friend back from punching said person in the face), then went to a meeting about LA, which is weird. And then hours of Fashion Society stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3448263929804672350?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3448263929804672350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/hm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3448263929804672350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3448263929804672350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/hm.html' title='Hm.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1860918057449408286</id><published>2009-03-17T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:35:47.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>I never want to end up like this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This guy owns 500 cats. He has his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.caboodleranch.com/Index.html"&gt; own ranch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Of cats. A thirty acre ranch. There are cat sized buildings. A town hall, a church, a guard shack, an inn (cabins around a giant puddle that acts as a lake) and a Wal-Mart. FOR CATS. HE HAS 500 CATS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know how I feel about this. Allison showed me the website and I couldn't speak in complete sentences. I'm kind of in shock. I understand being lonely after your son moves out, but really? Five hundred? With a Wal-Mart? What's inside the Wal-Mart? Can the cats shop? Do they have shopping carts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want a tiger but I don't want a tiger sized Wal-Mart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1860918057449408286?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1860918057449408286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-never-want-to-end-up-like-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1860918057449408286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1860918057449408286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-never-want-to-end-up-like-this.html' title='I never want to end up like this.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-1611011903595858986</id><published>2009-03-17T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:35:03.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the final Video Field project, my group is doing a short narrative about high school zombies. Possibly with vampires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm going to end up being one of those people that completely loses touch with reality and thinks she's in a fantasy world and ends up in a psych ward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-1611011903595858986?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/1611011903595858986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/luck-and-intuition-play-cards-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1611011903595858986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1611011903595858986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/luck-and-intuition-play-cards-with.html' title='Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5524977664656326441</id><published>2009-03-16T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:33:11.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='papers'/><title type='text'>There was a little bit of drama, but other than that, the week is off to a good start.</title><content type='html'>Paper #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0375.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/th_CIMG0375.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0377.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/th_CIMG0377.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG0378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/th_CIMG0378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Additionally, my friend Sarah has the same Media Criticism and Theory professor I had last semester (I have the professor this semester, too, and that's the class paper #1 was for), and today she told me that he used my Textual Analysis paper as an example and talked about it to their class a few times. Plus, I have an idea for my historical analysis final paper for QF&amp;amp;V and had it approved and now I just have to write the 1500 word proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying for the stupid Video Field Production quiz is not allowing me to work on things I actually want to work on. I had classes from 2-6pm, Fashion Society stuff from 6-11pm, I just had a giant mug of apple tea and now I get to study for field. WHICH I DON'T WANT TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5524977664656326441?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5524977664656326441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-was-little-bit-of-drama-but-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5524977664656326441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5524977664656326441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-was-little-bit-of-drama-but-other.html' title='There was a little bit of drama, but other than that, the week is off to a good start.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-4743656526333423041</id><published>2009-03-16T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:31:20.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ru Paul'/><title type='text'>Oh, RuPaul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="SS_L3"&gt;&lt;span class="verdana"&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lexisnexis.com.proxy.emerson.edu/us/lnacademic/results/docview/attachRetrieve.do?csi=151550&amp;amp;A=0.9611565382969096&amp;amp;risb=21_T6050264602&amp;amp;urlEnc=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;smi=LOGOS&amp;amp;key=15040&amp;amp;componentseq=1&amp;amp;type=logo&amp;amp;pap=single" alt="Publication Logo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily News (New York)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 12, 2009 Monday&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS FINAL EDITION&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="SS_L0"&gt;RUPAUL TAKES A HEAD SHOT AT TYRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BYLINE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; BY CRISTINA KINON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SECTION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="ORIGHIT_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="HIT_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="hit"&gt;&lt;span&gt;TELEVISION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;; Pg. 75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LENGTH:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 407 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="loose"&gt;LOS ANGELES - Famed drag queen RuPaul is returning to &lt;a name="ORIGHIT_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="HIT_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="hit"&gt;&lt;span&gt;television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with a new &lt;a name="ORIGHIT_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="HIT_3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="hit"&gt;&lt;span&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; competition show for Logo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="loose"&gt;"RuPaul's Drag Race," a competition to find the best drag queen, premieres Feb. 2 on Logo, a network aiming to reach gays and lesbians.