<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336</id><updated>2009-02-22T16:16:33.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>armed with a paintbrush, needles, and imagination...</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;“The world’s thrown into chaos, earthquakes, fires; but that’s fine, you knit your sock.” -Tom Servo&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-2886407646516978821</id><published>2007-06-02T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:50:23.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is here!</title><content type='html'>Well, year two of college is over, and that means I'm halfway done!  Yay!  Sometimes it's hard to believe that two years of college has gone by.  Sometimes I can't believe the stuff that has changed in a year.  In a year, I've found myself in a new major from what I once believed for most of my life that I was going to do.  Some people I've grown apart from.  Others I've grown closer to.  Especially a certain nerd boy. ;)   I've found that I've grown more outgoing and independent than I was during freshman year, when I spent most of my time in my dorm on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay, I still spend a lot of time on my computer when I'm alone, but I've been spending more time hanging out with friends and just being outside the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My summer so far has been great.  Phil came home with me to stay for the first week, and we had an amazing time.  I of course went through my asthma/allergy hell, but I still had fun.  We went bowling, I showed him some cool places in our area, like Made In Japan, where he wanted to buy everything in the store. ;)  We of course did our usual of playing games together, and my dad even showed him how to ride an ATV and took us out on the trails, where he got to see the hills of Broome County.  Phil loved trying all the local foods like spiedies and Brozetti's pizza, and I got him to try bubble tea.  We even played Scene It against my parents one night, and it was so funny doing a victory dance after they did theirs in front of us the previous game. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I loved having him here.  I don't remember a time I wasn't smiling when he was around, because he was being his sweet self.  He even tucked me in one night because he wanted to, and that was so sweet.  I always woke up before him, even though I was usually up for an extra two hours on my computer after he went to bed, and when he woke up he would come over to me and give me a kiss or a hug, or both.  When he left I tried not to cry at the bus station, and I was able to keep distracted for most of the day, but that evening I cried really hard.  It's funny, I don't think I've cried that hard over someone leaving.  I mean, it's sad when people have to go home, but I just outright bawled.  I felt kinda pathetic, but it also showed how much I missed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My plan right now is to go visit sometime in July, but no date is set.  I am thinking sometime in mid-July, but there's two things I need to plan around.  The Unadilla race is July 15th, and I go every year with Man and my family.  However, Phil's family wants to see me before they go to Florida, and they leave the 21st as far as I know.  I'd like to stay a week like Phil did.  We've got time to figure this out though, so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh, and we're planning on going to see The Birthday Massacre on August 10th!  They're playing at the Blacksun Festival in New Haven, CT, which is a Gothic and Industrial music festival.  It lasts 3 days, but Phil and I just want to see The Birthday Massacre, so we're going for one day.  It should be fun, because I get to goth myself out again.  That's the one time I enjoy wearing makeup. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my summer will just be filled with me keeping myself busy.  I've applied to places for a job, but so far I've heard from nobody.  I've applied to more places than last year, and called and visited places asking about my application, so it's not like I'm jobless through lack of effort.  If I don't get a job, I might do some volunteer work instead.  I've also got many new games and old games to beat, like Twilight Princess, the other endings of Chrono Trigger, Final Fantasy VII, and...Pokemon Diamond.  Stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm also going to do some computer science stuff, like learning a new language or two, and reading up on stuff for my next courses to get a head start.  I'm also thinking of making my own design for this page, or even my own webpage.  Yeah, I know I've talked about a webpage a long time ago, but I kinda want to make my own from scratch just for the hell of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and of course, the Boba Fett costume. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My biggest goal, however, is to relax.  So far I've been having moments this summer with worrying, stressing, and other things, for no real rational reason, and I hate it.  My worrying has gotten in the way, and I do not want that on myself, or to put others through it any longer.  It's going to be hard, because I've always been a worry-wart.  However, if I'm truly going to be happy with myself, then I need to learn when I need to worry, and when I need to just back off.  I've got nothing to worry about in my life:&lt;br /&gt;-I'm in a wonderful relationship that has been making me extremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;-I've got friends who I enjoy being with.&lt;br /&gt;-School has been fun, despite the difficult times, and I love being at college.&lt;br /&gt;-While my health could be better, it could've been a lot worse. :P&lt;br /&gt;-I've got hobbies and interests that make me happy, like knitting and gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I've just got to concentrate more on the good stuff in my life, than worry about the "what if"s in life.  Despite that one factor that needs to be worked on, I've got many things to do this summer to keep my busy, and having fun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-2886407646516978821?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/2886407646516978821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=2886407646516978821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/2886407646516978821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/2886407646516978821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-is-here.html' title='Summer is here!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-7070168767636972458</id><published>2007-04-29T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:24:28.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've learned from the past few months</title><content type='html'>Well, seeing as how I haven't updated this thing in forever, I thought I might do just that. (AKA: I need to study for Calc II, but I hate Calc II, so I want to do this instead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two months, I've realized more and more things I have learned about relationships, and the ones I've been in.  Firstly, I've learned to listen to the voice in my head.  The first two relationships had their good moments, but they were clouded by the bad ones enough that I could not be involved anymore.  There were times that in my mind I was hearing "this isn't right.  Get out now," but I didn't listen.  The first one I waited WAY too long to listen to the little voice.  The second, I acted on it sooner.  It did help in that one though that neither of us felt the same anymore, so it worked out for the best.   I still hang out with the guy, too, which I feel quite lucky about since it's a rarity apparently for people to go from a relationship to friendship with no hard feelings at all.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest mistake was just jumping into dating someone instead of getting to know them first as a friend.  I was able to manage a little with the first one, but I sadly learned about the bad things about him too late, and it hurt.  The second one I saw what I didn't like early on, but tried anyways.  We both realized that we could be friends, but not a couple, because we just acted like friends only, and not really anything more.  So, my advice to you all (AKA: whoever reads this damn thing :P,) is to learn to be friends first.  From my experience, it makes everything so much better.  Phil and I have been friends since freshman year.  We hung out a lot, learned about all the things we had in common, and were there for each other when we had problems and needed someone to talk to.  I've learned so much about him, good and bad, that I was able to see clearly what I would've been getting into if I attempted to date him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?  That was the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been said that the best relationships were friendships first.  I can say with all my heart and soul that this is very true.  It's only been a little over two months into this relationship, and I've felt more connection and affection than I've ever felt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I regret my past relationships.  Far from it.  I savor them as learning experiences.  I've been able to think about what I wanted out of a relationship, and out of life.  I've been able to see what makes me happy and unhappy, and make decisions on what to do.  I noticed as time went on that I was able to be more outspoken about things that were bothering me.  I was too meek at first to say anything, and that caused me months of stress and aggrivating my nervous habits.  Now I only get those habits back over school stuff.  I was also able to gain a few more friends out of the second relationship, and something to do on Friday nights (yay Dungeons and Dragons!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I'm the type of person who likes being given lots of affection.  Things like holding my hand, looking at me for no reason, and small kisses on the hand.  That's what I like.  I love being surprised.  I love being with someone who can act goofy when needed, and serious when appropriate...but mostly goofy.  I also love being reassured when I'm feeling sad that the world isn't ending, and that it'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was having problems in a relationship before, Phil told me that everything was going to be all right.  Fast forward a few months, and he and I are together.  One night, he gave me a hug, smiled, and told me "I told you everything was going to be all right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-7070168767636972458?