<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:35:55.590-04:00</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?max-results=100'/><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=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114676311513259607</id><published>2006-05-04T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:18:35.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night strolls</title><content type='html'>You know, walking around campus from 12:30am t0 2:45am can be a lot of fun.  :)  Yep, I was out walking around last night with someone I had been talking to online.  He was in my Western Civ class last semester, but we hadn't talked a lot until recently.  He was talking to me on Phil's screenname a couple days ago, and it's great to get to know another person who likes Transformers.  Anyway, it was a fun night, and I surprisingly wasn't too tired for my 10am class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114676311513259607?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114676311513259607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114676311513259607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114676311513259607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114676311513259607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/05/late-night-strolls.html' title='Late night strolls'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114642820924243647</id><published>2006-04-30T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:16:49.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful day.  Nice, sunny, warm...and I'm stuck inside doing stats work.  I also have no pairs of shorts except the ones I wore for softball and my boxers, despite the fact I did bring tank tops here.  My reasoning was that it'll be too cold for shorts, and even if it did get warmer I can live on pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I got to spend some time outside making up some work for drawing class since my final portfolio is due on Wednesday.  I hate doing landscape drawings, always did since drawing in 10th grade and the watercolor paintings in 11th.  I hate drawing trees, and shrubs, and grass, and anything like that.  It's just not my thing.  But, alas, I must venture forth and complete this assignment if I wish to recieve an A on my portfolio and my sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that while I'm almost done with the front of my Skully sweater, I need another set of 10 1/2 needles to keep going, and I left all of them at home.  I refuse to buy another pair though, because I've already got about 10 of them.  So, looks like I'm working on my super-secret project instead.  Yes, think I forgot about that, didja?  Well, I didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me now while I work on the one branch of mathematics that I hate, and weep over the fact that I could be playing Halo or something right now instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. Speaking of math, I'm now an official Computer Science major with a concentration in the Standard/Technical field.  YAAAY! :D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114642820924243647?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114642820924243647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114642820924243647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114642820924243647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114642820924243647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-beautiful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114607234001961113</id><published>2006-04-26T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T06:07:32.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment issues</title><content type='html'>I was informed that my blog was having issues with people writing comments, and I fixed it.  So, if you attempted to comment before and couldn't post it, you can now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies to Man H. for pointing this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now leave comments you lamers. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114607234001961113?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114607234001961113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114607234001961113' title='115 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114607234001961113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114607234001961113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/comment-issues.html' title='Comment issues'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>115</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114602162383407322</id><published>2006-04-25T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:20:23.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck the Earth Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on the Daily Show, Jon Stewart declared today to be "Fuck the Earth Day," in retaliation for the many tornadoes, earthquakes, typhoons (Australia), and other random things nature threw at us recently.  According to him, today is the day where we drive our 1/2 mpg hummervees and spray aeresol cans at baby seals.  While I do not have a hummer with bad mileage, aeresol cans, or access to baby seals, I'm doing my part by wasting electricity by having more lights and stuff on than necessary in my dorm.  Yeah, I'm dealin' BIG damage here! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fuck the Earth Day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.  I don't hate the earth...I do recycle stuff.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114602162383407322?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114602162383407322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114602162383407322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114602162383407322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114602162383407322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/fuck-earth-day.html' title='Fuck the Earth Day'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114592487638759146</id><published>2006-04-24T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T04:28:32.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent WOW!</title><content type='html'>So this weekend I spent Friday night and most of Sunday working at JCPenney, no problem. Saturday I mostly did Statistics work (boo...), but that evening Robert and I went to the movies to see this: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/silenthill_lg.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards he and I both agreed on one thing: BEST VIDEO GAME FILM EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll admit I haven't played Silent Hill (yet...), but still, that doesn't give me the right to form an opinion on it, right? It was way better than the Tomb Raider films, Final Fantasy, Doom (haven't seen, but that's what Robert said), and possibly any other game film that exists. I'm going to count Stay Alive in there, too, even though it technically wasn't based off a game. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the movie and the game are supposed to be wicked scary, but the movie wasn't scary to me at all. The only part that made me jump was when the main character, Rose, walked into a garbage can because it made a loud noise. The movie didn't rely on the typical loud noises to make people jump (which was good in my opinion), but it (tried) to use just the visuals and things like that to scare. Despite the fact there was a creepy little girl in it (I hate creepy little girls in movies...which is why the Ring scared the hell outta me), I wasn't scared at all. I was more mesmerized by how cool the monsters and the special effects were. I even thought the girl was really cool. The ending did make me go "Uh...", but other than that, awesome film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Silent Hill ranks as the top video game film on my list, and I wouldn't mind seeing it again or buying it when it comes out. That opinion might change when I see Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children (comes out tomorrow, but won't see it until after finals), or the Halo movie (can't wait!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really can't wait to play the Silent Hill games. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and I'm not sure if you people know how to comment with the new template, but if you click the number by the post title, it'll take you to the comment page.  :)  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114592487638759146?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114592487638759146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114592487638759146' title='86 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114592487638759146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114592487638759146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/silent-wow.html' title='Silent WOW!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>86</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114563354834547177</id><published>2006-04-21T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:24:54.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, life, and kittens</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've just seen in a few places people talking about their lack of love-lives, and these people are college-age and young.  So people, here's some advice posted in the comments section of a blog.  One from someone else, the second one by me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You guys are 18 years old! Not time to be worrying that you're an old maid and won't find a guy to have kids with! ... And I doubt that most guys are into thinking about those things at this time either. I say, just be aware that you're interested in finding someone (so you don't miss it when it comes!) but have your main focus on having fun, because that is SO much more attractive than the "trying-to-fill-a-void" point of view about life. That's what I have faith in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guys, enjoy the single-life, and don't worry about finding "Mr. Right." Sure, dating can be fun, and so can relationships, but you've got about 60+ more years of life (avg for women is in the 70s), so you've got a TON of time to find the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. You don't need a man to fill a void in your life. You need to be whole on your own first before you can be with someone else. ------'s right; being someone who wants to just have fun is WAY more attractive than someone who feels they need someone to complete them. Take this as advice from a person who's been single for months now and loving it. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite advice by yours truly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PS. You don't technically really need a man to have kids. Two ideas: Modern Science and Adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or get a kitten."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so my basic point is, what's the hurry?  There's so much time in our lives, why do we have to worry about looking around for someone to "complete us?"  No one can complete us except ourselves.  If you're not happy being a single person, you're not going to be happy being in a relationship.  Yes, there will be times you may feel lonely because you know people who are in a relationship, it's unavoidable.  But don't think being in one is going to change that.  You can feel lonely in a relationship you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not saying that dating or being in a relationship is dumb, or that I'm against those who are in one right now.  I'm completely open for dating or being in a relationship, and I say kudos to those who are able to be in one and be happy.  However, if it doesn't happen to me anytime soon, so be it.  I'm happy just being by myself.  I've got friends, hobbies, college, and preparing for a career, all of which keeps me busy and satisfied.  If a guy asks me out tomorrow, cool.  If not, I'm not going to stress about it, but just keep on doing what I do best; being myself and being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Chicky (who wants a kitten, but has a lovely beta fish and an adorable doggy instead.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114563354834547177?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114563354834547177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114563354834547177' title='110 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114563354834547177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114563354834547177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-life-and-kittens.html' title='Love, life, and kittens'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>110</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114530647048391845</id><published>2006-04-17T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:41:10.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have a life?</title><content type='html'>Apparenlty, if you've seen over 90 of these films, you have no life.  Let's see how I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Willow&lt;br /&gt;() Shop Girl&lt;br /&gt;() Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(x) Grease&lt;br /&gt;(x) Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;() Boondock Saints&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Mexican&lt;br /&gt;() Fight Club&lt;br /&gt;() Starsky and Hutch&lt;br /&gt;(x) Neverending Story&lt;br /&gt;(x) Blazing Saddles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Airplane&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;() Young Frankenstein&lt;br /&gt;(x) AnchorMan: The Legend of Ron Burgundy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;(x) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;(x) Saw&lt;br /&gt;() Saw II&lt;br /&gt;() White Noise&lt;br /&gt;() White Oleander&lt;br /&gt;(x) Anger Management&lt;br /&gt;() 50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;() Jason X&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Scream&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scream 2&lt;br /&gt;() Scream 3&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie&lt;br /&gt;() Scary Movie 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Scary Movie 3&lt;br /&gt;() American Pie&lt;br /&gt;() American Pie 2&lt;br /&gt;() American Wedding&lt;br /&gt;() Band Camp&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 3&lt;br /&gt;(x) Harry Potter 4&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil I&lt;br /&gt;() Resident Evil 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;() Little Black Book&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Village&lt;br /&gt;() Donne Darko&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lilo &amp; Stitch.