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="loose"&gt;Make no mistake, RuPaul told TV writers here, the show is not inspired by Tyra Bank's "America's Next Top Model."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="loose"&gt;"She learned everything from me," RuPaul said. "I let her borrow all my used wigs."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="loose"&gt;Ouch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="loose"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="loose"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="loose"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="loose"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm trying to decide if I want to use "RuPaul's Drag Race" or "A Double Shot at Love" for my final Queer Film and Video paper. I'm analyzing a reality show because I plan on using the paper as a starting point for my thesis (plus I'm using The L Word for the final paper for Long Live TV), but I'm not sure which show would be better to do a historical reception and textual analysis for. Thoughts/suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; EDIT: Nevermind, new idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-4743656526333423041?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/4743656526333423041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-rupaul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4743656526333423041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4743656526333423041'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-be-with-me-like-handprint-on-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1326469949003595478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/1326469949003595478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-be-with-me-like-handprint-on-my.html' title='You&apos;ll be with me, like a handprint on my heart'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i394.photobucket.com/albums/pp29/Pink_Sharpette/ASB09/th_n1239270025_30180295_2408937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7114866703633932425</id><published>2009-03-15T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:30:18.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L Word'/><title type='text'>Series finale of The L Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disappointing, but I knew it wasn't going to solve anything. Chaiken had already said that we wouldn't find out who the murderer was. Personally, I'm betting it was a suicide. But we'll never know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was really hoping that Carmen would come back for the final episode with more than just a quick video cameo because I still don't think that Shane's story has finished. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/33073808.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; made me laugh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.afterellen.com/column/ask-afterellen-03-10-09"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; made me cringe. I'm going to watch the rest of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.sho.com/site/lword/interrogation.do"&gt;the interrogation tapes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; but ugh. Disappointment, Showtime. Disappointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7114866703633932425?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7114866703633932425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/series-finale-of-l-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7114866703633932425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7114866703633932425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/series-finale-of-l-word.html' title='Series finale of The L Word'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-916169191206586520</id><published>2009-03-15T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:24:24.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Back in Bean.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Immokalee is Seminole for "my home." I'm so surprised and impressed at how much of a community the town is, and at how it became a home for all of us even though we were only there for a week. All the places we went (the Friendship House, the childcare centers, the soup kitchen, etc) were all so connected to the community. Blanca, who works at the Friendship House, knew most of the town and could greet almost anyone who came in the doors of the shelter. Tricia, who runs the Guadalupe Soup Kitchen and was in the documentary we saw, clearly loves and cares about what she does. Immokalee amazed me in so many ways, as gushy as that sounds. I loved the authenticity and how real everything was. It really was a community and a place that interacts and works together. Even the amount of shuttles astounded me. We have public transport in Boston, but the different shuttles to medical centers and other various places was better than what we have in Plymouth. I don't think I expected to come to love and appreciate Immokalee as much as I did. It's really great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At one of the reflections, Dean brought up that he didn't expect to experience what it was like to be someome who stays at a shelter, which I hadn't thought about. But we were. We had a home base to come back to every night, but we didn't always have access to our luggage and sometimes our room was used for other things and we couldn't get into it. We had specific meal and shower times and while, unlike the clients of the Friendship House, we were able to go to the supermarket and get food, we didn't make our own specific dinners. We ate what everyone else ate, when everyone else ate it. I really enjoyed being so involved with where we were staying; instead of staying in a hotel/motel and going to the shelter everyday to  do a few random jobs, we were able to stay there and help out as much as we could. We didn't just serve the clients food, like at most shelters in the Northeast; sometimes we helped cook the food, but we'd eat the same food off of trays and sit with the clients and talk with them. It put us at an equal level with them instead of making us seem "better" than anyone. Emily always got up early and talked to people staying at the shelter, which I thought was awesome. There were a few people who I know were sad to see us go, and they stood outside and waved as our vans pulled away yesterday. I had tears in my eyes and I know a few others did as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in Immokalee made me think about a lot of things, although I can't specify exactly what. We took a trip to Naples and visited the St. Matthews House, a bigger shelter that the Immokalee Friendship House is affiliated