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/7070168767636972458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=7070168767636972458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/7070168767636972458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/7070168767636972458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-ive-learned-from-past-few-months.html' title='Things I&apos;ve learned from the past few months'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-116485978754818819</id><published>2006-11-29T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:09:48.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently I'm going to Hell...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, read the title of the post. :P  I'm not talking about me breaking one of the Ten Commandments, taking the Lord's name in vain, or anything like that.  Nope, not going to hell for that.  What am I going to Hell for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Dungeons and Dragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the 70's, when D&amp;D first started coming out, some people began to freak out thinking that the people who played it would be able to summon demons or use "real magic" and stuff like that.  A bunch of crap got posted in the media about how kids were killing themselves and/or other people with D&amp;D, parents bought the hype, and were like "RARRRRR, BAN D&amp;amp;D!!!1!  PROTECT THE CHILDREN!!1!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who aren't up with popular culture, Dungeons and Dragons is a role playing game (RPG) where a group of people create fantasy characters on special sheets of paper, roll lots of dice, and have a Dungeon Master (DM) that leads the campaign, tells the story, and walks people through the battles.  Dice is rolled to see if we succeed in doing things, such as using a rope, or attacking a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satanic, isn't it?  (Although my black/grey dice with red numbers is soooooo evil looking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, some people just can't get their heads around the fact that a bunch of people sitting around a table with pieces of paper, dice, and pencils, are not going to summon hellspawn by adding numbers, which is what we do most of the time besides actual roleplaying.  And also unfortunately, people still believe this crap that came up in the 70's today.  There's a comic done by Christian Fundie Jack Chick called Dark Dungeons, where he shows the "evils" of D&amp;D.  Of course the people in the comic don't play the game right at all (you need to roll a dice to see if the theif actually failed to see the trap, Ms. Frost.  You can't just delare them dead.  What kind of DM are you, huh?!)  For the curious, here's a link to the comic: &lt;a href="http://www.chick.com/reading/tracts/0046/0046_01.asp"&gt;Dark Dungeons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm bored and don't feel like working on stuff, let's see how I'm going to Hell based on the campaigns I've participated in, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My first campaign (AKA: Me the newbie):&lt;/span&gt; I played with my brother and his friends, and I was a fighter.  We didn't do much except take TWO HOURS to kill a bunch of goblins, because most of the time was spent with them throwing dice at their heads or humping each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons for going to Hell:&lt;/span&gt;  Murder and homosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rob's Mini Campaign (AKA: "Uhhh...internet?"):&lt;/span&gt; A one-day game by one of my first boyfriend's friends, he was making one for a convention and wanted to test it out on us first.  I was a Rogue.  I of course stole shit from people, including the other theif/swashbuckler.  I threatened the shady NPC wizard to go help the team or I stabbed him in the back.  When the wizard was down, and our Lawful Good paladin was looking away, I stabbed the wizard and stole his stuff.  And of course there was the killing of monsters as usual.  We did almost save the princess, but she was already dead when we found her...whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons for going to Hell:&lt;/span&gt;  Murder and theivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny moment from this campaign:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;(We're fighting some ghost thingys, which can only be hurt by magic.  My rogue stole a wand from the wizard I killed, so he pulls it out and uses his "Use Magic Device" skill to cast spells.  After the battle...)&lt;br /&gt;     Jaque's character:  "Hey, where did you get that wand?"&lt;br /&gt;     Me:  "Uhh...internet?"&lt;br /&gt;     Jaque:  "Okay, let's roll a bluff check."  *rolls die, and so do I.  He sighs*  "I believe that you found that off the internet..."&lt;br /&gt;     Ross:  "Hmmmm, I want to see what this 'internet' thing is..." *rolls die...mind you he has a good skill in this for his character.*  "...I have no clue what the internet is."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ross's Campaign (AKA: "Yay, fire!"):&lt;/span&gt;  During winter break last year I participated in my then-boyfriend's campaign.  I was a sorcerer named Haggis (though we didn't really use names besides our real ones.  I jus put that one down for fun.)  Our group was mostly a bunch of pyros, so we regularly set shit on fire, like shooting fire arrow into bushes for no reason other than they moved.  During our first quest, we ended up killing a band of lizard folk with torches because we thought they burned down the village we saw, and they were heading for our town.  Of course we get to our town and our king is like "Dude, why did you kill my lizard army?"  Oops.  We got thrown out of that town.  Then we trick another lizard army who was pissed off at us for killing their people by giving them a torch that was the "Sacred Fire" of one of our characters's hometown...but it was just a regular torch.  We then went on a side mission to rescue some blink dog pups...which ended in stabbing the owner of the pups, burning down his mansion, and setting the creatures inside free.  Didn't do anything else besides the "killing monsters and doing quests" thingy.  Might've done more with this campaign, but considering I broke up with the DM, I doubt I'll be participating again.  (Which is good, because I threw out my character sheet. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons I'm going to Hell:&lt;/span&gt; Murder, lying, vandalism (Hey, things kinda burn when they're set on fire, okay?), and use of magic, which is a part of witchcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben's Campaign (AKA: "I stole your pants!"):&lt;/span&gt;  Okay, this one I'll definately go to Hell for due to the concept of it alone.  It was an Evil campaign.  We all were evil characters.  I was a Rogue again.  I didn't do much in the campaign because they tended to play on Fridays and Saturdays, which was when I had work.  My character did do a lot of stealing, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons I'm going to Hell:&lt;/span&gt;  Theivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rich's Campaign (AKA: "You get punched in the face."): &lt;/span&gt; My current campaign.  Right now my character is Siver, a Rogue (I love playing Rogues, can't you tell?)  The other characters are/were a half-orc barbarian named Raz (Shane's character, and dead), Seighail the wizard (Gabe's, and dead), Gabe's new character who I forgot the name and vocation (sorry Gabe!), a sorcerer (Chris's, and I forgot the name, too.  Sorry!), and whatever Shane's new character is since he hasn't rolled one up yet. &lt;br /&gt;We've all done bad things in this campaign, but as for Sivir, so far he has:&lt;br /&gt;-Broken out of jail, where I was in there for stealing&lt;br /&gt;-Stole from a drunk guy who was in the jail with us&lt;br /&gt;-Lied to said drunk guy when he confronted me later, accusing me of stealing, and gave him a third of his gold back&lt;br /&gt;-Was basically an ass to our late half-orc Barbarian, Raz, just because I could. ;)&lt;br /&gt;-Drank my ass off in almost every town I've been in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;prohibition&gt;"Alcohol is the Devil's drink!"&lt;/Prohibition Lady&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stole from some travellers who was asking our Wizard for help for their poisoned friend.  (I ended up getting shot in the back for that.)&lt;br /&gt;-Stole from a magic user while I was on the island with all magic users...I could've been put to death/set on fire for doing that, but somehow I rolled a 23.&lt;br /&gt;-Took up Bounty Hunting with my comrades.&lt;br /&gt;-Broke into a house to go interrogate a guy about one of our bounties and his wherabouts.&lt;br /&gt;-Knocked out a woman in said house while she was asleep thinking it was the guy, then tied her to the bed and gagged her so she wouldn't scream and/or go get the town guards.  (Hey, I wasn't the only one who was doing this, shut up. :P)&lt;br /&gt;-Looted the house after someone stole our bounty...unfortunately, the wizard stole more shit than I did.&lt;br /&gt;-One of the items I tried to sell to a pawn shop and kept on being told to get the fuck out by the owners...was a golden urn filled with the grandparent's ashes of the owner of the house.  I ended up dumping them out and selling the urn.  (Hey, I didn't know what I picked up when I was looting, but next time I'm going to check inside anything I see before I steal it.)&lt;br /&gt;-Looted the houses of a ghost town.  (And the sorcerer found the richest house on the street and got more stuff.  What the fuck...)&lt;br /&gt;-I'm partially to blame for the deaths of two other players.  Gabe's character, Seighail, casted a higher level spell than he can safely do, failed his will save, and went nuts.  He started running around like crazy in the burning lighthouse we were in, and I told Raz to knock him out and get him out of there.  (Shane wasn't there to play his character, Raz, so Rich was taking over.)  Raz failed to knock Seighail out, Seighail killed him, and Seighail went running through the town on 2hp, and tried taking on some undead skeletons.  He died.  And Sivir, being a good rogue, looted Seighail's body when he found him.&lt;br /&gt;-Besides the theivery mentioned above, Sivir is also guilty of many other "sleight of hand" moves...and failures.  I fucking swear, he's been punched in the face more times than he's actually succeeded in stealing things.  He's even been shanked with a knife, and ended up laying on the ground until he recovered enough HP to be able to drag himself back to his inn room to rest and heal.  I've been picked on by the guys for this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons I'm going to Hell:&lt;/span&gt; All of the above, and cross-dressing since I'm playing as a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny moment from this campaign:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     (While Seighail and I were going through the house looting stuff, I ran into him.  He wouldn't allow me to steal the jewelry of the lady we tied up because he told her he wouldn't do that, and threatened me with violence if I did.)&lt;br /&gt;      Sivir: But...!&lt;br /&gt;      Seighail: No, you are not allowed to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;      Sivir: But I want to steal stuff!&lt;br /&gt;      Seighail: So go find something else to steal!&lt;br /&gt;      Sivir: I COULDN'T FIND SHIT TO STEAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;      (At this point Seighail has looted many other rooms, and Sivir has found nothing.  Everyone in the room bursts out laughing after my/Sivir's outburst of anger.  Sivir...you suck as a rogue.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, if what the fundies say is true, and D&amp;D is the work of Satan, then I've got my seat on the bus to hell right now.  Which is fine, because apparently we play D&amp;D there.  There's probably a catch to that, though.  Like all we roll...IS ONES!!!  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the comments about how I'm a devil-worshipper or something.  I liiiiiike comments.  Don't make me force you.  Seriously, don't make me come over there and make you type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you asked for it.  *rolls a d20, and comes up with a 1.*  Damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-116485978754818819?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/116485978754818819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=116485978754818819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116485978754818819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116485978754818819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/11/apparently-im-going-to-hell.html' title='Apparently I&apos;m going to Hell...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-116250125806198044</id><published>2006-11-02T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:01:02.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweeeeeeeeen!</title><content type='html'>So, a couple days ago was my most favorite holiday of the year: Halloween.  The chance to dress up like an idiot and not be questioned (too much), to get candy from strangers for no reason other than saying "Trick or Treat," to go to Haunted Houses, and many many other things that make this holiday awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's how my Halloween weekend and Halloween day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we were supposed to play D&amp;D, but we couldn't (again...).  Shane said he had to do something that night, so we were going to play on Saturday (little did we know, Rich, the DM and therefore the one who makes the final call on when/if we play, had no idea about this...whoopsie.)  Anyways, so Chris (who is part of our D&amp;D group), Phil and I went to dinner at Sbarro's.  At Hunt we saw a sign for a free Haunted House and corn maze thingy in Cooperstown.  So, we pack into one of the vans being driven back and forth there, and off we went.  After a long drive, we got there.  It's at the Cooperstown Fun Park, which has an arcade, batting cage, and go-karts, too.  First we ran through the corn maze.  We mostly cheated and ran off the path, but we got to the other end and back.  Next we went into the Haunted House.  The best room was one that had a girl on a table begging us to help her, and Leatherface came and sawed off her hand.  He flung the hand at Chris and it bounced off his chest, which was wicked funny.  Then we raced Go Karts, which the whole time I think all of us pretended we were playing Mario Kart.  There was also a "Cinema Scare" thing where it was an interactive movie.  We basically sat in the theater while a DVD played and things came out at us (and I tossed one of the rubber spiders thrown at us over my shoulder at the girls behind us.  Fun times. :))  Anyways, then we just played arcade games and waited to go back.  When I got back I played a couple rounds of Mixed Match on Tetris &amp; Dr. Mario with Phil, then hung out with Rich and Gabe until 5am.  The only bad part about this day besides no D&amp;D was that I lost my cell phone in the corn maze.  Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, alas, no D&amp;D again.  Phil came over and he, Briana and I watched The Wizard.  Afterwards Phil and I went downtown to Eckard so I can grab some Halloween stuff.  Phil was supposed to go out with Gabe and Shane to a party, but plans changed.  Phil still wanted to go out though, so I said I'd go with him.  I threw together a rediculous costume that consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;-Black t-shirt saying "I'm like a superhero with no powers or motivation."&lt;br /&gt;-White long sleeve shirt underneath.&lt;br /&gt;-Plaid pyjama pants.&lt;br /&gt;-7-up boxers over the pants.&lt;br /&gt;-Combat boots with pants tucked into them.&lt;br /&gt;-Brightly colored beach towel hanging on me like a cape.&lt;br /&gt;-Hair in pigtails.&lt;br /&gt;-Two different pairs of big earrings.&lt;br /&gt;-Tiara&lt;br /&gt;-And lastly, facepaint.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has a facebook has seen this picture.  When I went upstairs to meet up with Phil and see who else was going with us, Rich opened the door, looked at me funny, said "What the fuck?!", and tried to shut the door in my face.  Chris ended up coming with us dressed as a pizza.  We at first were waiting for one group of people to go, but they took too long so we just left.  We all ended up going to the same house anyways, though. :)  We chilled out there for about two hours before we left and came back.  Got a sub from Mills, watched a couple episodes of MASH with Rich and Shane, and then I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday sucked.  There was no D&amp;D again, and for some reason I just wasn't in a good mood to begin with, so I was getting really pissed about this since it that made it the 4th week straight of no D&amp;amp;D.  We've only played twice so far this semester.  I was tempted to burn my character sheet, but my senses caught up to me before I could get the lighter.  I felt really unmotivated, so I basically just sat around all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween I planned on running around campus dressed up as a Ghostbuster.  I got the costume on, and went to breakfast like that.  Unfortunately, my stomach was bothering me, and I got overheated, so in the middle of my Programming class I had to take off the costume.  :(  So, I ran around my classes in my pj pants, boots, and a black t-shirt.  My Women's Studies discussion group was disappointed when I didn't show up in costume, but they understood.  After class I went downtown with Abby to get some stuff for her to wear while trick or treating.  Then I went to dinner with Phil, Chris, Gabe, and Rob (guy from Hulbert).  Afterwards, Shane, Sam (Shane's gf), and Abby joined us, and we went out trick or treating!  Here's what we were dressed up as:&lt;br /&gt;-Me: Ghostbuster, complete with inflatable Proton Pack.&lt;br /&gt;-Phil: Luigi&lt;br /&gt;-Chris: Giant Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;-Gabe: Wore Roman armor that he made himself, and it looked AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;-Shane: Wrapped his bedsheets around him and went as a philosopher.&lt;br /&gt;-Sam: Marylin Monroe&lt;br /&gt;-Abby: Ghost of Christmas Past&lt;br /&gt;-Rob: Mobster.&lt;br /&gt;The first couple houses had nothing, but once we got to one with candy we started getting a lot.  Here's a few things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;-A few times when someone said to take one piece of candy, Phil took a handful. :P&lt;br /&gt;-When we were walking away from one house, a guy with a mask who was shuffling along weridly jumps at Gabe, and keeps on shoving up against him while screaming.  Gabe was like "wtf?!", and Shane slams the guy away from him and the guy falls into a couple of little girls.  There was a stunned moment of "WTF just happened?!" and us laughing about it.  Poor Gabe.&lt;br /&gt;-Phil and I getting being told by a woman that we had "such nice parents for getting us these costumes."  We didn't mention that we were college sofmores. :P&lt;br /&gt;-Seeing two guys dressed up as boobs...literally.&lt;br /&gt;-Shane chasing after the bus when we tried to get on it and it took off without us.  He ran a block before falling to his knees crying "Nooooooo!"  Luckily a bus pulled up after that.&lt;br /&gt;-By the time he went back to Hulbert later, Phil had rubbed the black hairspray he had on all over his face, so he looked like a coal miner. :P&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we hung out upstairs, gave away the candy we didn't like to other people, ordered Dominoes, and played some Smash Bros Melee before we all retired for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all, those days were fun (minus Sunday...)  And now...CANDY!  *eats a tootsie roll*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-116250125806198044?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/116250125806198044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=116250125806198044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116250125806198044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116250125806198044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloweeeeeeeeen.html' title='Halloweeeeeeeeen!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-116154908765767043</id><published>2006-10-22T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:31:28.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boba Fett update #1</title><content type='html'>I got my helmet!  The problem is, I got it about 3-4 days later than I should've.  I paid about $13 extra for shipping to get priority 2-3 day shipping.  I got it in 5-6 days.  :/    Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I forgot to take some "before" pictures before I started to work on it, but here's a pic I found online of what it looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/BobaFettRubies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/BobaFettRubies.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;The paint job sucked, the visor was crap and I could only see a little bit out of it, it's not as "wide" as the movie Fett helmet, and I couldn't move the rangefinder up.  Somehow Rich got the finder to move up, and he got bored while Chris and I were playing Star Wars Battlefront II, and used a pocketknife and pliers to rip off most of the clear plastic on the visor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent most of the day at the art building.  I used a Dremel and cut off the rest of the visor, and sanded off the plastic pieces left on.  I also sanded the whole helmet, and the copyright info off the back of the helmet.  I spray painted the brown parts of the helmet a burgandy color.  That paint took only 15 minutes to dry, but the green paint was regular spray paint, so it is still drying despite me painting it at around 11pm last night.  