with. It was a lot different; being in Naples felt like being in Florida, whereas being in Immokalee felt like being in Mexico. My attitude towards immigrants and workers has definitely changed. The guy I sat next to on the plane back to Boston said that Immokalee was in the middle of nowhere, which is true, that most people drive past it as quickly as possible, and then made some condescending comment about how no one there speaks English. I know I'm more liberal than a lot of people, but ignorance and holier-than-thou attitudes annoy the hell out of me. The people may  not speak English, but their work ethic is greater than a lot of people who do. The farm workers do the work that most Americans wouldn't want to do and because of them, we're able to eat. Simple as that. And they do the work because even things like farm working gives them a better life than they would have had in their home countries, which is really sad. Some of the stories we heard were just heartbreaking. A lot of people cried when we saw the documentary on Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Playing with the kids always gave me a lot to think about as well. On Monday some of us went to one of the childcare centers down the street, and I was with 2 year olds. They kept asking me about my parents, which was odd to me. I haven't had much experience with children, but usually they talk about favorite foods/colors/TV shows/characters. After the documentary, one of the men who works at FSU's medical center said that the psychological state of the kids can be shaky because their parents aren't home much and that sometimes parents will get deported or will leave to work in other places. So they'll end up having attachment issues, and that's what I thought of when I was with the kids. They'd ask where my parents were/what they do/what their names are, and then go back to playing. Then yesterday, we were with the younger kids in the morning and then went to an afterschool program at a park and played with the older kids (which I kind of already wrote about) and a few things blew me away. First, I was at the top of a slide and a boy about 6 or 7 years old told me to watch out for his little sister, which was cute, and then said that their mom was in jail and he didn't know why. It wasn't even like he was trying to get attention; he was just telling me. And then he went down the slide without waiting for my reaction. Later, Sasha and I were playing with a girl around 8 and she kept pretending to stab us. We were on a big fire truck thing and she'd pretend to stab us in the head, which disturbed me a little bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm home and uploading pictures and drinking coffee. It was weird being alone my apartment because I got used to sleeping on a cot with 16 other people in the room. I'm pretty sure this entry isn't all that coherent and doesn't come close to covering everything, but I'll write more when I post the pictures. Allison comes back today and we have some catching up to do. I don't know how much I like being back in Boston's reality. I have to update my planner with everything I have to do for the next few weeks and go through all my emails for my shows and for Fashion Society because there are a lot of things coming up. I also have a quiz to study for and some papers to write (although I don't really need to work on them because they're final papers and aren't due until May, but we all know how much of a nerd I am). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss the 80 degree weather. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-916169191206586520?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/916169191206586520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-in-bean.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/916169191206586520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/916169191206586520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-in-bean.html' title='Back in Bean.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-4223325960470064021</id><published>2009-03-13T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Final full day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we played with kids all day. First half of the day at the daycare/childcare center, where I played with 2-3 year olds, and then over to the community center for the afterschool program, where there were kids from kindergarten to sixth grade. So much fun. I was exhausted but it was fantastic. I let the kids take pictures with my camera so I have some good shots of some of them. There's a girl and her mom staying at the shelter and today is the girl's 12th birthday, so we surprised her with a cake, a pinata and a gift, and she and her mom came with us to the carnival that's in town this week. She was so excited. We're all wicked happy because she was so clearly excited and happy and outgoing tonight. Another guy who stays here, Alan, also came with us and said that the girl looked happier than she has in a long time. He won Sasha a bear, and we're pretty sure he's had a good time with us this week, too. At the beginning of the week he always walked around with his headphones attached to his cell phone, music constantly blasting, and tonight he barely even pulled out the cell phone. When he did, it was only to take pictures of us. He talked to us instead of listening to his music. Little things like that make me really happy. I want to do more service when I get back, especially if I can find a childcare center to work with. The littler kids today basically spoke Spanish, so I got to practice. Their basic level of speaking was almost a perfect match for my slightly better than basic knowledge of the language, so we were able to communicate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have so much more to write about when I get home. I had a dream I was home last night and I woke up and thought "this isn't my bed. I'm not in my room." But we had a really good last day. Tomorrow we have reflection and then we're heading to the airport, and then it's back to Bean where it's 30 degrees. I'm excited for my bed, TV shows, and coffee cup, but I'm going to miss the sun and the people (both the people of Immokalee and the ASBers) and the good feeling I get from helping people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, I'm wicked tan and it's fabulous. I have to bring the cactus home, so now Sasha will be forced to come over so we can cook it. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-4223325960470064021?