It's dry enough to touch, but I got a little green on my fingers from touching certain places on it.  I REALLY want to put the paint damage on it, but I have to wait until the paint is completely dry since I'm not sure if the painter's tape will pull off any paint.  The red I'm sure won't come off, but the green...just to be safe, I'm waiting until either tomorrow or sometime later in the week depending on the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheek area between the red and the green still needs to be painted, but it looks great so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/DSC00110.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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/DSC00111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/DSC00111.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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/DSC00112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/DSC00112.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;Once I'm done with the paint job, I'll be putting in the new visor. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-116154908765767043?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/116154908765767043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=116154908765767043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116154908765767043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116154908765767043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/10/boba-fett-update-1.html' title='Boba Fett update #1'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-116041958968390304</id><published>2006-10-09T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T14:49:51.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>+1 to my nerdiness rating...</title><content type='html'>For awhile I've been wanting to make a certain costume just because it'd be awesome, but I was thinking I'd start working on it next summer since I'd have more money and time.  Yesterday, after being inspired to begin it by seeing Rich making the armor for this character out of sheet metal because he was bored, I bought this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;url=http: ih="013&amp;amp;item=230034367454&amp;rd=1&amp;amp;sspagename=strk%3amewn%3ait&amp;rd=1"&gt;&lt;/url=http:&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;amp;ih=013&amp;item=230034367454&amp;amp;rd=1&amp;sspagename=STRK%3AMEWN%3AIT&amp;amp;rd=1"&gt;w00t!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentleman...I'm gonna be Boba fucking Fett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there is no way in hell this will be done for Halloween this year, but that's fine.  This costume would just be awesome to have.  The helmet is going to be repainted, the visor replaced, and just fixed up in general.  The hardest part of this costume is probably going to be finding a jumpsuit that not only fits me well, but is also the right color and style.  The armor is not going to be made with sheet metal like Rich's is, but Sintra, which is a special PVC plastic that I can put in boiling water to make it soft and then form it over a mold.  Can't work on the armor here since the dorm hall has no stove, so it'll be a special project to work on over breaks or when I go home on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I got the helmet.  Sometimes I have a tendency to say I'm going to make things, but never follow through with it...well, now that I'm getting the helmet, I'm more likely to work on it.  There will be cursing over the process, and the fact I might have a hard time finding some materials, but hopefully in the end I will be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm going to be one short-ass Boba Fett.  (I'm 5'2", he's 6'. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the curious, here's the sites that talk about ways to make the costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skaines.com/fett/"&gt;http://www.skaines.com/fett/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tk409.com/fett.html"&gt;http://www.tk409.com/fett.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jedi-academy.com/fett_tips.html"&gt;http://www.jedi-academy.com/fett_tips.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobafett.com/manual/costume/"&gt;http://www.bobafett.com/manual/costume/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the comments about how nerdy I am, please. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: If you don't know who Boba Fett is...sit your ass down in front of a TV, watch all 6 Star Wars films, and don't talk to me until you're done, got it?  Good.) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-116041958968390304?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/116041958968390304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=116041958968390304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116041958968390304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116041958968390304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/10/1-to-my-nerdiness-rating.html' title='+1 to my nerdiness rating...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-116024911084105301</id><published>2006-10-07T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:25:10.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently in the computer lab of my dorm, working on a project for programming.  I look at the time, and it says 3:14.  The first thing in my mind is this:  "Mmmm, pie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm nerdy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of nerdy, Weird Al's new song, "White and Nerdy," is about 10000 degrees of awesomeness.  Go to my Myspace to hear it since it's now my profile song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm hoping there's some tasty pie for dinner at Wilsbach.  Preferably apple or chocolate pudding...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-116024911084105301?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/116024911084105301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=116024911084105301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116024911084105301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/116024911084105301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-currently-in-computer-lab-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115981232552393393</id><published>2006-10-02T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:05:25.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juuuuust avoiding work. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Who is the last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;  I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you were drafted into a war, would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;  Hell no. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever drank milk straight out of the carton?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever won a spelling bee?&lt;br /&gt;  Never participated in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How fast can you type?&lt;br /&gt;Very. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;  Awesome show. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When is the last time you chose a bath over a shower?&lt;br /&gt;  A long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you knock on wood?&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you drinking anything right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you hoola hoop?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, just haven't done that in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you good at keeping secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Maaaaaaaaybe. ;)  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What do you want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;  Probably a Nintendo DS Lite  (Damn you Square-Enix for making FFIII for the DS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you know the Muffin Man?&lt;br /&gt;  Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who wrote the book of love?&lt;br /&gt;  No one, because there are no set rules of love. Everyone loves differently. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever flown a kite?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you consider yourself successful?&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. How many people are on your contact list of your cell?&lt;br /&gt;  13 entries, but some are for the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever asked for a pony?&lt;br /&gt;  Nah, I'm allergic to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;  Go back to Oneonta, decorate my dorm a little, then see if the guys are playing Mario Kart DD or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. When was the last time you told someone 'I love you'?&lt;br /&gt;  My dad before he left on his business trip to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, so-so I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you black?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever been suspended or expelled from school?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;  Hanging out with people at college again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;  Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever eaten dog food?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;  I try to take in some truthiness everyday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like green eggs and ham?&lt;br /&gt;  I try not to poison myself, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What 3 things you always bring w/ you to places?&lt;br /&gt;  My cell phone, my mp3 player, and my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Any cool scars?&lt;br /&gt;  One on my lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you like or have a crush on anyone? Do they know?&lt;br /&gt;  My, aren't we nosey?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. How many kids do you plan on having?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What do you do when no one is watching?&lt;br /&gt;  I listen to my mp3 player and pace around the room like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;  Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there something/someone you want that you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everyone have one of these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Three things about the opposite sex that you first notice?&lt;br /&gt;  Height, hair, smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Who are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;  People. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who did you last hug?&lt;br /&gt;My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Where is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;  Right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;  Blueberry Toaster Struedels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Favorite Color?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What is the last movie watched?&lt;br /&gt;  Dracula: Dead and Loving It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What song do you currently hear?&lt;br /&gt;The random music they play on Fox News since my mom is watching it in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;  Many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Would you ever date anyone on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;  (Uh, in reference to my Myspace list if you people are curious).  And the answer is already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What TV Show are you watching?&lt;br /&gt;  None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What is your cell phone number?&lt;br /&gt;  Something with a 0 in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I rarely update this thing anymore.  :P  Anyways, lots of things happening lately.  Like the freaking out thing in the previous post...well, I'm currently riding the single train again.  It's okay though, Rich and I are still friends, and just before we left for break this weekend I was hanging out with him and participating in his Dungeons and Dragons campaign, where we ended the night by having a few of our characters get into a drinking contest.  Gabe's and mine's passed out vomiting, and Shane's wandered off wasted and looking for some steak to eat.  Fun times.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115981232552393393?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115981232552393393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115981232552393393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115981232552393393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115981232552393393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/10/juuuuust-avoiding-work.html' title='Juuuuust avoiding work. ;)'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115777720181750009</id><published>2006-09-09T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T00:46:42.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything you'd need to know about me</title><content type='html'>Seeing as how I haven't updated this damn thing in over a month, I decided to give you guys something to read.  I stole this survey from Phil's blog on Myspace.  Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;200. My middle name is:  Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;199. I was born on:  March 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;198. I am:  A girl who loves to be creative, and play video games for many hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;197. My cell phone is: A Motorola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;196. My eye color is: Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;195. My shoe size is: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;194. My ring size is: 5 or 5 1/2, can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;193. My height is: 5'2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;192. I am allergic to: Pets, pollen, ragweed, some antibiotic...I hate allergies. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;191. I was born in: A hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;190. I live in: A house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;189. The last book I read:  For fun, "Interview With The Vampire" by Anne Rice.  For class, something for my Women's Studies course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;188. My Bed Is: In front of me, and covered in pretty purple sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;186. I am glad I'm my sex because: Girls don't compare vagina size. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;185. I have the most fun: With friends, and just doing things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;184. I am: tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;182. I am afraid of: Needles, dying, and being afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;181. The best position is: Laying down, snuggling one of my pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;180.  What song are you listening to right now: Nothing, but the last thing I listened to was one of my quadmate's Beatles CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;179. My favorite Holiday is: Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;178. What are you eating right now: Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;177. The last cd I got: A burned copy of the Broadway show "The Last 5 Years."  Still gotta listen to it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;176. Last song that made me cry was: "Mad World" by Gary Jules.  It's the last song at the end of Donnie Darko, and I always cry at the end of the movie because of that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;175. Favorite song: "Aerials" by System of a Down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;174. Do you drink: Not often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;173. What's your favorite drink: Dunno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;172. What's your favorite food: Almost anything with cheese on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;171. Favorite restaurant: Sharky's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;170. What did you do last night? Hung out with Rich, then chilled with my quadmates for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:::::I Do (YES)/Do Not (NO) Believe In:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Love at first sight?  I believe in lust at first sight, but not love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;141. Luck?  Yep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;140. Fate? Maybe, I'm not sure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;139. God? Undecided.&lt;br /&gt;138. Aliens? Yep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;137. Heaven?  Not heaven per say...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;136. Hell? Nope&lt;br /&gt;135. Ghosts? Yep&lt;br /&gt;134. Horoscopes? Nah, but they're fun to read.&lt;br /&gt;133. Soulmates? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:::::Which is Better?:::::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;129. Hugs or Kisses? Can't decided, it just depends on the moment really.&lt;br /&gt;128. Drunk or High: Drunk, because being high is completly dumb.&lt;br /&gt;127. Phone or Online: Online&lt;br /&gt;126. Red heads or Black hair: Black&lt;br /&gt;125. Blondes or Brunettes: Brunette&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;124. Hot or Cold: Cool&lt;br /&gt;123. summer or winter: Summer&lt;br /&gt;121. Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;120. Night or Day: Night&lt;br /&gt;119. Oranges or Apples: Apples&lt;br /&gt;118. Curly or Straight hair: Straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:::::Here's What I Think About:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. Abortion: Pro-choice&lt;br /&gt;115. Backstabbers: Blah&lt;br /&gt;114. Parents: Some people should be, and some people shouldn't be...unfortunately, there are more of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::Last time I:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Kissed someone: Couple weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102.  Married someone: I'm married to my creativity, does that count? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101. Saw someone: Rich and Gabe just left about half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. Cried in front of someone: Brianna, my roomate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Grew: Mentally, recently.  Physically...fuck that. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::MISC::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Who is the ditziest person you know: Awwww, do I have to choose one? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Who makes you laugh the most: The guys upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82. The thing I don't understand is: How things can get so confusing sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. What magazaines do you read: Not much, but I like reading Time when I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. The most unsatisfactory answer I've ever received: Eh, prefer not to tell that one.  Sorry. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Best answer you've ever received: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. This summer I: Hung out with my friends, worked on many projects, talked to Rich online everyday, and worked a little at JCPenney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. The thing I will really miss when I leave home is: My family, and my doggy.  I also miss my friends, especially when I'm feeling lonely here. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76. The thing that I'm looking forward to the most: Getting things worked out for me, including me calming down about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. The thing that I'm not looking forward to is: Actually working on stuff. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Tomorrow: I'm getting a futon for the common room, a microwave, and Nessa is coming to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Today: Showered, did laundry, played games with Rich and Phil, watched movies with the guys, and had fun with a Diet Coke and Mentos and chilling in the blacklight in my common room because Rich, Gabe, and I didn't want to watch the next movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Next Summer: I want a job that has me work for more than 4 damn hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Next Week: Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. People call me: Jess mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. The person who knows the most about me is: Nessa, Man, or my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. The person that can read me best is: Everyone, because I'm horrible at hiding things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. The most difficult thing to do is: Get the courage to speak up, or get myself to stop freaking out about things that aren't freak-out-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. I have gotten a speeding ticket:  No, but I did get a parking ticket once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Zodiac sign: Piecies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. What are you wearing: Light pink t-shirt with Gizmo on it, and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. What time did you go to sleep: Around 11 last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. What do you think of this survey so far: Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. First time you had a crush: 2nd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Right now I am talking to: Nobody.  