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/4223325960470064021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-full-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4223325960470064021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/4223325960470064021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-full-day.html' title='Final full day'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5251195820814611694</id><published>2009-03-12T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Beach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;People keep telling me I have really good beach hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just had a giant breakfast of pancakes, eggs with peppers, fruit, and juice. Now everyone is just kind of packing up and getting ready. Some people are doing dishes, others are putting away cots. I love fruit. Molly and I got a pineapple and it was wicked juicy and delicious (as is most of the fruit here). I think we're stopping somewhere so we can buy beach towels and apparently there are sombreros. I'm going to be tempted to get one. Especially since I keep thinking we're in freaking Mexico and not the United States. I saw a Family Dollar store and actually said "Oh, we have those in the States." WE'RE STILL IN THE STATES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Allison, I really am going to be 5 shades browner. Chess, I have things to tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;El Fin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5251195820814611694?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5251195820814611694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/beach.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5251195820814611694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5251195820814611694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/beach.html' title='Beach!'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8738465320815117174</id><published>2009-03-11T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Briefly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The trip is more mentally and emotionally draining than I thought it would be. We've been doing a lot of thinking and talking about the area and the issues we're coming into contact with. I love this place a lot more than I thought I would (I'll elaborate on that when I get home) and am coming to love the people I'm on the trip with. They're great and I'm so glad I'm getting to know some of them. Today is our day off and we're going to the beach for a few hours. We went to one for an hour today and it was amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a nutshell, I'm happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8738465320815117174?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8738465320815117174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/briefly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8738465320815117174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8738465320815117174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/briefly.html' title='Briefly.'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7306065111228918958</id><published>2009-03-10T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>El tercer dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S REALLY HOT AND MY FEET ARE DIRTY AND SASHA AND I MADE A CAKE BUT I CAN'T EAT IT AND THE FRUIT IS REALLY GOOD AND JUICY AND I'VE ALREADY TAKEN 140 PICTURES THE END. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7306065111228918958?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7306065111228918958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-tercer-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7306065111228918958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7306065111228918958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-tercer-dia.html' title='El tercer dia'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-319872969707558935</id><published>2009-03-09T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>1. Yesterday we went to a park and saw gators and a giant snake. The snake was in a cage. The gators were not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Today we got to play with kids at a childcare center. They were adorable and hugged me a lot. Kids are so friendly and accepting. It's fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We also went to the creepiest place on Earth yesterday. Creepiest. Place. In. The. World. Stepford Wives meets Pleastantville meets The Giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After the childcare center, we went to a park and played frisbee and volleyball. I'm 3 shades browner already. People keep asking me if I'm Spanish/speak it because I'm browner than all the other students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm liking this town more than cities. I love traveling to cities, but being here is so great and authentic because the people don't cater to tourists. The signs are in Spanish because the people speak it, not because they want tourists to be impressed. Chickens are running around everywhere. We got Mexican food and it was so real. I had 2 little tortillas with beef and onions and peppers. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I keep thinking we're in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We also went to a farmer's market and I spent almost $10 on fresh fruit and vegetables. I'm bringing back dried chili peppers. Sasha and I bought cactus to cook with some onions. I got free jalapenos. And it's all fresh and smells amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-319872969707558935?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/319872969707558935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/319872969707558935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/319872969707558935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-2568262172205193726</id><published>2009-03-08T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:21:28.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>FloRida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;We're in Florida! There were 18 million children on the plane, all of which decided to start crying/screaming at the same time. But most of them were cute, so it was okay. The van ride was interesting and we didn't get to the shelter until 11:30 or so. But we're here! And today is going to be a slow day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have to help fold cots. More later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-2568262172205193726?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/2568262172205193726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/florida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2568262172205193726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/2568262172205193726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/florida.html' title='FloRida'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8162398959300676281</id><published>2009-03-06T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:39:50.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASB'/><title type='text'>Spring break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a little more than 12 hours, I'll be leaving for the airport. I'm participating in Emerson's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://pages.emerson.edu/organizations/imagine/asb/index.html"&gt;Alternative Spring Break program&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, so for the next seven days I'll be doing service work in Immokalee, Florida. I'm going to try to update on here and on LiveJournal (which is Friends Only, sorry), but in case I don't get a chance to, ASB has set up an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/07675044987572589532"&gt;account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://emersonasb-florida.