I'm so unloved. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. What is your dream job?: Video game programmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. First job?: Used to babysit, but my first real job was as a working slave in the men's department at JCPenney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. I have these pets: Doggy named Paddy, and a beta fish named Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. I hope: Life goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. The worst sound in the world: The sound of someone being upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. The person that makes me cry the most is: Myself, because I freak out about stuff for no good reason usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Florida or Hawaii: Only been to Florida, so that I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. favorite piece of clothing: Nice t-shirts (not too tight, not too loose), and baggy pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. My favorite sport is: Motocross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Last time I cried: A couple days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. My friends are: Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. My computer is: Laptop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. The school I go to is: Oneonta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Last person i got mad at: Myself, and someone else, but they might read my blog so I won't mention them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. My worst drinking experience was: Drinking in a bar in Scotland on an empty stomach, and they had no food there, so I was sick the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. The all-time best movie is: Alien&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. The all-time best thing in the world is: Creativity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. The most annoying thing ever is: Not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HOW YOU FEEL....&lt;br /&gt;18. The most annoying person you know is: EVERYONE!!!!!!111!!1  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. I lose all respect for people who: Just don't respect themselves, so they fuck themselves over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. The movies I have cried at are:  Lots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Do you like love:&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. TV shows you watch: Law and Order, Law and Order SVU, My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Do you have a crush on a celebrity: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who wants to be: A Millionare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. The worst pain I was ever in was: My first heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. My favorite phrase: As I'm playing games, you'll hear me say "Fuck!!!!" quite a bit. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. My room is: Pwetty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. My favorite celebrity is: Chad Reed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. my weakness is: Worrying/thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What turns me on is: People having fun and making me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Who broke your heart: Sony...damn PS3 being $600...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. One thing that makes you feel great is: Completing something in a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. I filled out 200 questions because: I'm bored, the guys left, two of my quadmates are out of town, and the other is out partying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115777720181750009?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115777720181750009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115777720181750009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115777720181750009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115777720181750009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/09/everything-youd-need-to-know-about-me.html' title='Everything you&apos;d need to know about me'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115483308141352595</id><published>2006-08-05T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:58:01.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes on a Blog</title><content type='html'>What's just as cool as Snakes on a Plane, the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a Plane, the novel, which my parents just gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115483308141352595?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115483308141352595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115483308141352595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115483308141352595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115483308141352595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/08/snakes-on-blog.html' title='Snakes on a Blog'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115350777004334106</id><published>2006-07-21T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:49:30.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baa baa black sheep...</title><content type='html'>I found the cutest thing while out on another yarn shopping expedition.  I thought I could only find this online, but I saw it at the first lys I went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sheep tape measure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/DSC00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/DSC00077.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;There's white ones and black ones, but the black ones are hard to find.  Considering I found a whole basket full of them, I decided to get the black one while I can.  To get to the measuring tape, just pull its tail and it comes out.  To retract it, squeeze it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute!!!!!! :-D  I'm gonna pick up the white one sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other knitting updates:&lt;br /&gt;-Made one sock of Pomatomus from Knitty in a bright pink.  Looks nice, and fits well. :)&lt;br /&gt;-Frogged the Skully sweater I was making with the Lopi yarn, and restarted it with Wool-Ease Chunky.  It's much softer, machine washable, and I'll be able to wear it without needing a long sleeve shirt underneath it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also put what will be my last day at JCPenney.  I was originally planning to give myself a week off before school started, but seeing as how I'm scheduled very few hours anyways, I decided to just work that week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115350777004334106?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115350777004334106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115350777004334106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115350777004334106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115350777004334106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/07/baa-baa-black-sheep.html' title='Baa baa black sheep...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115258699941249572</id><published>2006-07-10T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:06:57.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of yarn am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:414; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind of yarn are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/bisybackson/1075526192_zzermerino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are Merino Wool.You are very easygoing and sweet. People like to keep you close because you are so softhearted. You love to be comfortable and warm from your head to your toes.  &lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/bisybackson/quizzes/What+kind+of+yarn+are+you%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/bisybackson/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=392653"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, not much to update.  I do have one or two projects done/almost done, but I don't feel like posting pics right now.  Bwah.  :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115258699941249572?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115258699941249572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115258699941249572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115258699941249572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115258699941249572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-kind-of-yarn-am-i.html' title='What kind of yarn am I?'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115142860274085400</id><published>2006-06-27T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:24:36.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a couple notes</title><content type='html'>-The Schoolies are rockin' Trivia lately. Second place twice in a row! One week with 196.5 points, and yesterday with 80-pi (we were one of two teams to get the last question right, which was why our score was so low. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Interview With The Vampire is an amazing book. I was so into reading it one night that I stayed up reading until my eyes were so tired that the words were all blurry on the page. I went out and bought The Vampire Lestat and Queen of The Damned so I can continue the series when I'm done with that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've got two more squares done on my shawl, the body and the base of the penguin done, and I started making this afghan in a yarn that Man gave me for Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freepatterns.com/fp_pdfs/Other/Knitting/cables_coming_going.pdf"&gt;http://www.freepatterns.com/fp_pdfs/Other/Knitting/cables_coming_going.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/penguinwip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/penguinwip.jpg" 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;The penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/shawlwip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/shawlwip.jpg" 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;The shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/shawldetail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/shawldetail.jpg" 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;Detail shot of the shawl. The flash washed it out, so I took the photo without flash, which is why the color is darker. But you can see the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/blanketwip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/blanketwip.jpg" 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;Here's the blanket! The yarn is Caron Rainbow Dreams in the Jet Stream color. This blanket is made with holding two strands of yarn together, which is why there's two skeins in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/blanketdetail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/blanketdetail.jpg" 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;Detail shot of the pattern in the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm almost done with Kingdom Hearts!!!!! I can go finish the game and beat the last boss, but I want to do the sidequests and get some other things done so I can get the secret ending. :) Other than that, plus beating the GBA game, Kingdom Hearts II is on the horizon. Yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I can think of for now, so I'll leave you with a picture of my little dog, Paddy, that will make you go "awww."