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the URL for the Florida blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to rub it in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weather for Boston for the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/oo_scandalous/Picture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 374px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/oo_scandalous/Picture2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weather for Immokalee for the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/oo_scandalous/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 374px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/oo_scandalous/Picture1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO flip flops and tank tops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8162398959300676281?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8162398959300676281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8162398959300676281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8162398959300676281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring break'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-5917827795980609981</id><published>2009-03-06T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:37:30.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This show reminds me a lot of The OC. Lots of pretty, rich people who know and own their location, similar characters. Blair/Serena/Dan/Marissa/Summer/Seth. Central blonde and brunette female characters, central brunette male characters (although Ryan was more of a blonde and Nate is a brunette, a Zac Efron look alike).  Lilly van der Woodsen reminds me of Kirsten Cohen. Rufus Humphrey close to Sandy, Jenny Humphrey and Kaitlin Cooper. I miss The OC. Maybe it's time to rewatch it. The two are comparable, for sure. Too bad I've already picked out my topic for the Long Live TV final (I got bored during colloquia yesterday and started working on it...nerd alert). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vanessa is supposed to be wicked pale and bald, not a Latina with hair. The girl playing her looks almost like a tan version of Samaire Armstrong (Anna from The OC...coincidence?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-5917827795980609981?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/5917827795980609981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/gossip-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5917827795980609981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/5917827795980609981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/gossip-girl.html' title='Gossip Girl'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-7107959083039846363</id><published>2009-03-05T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:29:42.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plymouth'/><title type='text'>I clammed that. (Playing with Wikipedia and Google.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the mid-1970s members of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homosexuality" title="Homosexuality"&gt;gay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; community began moving to Provincetown. In 1978 the Provincetown Business Guild (PBG) was formed to promote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gay_tourism" title="Gay tourism" class="mw-redirect"&gt;gay tourism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Today more than 200 businesses belong to the PBG and Provincetown is perhaps the best-known gay summer resort on the East Coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other notable festivals during the year include the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas" title="Christmas"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-themed "Holly Folly", "Bear Week", "Mate's Leather Weekend", "Women's Week", "Family Week", "Single Men's Weekend", "Provincetown International Film Festival" and the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Provincetown_Jazz_Festival" title="Provincetown Jazz Festival"&gt;Provincetown Jazz Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;." In October, Provincetown sees the arrival of transvestite, transgender and transsexual people for the annual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.fantasiafair.org/" class="external text" title="http://www.fantasiafair.org/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Fantasia Fair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Started in 1975, it is the longest running event of its kind in the USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cape_Cod_Canal_Railroad_Bridge" title="Cape Cod Canal Railroad Bridge"&gt;Cape Cod Canal Railroad Bridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; carries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freight_car#Freight_cars" title="Freight car" class="mw-redirect"&gt;railway freight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; as well as passenger service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cedarville&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; is the southeasternmost village in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth,_Massachusetts" title="Plymouth, Massachusetts"&gt;Plymouth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massachusetts" title="Massachusetts"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" title="United States"&gt;United States&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The village borders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sagamore_Beach,_Massachusetts" title="Sagamore Beach, Massachusetts"&gt;Sagamore Beach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Bournedale,_Massachusetts&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Bournedale, Massachusetts (page does not exist)"&gt;Bournedale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, both of which are villages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bourne,_Massachusetts" title="Bourne, Massachusetts"&gt;Bourne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plymouth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (historically known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plimouth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plimoth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;) is a town in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth_County,_Massachusetts" title="Plymouth County, Massachusetts"&gt;Plymouth County&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massachusetts" title="Massachusetts"&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, United States. It is the largest municipality in Massachusetts by area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="cite_ref-4" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth_%28town%29,_Massachusetts#cite_note-4" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;5&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plymouth Rock is one of Plymouth's most famous attractions. Traditionally, the rock is said to be the disembarkation site of the Pilgrims. However, there is no historical evidence to support this theory. The first identification of Plymouth Rock as the actual landing site was made in 1741 by 94-year-old Thomas Faunce, whose father had arrived in Plymouth in 1623, three years after the arrival of the &lt;i&gt;Mayflower&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-68" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth_%28town%29,_Massachusetts#cite_note-68" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;69&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; The rock is located roughly 650 feet (200 m) from where the initial settlement was thought to be built.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plymouth Rock became very famous after its identification as the supposed landing site of the Pilgrims, and was subsequently moved to a location in Plymouth Center. During the process, the rock split in two. It was later moved to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilgrim_Hall_Museum" title="Pilgrim Hall Museum"&gt;Pilgrim Hall&lt;/a&gt; and then to a location under a granite Victorian Canopy, where it was easily accessible and subject to souvenir hunters. The rock was finally moved back to its original location along the town's waterfront in 1921. "Plymouth Rock", a large boulder, now sits under a granite canopy designed by famed astronomical illustrator &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chesley_Bonestell" title="Chesley Bonestell"&gt;Chesley Bonestell&lt;/a&gt;, who also designed the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrysler_Building" title="Chrysler Building"&gt;Chrysler Building&lt;/a&gt; gargoyles and contributed to the design of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Gate_Bridge" title="Golden Gate Bridge"&gt;Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/a&gt;. The rock is the centerpiece of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilgrim_Memorial_State_Park" title="Pilgrim Memorial State Park"&gt;Pilgrim Memorial State Park&lt;/a&gt;. The park is the smallest park in the Massachusetts state forest and park system, but is also the most heavily visited.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-69" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plymouth_%28town%29,_Massachusetts#cite_note-69" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;70&lt;span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emerson is "the only comprehensive college or university in America dedicated exclusively to communication and the arts in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liberal_arts" title="Liberal arts"&gt;liberal arts&lt;/a&gt; context." It offers over 37 degree programs in the Arts and Communication. Emerson is currently transitioning from a school with a robust literal arts curriculum into a trade school for the entertainment industry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, I think I found the woman whose email is Heather_Manning@Emerson.edu, meaning mine has to be Heather_Manning2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="name"&gt;Heather Manning as the Charge D'Affaires&lt;/h4&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heather Manning brings her passion for communications and caffeine addiction to Thunder11 from the MIT News Office, earning her PR stripes by promoting some of the world's most cutting edge technologies, scholars and events. She holds a B.A. in mass communication from Fairfield University, and is currently working on her master's degree in Health Communication in a joint program between Emerson College and Tufts University School of Medicine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.thunder11.com/whoarewe.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-7107959083039846363?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/7107959083039846363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-clammed-that-playing-with-wikipedia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7107959083039846363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/7107959083039846363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-clammed-that-playing-with-wikipedia.html' title='I clammed that. (Playing with Wikipedia and Google.)'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-8987145692147037892</id><published>2009-03-05T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:46:29.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mousebabies'/><title type='text'>Mouse babies</title><content type='html'>Allison (in Texas, on the phone): The mouse is going to give birth.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't want it to give birth!&lt;br /&gt;Molly: Who's burnt?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you mean, who's Bert?&lt;br /&gt;Allison: What about Clifford?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-8987145692147037892?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/8987145692147037892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/mouse-babies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8987145692147037892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/8987145692147037892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/mouse-babies.html' title='Mouse babies'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4908884704911014012.post-3843787296868125665</id><published>2009-03-05T12:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:28:08.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mediocre'/><title type='text'>Unconfidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bethenny (Real Housewives of NY): And I'm like, I'm watching reality TV this week. You're like going to the opera and Francois is learning Mandarin, and I'm like, I'm going to eat frozen yogurt and watch a reality TV show this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I don't think I'm intelligent or interesting. I watch bad television. I don't speak intelligently. I read Gossip Girl books, not "smart" books. I'm mediocre at everything I do. I'm an expensive person and love to buy things, so I want a career that will make me money, but there's nothing I'd be good at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time for another pot of coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4908884704911014012-3843787296868125665?l=aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/feeds/3843787296868125665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/unconfidence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3843787296868125665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4908884704911014012/posts/default/3843787296868125665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aujourdhuicupcake.blogspot.com/2009/03/unconfidence.html' title='Unconfidence?'/><author><name>HeatherBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08786913748260100522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w-iwLmbYiPc/Sab8XO03QqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/IoPFVIto5KQ/s1600-R/n1239270025_30098350_6769.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