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/puppy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/puppy.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;Awwwwwwwww! :D&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/puppy.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115142860274085400?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115142860274085400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115142860274085400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115142860274085400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115142860274085400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-couple-notes.html' title='Just a couple notes'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115066472023207498</id><published>2006-06-18T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:05:20.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutter happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; So, after buying myself my first digital camera, I've been having fun playing with it. And I also decided to take some pictures of a couple of my WIPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/shawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/shawl.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/shawl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Mitered Squares Triangle Shawl. I'm making it out of Lion Brand Pound of Love yarn in denim blue. Basically it's being made one square at a time, and I'm attaching it by picking up stitches along the sides of the already made squares. It starts flat, but as I go along it makes a V shape as I knit a couple stitches together every other row. It's started from the bottom of the shawl up, so the last thing being made is the top of it.  I'm still going for making the 72 inch wide version, but we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/penguininprogress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/penguininprogress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the stuffed baby penguin chick for Rich. I'm using the same acrylic yarn, Canadiana, that I used in the first one, but I'm also using JoAnn Fabric's "Mink" yarn, which is why it looks so fuzzy soft. :) This part is the body and the head of the penguin. It'll look adorable once it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all. I leave you now with a picture of Joel acting like a tough guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/joelrawr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RARRR! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115066472023207498?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115066472023207498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115066472023207498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115066472023207498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115066472023207498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/shutter-happy.html' title='Shutter happy'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115025630992514248</id><published>2006-06-13T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:38:29.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Feed Me!"</title><content type='html'>Rich's penguin went on a fish-eating binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/threequarterspenguin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/sidepenguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Isn't it even cuter? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115025630992514248?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115025630992514248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115025630992514248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115025630992514248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115025630992514248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/feed-me.html' title='&quot;Feed Me!&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115022659374659278</id><published>2006-06-13T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T15:23:13.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Come out, come out, wherever you are..."</title><content type='html'>I've been on pretty much a vampire craze right now.  More specifically an Anne Rice vampire craze.  I've been listening to the Queen of the Damned soundtrack constantly, and watched the movie a few days ago.  So, in the middle of my knitting supply shopping expedition, I stopped at Barnes and Noble and bought &lt;em&gt;Interview With The Vampire&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I've been wanting to read this book for awhile, so this should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bites*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115022659374659278?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115022659374659278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115022659374659278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115022659374659278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115022659374659278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/come-out-come-out-wherever-you-are.html' title='&quot;Come out, come out, wherever you are...&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-115004875294597181</id><published>2006-06-11T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:59:12.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished Object time.  Yaaaay!</title><content type='html'>I have finished three projects recently; a dice bag, the super-secret-project, and a new one that took me a day to finish. For your viewing pleasure, here's pics of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/dicebag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First up, the dice bag. It was fun to do, and I like it. It's a drawstring bag, so I i-corded a drawstring for it. The colors are supposed to be red, black, and white, but the camera made the colors come out funky, and I couldn't really fix it in photoshop. Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next up is the super-secret-project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/husky2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a stuffed husky dog! This was part of my birthday present to Man, so I couldn't talk about it on here since she's the one that probably reads my blog the most. I made the husky out of Frog Tree alpaca yarn, and it's wicked soft! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/husky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awwwwww! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly, my newest project. A few days ago I showed Rich a pattern for a penguin online, and some from my stuffed animal book. Since he really liked penguins, he asked me to make one, or a lot, for him. :) So, after a journey to find the right yarn, and almost a whole day of knitting and sewing, I made this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/200/penguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really cute!  I used the same beady little eyes that I had on the husky.  The picture in the pattern shows the penguin as being more pudgy: &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter04/PATTpasha.html"&gt;http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter04/PATTpasha.html&lt;/a&gt;, plus the penguin seems to not hold its shape a little, so it needs just a wee bit more stuffing.  Other than that, Rich was really happy when I showed him the pictures of the penguin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all, and now I'm going to continue working on what would've been my poncho, but is now going to be this lovely shawl: &lt;a href="http://www.straw.com/cpy/patterns/merino-stripes-miter-shawl.html"&gt;http://www.straw.com/cpy/patterns/merino-stripes-miter-shawl.html&lt;/a&gt;  Yaaaay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-115004875294597181?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/115004875294597181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=115004875294597181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115004875294597181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/115004875294597181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/finished-object-time-yaaaay.html' title='Finished Object time.  Yaaaay!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114970046813437695</id><published>2006-06-07T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T13:14:28.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn comments</title><content type='html'>Well, it was brought to my attention once again that my comments were fucked up again.  The problem is now fixed...again.  So if you tried leaving commets you are able to do so...again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114970046813437695?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114970046813437695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114970046813437695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114970046813437695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114970046813437695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-comments.html' title='Damn comments'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114938242949728314</id><published>2006-06-03T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:53:49.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like crack!</title><content type='html'>So, I broke my little rule of not buying anymore games until I finish one, and bought Yoshi's Island for Gameboy Advance (GBA.)  I've played the game before, only on the SNES, and I remembered it when I saw it at Circuit City.  So I picked it up a couple days ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this game!  It may look kiddie with the bright colors, but that may just be an effect from the drugs that seeps through the gameboy from the cartridge to make me want to keep going back and playing this game until I get 100% on all the levels...which I've done so far on world 1, by the way. ;)  It's an earlier version of Yoshi's Story, and I can see the things borrowed from it to make that N64 game.  The story behind Yoshi's Island is that Yoshi has to take baby Mario and reunite him with baby Luigi, all while avoiding the evil Kamek, who tried to kidnap both the brothers in the first place.  There's also a Mario Bros Classic game on here, which is really an updated version of the VS game in Mario 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up until 2:30am the first day I bought this playing both of these games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114938242949728314?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114938242949728314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114938242949728314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114938242949728314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114938242949728314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-like-crack.html' title='It&apos;s like crack!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114901539890993087</id><published>2006-05-30T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T14:56:38.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me so happy!</title><content type='html'>Two good things happened today while I was out shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Found Kingdom Hearts II at Target on sale for $38.  Even though I'm not done with the first one or the GBA game, I picked it up.  Better than waiting until I'm done and then getting it for $50, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bought the original Metriod game for GBA at Circuit City.  Thought I was going to pay $15 for it, but the sale there was still going on, so I paid $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked sweet day today.  And now, off to make a late lunch and play Metriod.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114901539890993087?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114901539890993087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114901539890993087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114901539890993087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114901539890993087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/me-so-happy.html' title='Me so happy!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114886476491862105</id><published>2006-05-28T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:06:32.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecisive knitter</title><content type='html'>So, I've abandoned my idea for an afghan after going through about 10 different patterns and getting one row done before saying "Nah, changed my mind," and now I'm making this poncho:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEspring04/PATTglamouflage.html"&gt;http://knitty.com/ISSUEspring04/PATTglamouflage.html&lt;/a&gt; Don't worry, it's not in the same colors, or with any fun fur yarn. The main color of it will be denim blue, with white yarn replacing the spots where the fun fur is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not actually sure if I look good in a poncho...oh well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114886476491862105?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114886476491862105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114886476491862105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114886476491862105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114886476491862105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/indecisive-knitter.html' title='Indecisive knitter'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114876628799557445</id><published>2006-05-27T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:44:48.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...</title><content type='html'>I have way too many knitting projects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Two dice bags made with sock yarn: One just needs the bottom, and the other is about 1/5 done.&lt;br /&gt;-Cardigan for my mom in a soft fuzzy yarn: I've got about 6 inches of the back done.&lt;br /&gt;-Super-secret-project-that-I-should've-finished-by-now: 70% done.&lt;br /&gt;-Felted bag in rainbow yarn: It was about 1/5 done, but it's going to be frogged and put on hold.&lt;br /&gt;-Skully sweater: The back is almost done, but it's on hold because working with pure wool in the summer wouldn't be too good.&lt;br /&gt;-Afghan that I started last night: Barely started.  I'm going to make a bunch of little squares with different stitch patterns, alternating between denim blue and antique white, and long strips of a solid color, and sew them together.  I'll need about 10 squares per row, each square is 4" long, and I don't know how many rows of the little squares I'm doing.  I have two done.&lt;br /&gt;-Silk hat I started months ago: No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just know I'm going to start one or two more projects before I finish any of these.  That's just me I guess. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114876628799557445?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114876628799557445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114876628799557445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114876628799557445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114876628799557445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/wow.html' title='Wow...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114866550177278885</id><published>2006-05-26T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:45:01.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Gen Game Consoles (AKA: Sorry Sony...)</title><content type='html'>So, as most of you know, I love my Playstation 2.  I love my Final Fantasy games on it, and I love a lot of my Playstation games.  We may have an XBox, but I only play it for Halo 2, and we don't own a Gamecube.  Naturally you'd think I'd be jumping up and down excited to get a Playstation 3, especially with the announcements of Final Fantasy XII and XIII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it looks like I'll be passing up on the PS3 for a long time.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.)  The damn thing costs over $600 for the GOOD package.  The basic core package, which has very little in it, costs $500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.)  The games will cost $70.  I hate paying $50 for games, and 20 bucks tacked on to the pricetag doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.) $600?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.) There are rumors that the PS3 will have a system on it where when you first play a game on it, it'll read a code off the disk, and that disk will become only playable for that system.  This means no used games, and no borrowing games or lending them out to people.  Also, if your PS3 breaks down (which a lot of Playstations have the tendency to do apparently), you're S.O.L. with playing the games you have, and would have to buy new ones to play them again.  It's still a rumor, but Sony did recently patent this technology, so who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.) $600!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I might be passing up on the PS3 for quite some time.  I wasn't planning on getting it right away until the latest Final Fantasy game came out for PS3, but still...my PS2 is working fine, so whatever.  I found my PS2 slim to be expensive at almost $130.  So, if there's any next-generation console I'll be getting anytime soon, it's going to be the more reasonable Nintendo Wii, which is $200 because Nintendo is, I dunno, SMART!  (Plus for Super Smash Brothers Brawl and the very fun game Mario Kart: Double Dash for Gamecube.  I blame Phil for having me play and end up loving that game.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end, and now back to knitting my dice bag, which I realized yesterday is going to be the same colors as my college colors.  Yay, Red Dragons! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114866550177278885?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114866550177278885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114866550177278885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114866550177278885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114866550177278885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/next-gen-game-consoles-aka-sorry-sony.html' title='Next Gen Game Consoles (AKA: Sorry Sony...)'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114750250690676604</id><published>2006-05-13T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:26:43.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane Happiness</title><content type='html'>Remember the guy I mentioned in the post titled "Late Night Stroll"?  Well, his name is Richard, we are now dating, and I am one extremely happy little artist/knitter/gamer/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114750250690676604?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114750250690676604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114750250690676604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114750250690676604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114750250690676604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/insane-happiness.html' title='Insane Happiness'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114695489869910014</id><published>2006-05-06T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:33:08.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>F.E.A.R.</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I just picked up the PC game that I wanted to get for quite a while. It's a first person shooter game called F.E.A.R. that is supposed to be really scary. I can't wait to try it, but I've also got many other games to play, including ones I borrowed from someone, which I should probably get to first. (And some of those are Final Fantasy games, which means I'll be busy for awhile. ;) ) I also suspect my brother will steal my laptop from me a few times to play this game since his computer most likely won't be able to support it. Oh well, I'll just steal his Xbox when he does. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Holy shit!  I just opened the box and saw that I have 5 DISKS to install on my computer!  What the fuck?!  Is this like a Final Fantasy game where I have to switch disks when I get to a certain point?  If so, damn this is going to be a long game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114695489869910014?l=artscream22.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114695489869910014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114695489869910014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114695489869910014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114695489869910014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/fear.html' title='F.E.A.R.'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01728805776942528622'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>