&lt;br /&gt;() Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch 2: Stitch has a Glitch&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;() Finding Neverland&lt;br /&gt;(x) Signs&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Grinch (jim carrey)&lt;br /&gt;() Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;br /&gt;() White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;() Butterfly Effect&lt;br /&gt;() Thirteen Going on 30&lt;br /&gt;(x) I, Robot&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story&lt;br /&gt;() Universal Soldier&lt;br /&gt;() A Series Of Unfortunate Events&lt;br /&gt;(x) Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;(x) Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;() KingPin&lt;br /&gt;(x) Never Been Kissed&lt;br /&gt;(x) Meet The Parents&lt;br /&gt;() Meet the Fockers&lt;br /&gt;() Eight Crazy Nights&lt;br /&gt;() Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() A Cinderella Story&lt;br /&gt;(x)The Terminal&lt;br /&gt;()The Lizzie McGuire Movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) Passport to Paris&lt;br /&gt;(x) Dumb &amp; Dumber&lt;br /&gt;() Dumb &amp;amp; Dumberer&lt;br /&gt;(x) Final Destination&lt;br /&gt;() Final Destination 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Halloween&lt;br /&gt;(x)The Ring&lt;br /&gt;()The Ring 2&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Mystic River&lt;br /&gt;( ) Dark Water&lt;br /&gt;() Blue Crush&lt;br /&gt;() Harold &amp; Kumar Go To White Castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) Practical Magic&lt;br /&gt;(x) Chicago&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ghost Ship&lt;br /&gt;() From Hell&lt;br /&gt;() Hellboy&lt;br /&gt;(x) Secret Window&lt;br /&gt;() I Am Sam&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Whole Nine Yards&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Day After Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;() Child's Play&lt;br /&gt;() Seed Of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;() Bride of Chucky&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ten Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;() Gothika&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;br /&gt;() Sixteen Candles&lt;br /&gt;(x) Remember the Titans (most of it...)&lt;br /&gt;() Coach Carter&lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() My Girl&lt;br /&gt;() Cinderella Man&lt;br /&gt;() Tristan and Isolde&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;( ) Godsend&lt;br /&gt;() Bad Boys 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Joy Ride&lt;br /&gt;() Se7en&lt;br /&gt;() Ocean's Eleven&lt;br /&gt;() Ocean's Twelve&lt;br /&gt;(x) Identity&lt;br /&gt;() Lone Star&lt;br /&gt;(x) Bedazzled&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator I&lt;br /&gt;(x) Predator II&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Independence Day&lt;br /&gt;() Cujo&lt;br /&gt;() A Bronx Tale&lt;br /&gt;(x) Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;() Christine&lt;br /&gt;(x) ET&lt;br /&gt;(x) Children of the Corn&lt;br /&gt;() My Boss' daughter&lt;br /&gt;(x) Maid in Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;() Frailty&lt;br /&gt;() Mr. Destiny&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Best Bet&lt;br /&gt;(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;(x) She's All That&lt;br /&gt;( ) Calendar Girls&lt;br /&gt;() Sideways&lt;br /&gt;(x) Mars Attacks&lt;br /&gt;() Event Horizon&lt;br /&gt;(x) Ever After&lt;br /&gt;(x) Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;( ) Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) X Men&lt;br /&gt;(x) X2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man&lt;br /&gt;(x) Spider-Man 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sky High&lt;br /&gt;(x) Jeepers Creepers&lt;br /&gt;() Jeepers Creepers 2&lt;br /&gt;(x) Catch Me If You Can&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Others&lt;br /&gt;(x) Freaky Friday&lt;br /&gt;(x) Reign of Fire&lt;br /&gt;() Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;()Cruel Intentions 2&lt;br /&gt;() The Hot Chick&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Swimfan&lt;br /&gt;() Miracle&lt;br /&gt;() Old School&lt;br /&gt;() The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;(x) K-Pax&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers&lt;br /&gt;(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King&lt;br /&gt;() A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;() Boogeyman&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) BraveHeart&lt;br /&gt;(x) Count of Monte Cristo&lt;br /&gt;(x) Hitch&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Fifth Element&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode II Attack of The Clones&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode III Revenge of The Sith&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode IV A New Hope&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode V The Empire Strikes Back&lt;br /&gt;(x) Star Wars Episode VI Return of The Jedi&lt;br /&gt;() Troop Beverly Hills&lt;br /&gt;() Swimming with Sharks&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Air Force One&lt;br /&gt;() For Richer or Poorer&lt;br /&gt;() Trainspotting&lt;br /&gt;() People Under the Stairs......&lt;br /&gt;() Blue Velvet&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sound of Music&lt;br /&gt;() Parent Trap&lt;br /&gt;(x) Parent Trap Re-make&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Birds&lt;br /&gt;(x) The Terminator&lt;br /&gt;(x) Terminator-2&lt;br /&gt;(x) T-3&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() Empire Records&lt;br /&gt;() SLC Punk&lt;br /&gt;() Meet Joe Black&lt;br /&gt;(x) Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;() The Silence of the Lambs&lt;br /&gt;(x) Sleepy Hollow&lt;br /&gt;( ) I Heart Huckabees&lt;br /&gt;() 24 Hour Party People&lt;br /&gt;() Blood In Blood Out&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooookay, my total is...92.  I have no life apparently.  But then again, I didn't need a test to tell me that... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114530647048391845?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114530647048391845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114530647048391845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114530647048391845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114530647048391845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-you-have-life.html' title='Do you have a life?'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114521869104134564</id><published>2006-04-16T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:14:13.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under construction</title><content type='html'>My blog is getting a facelift. Stay tuned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Okay, I got the template from a free site, and just added the top image that I made in Photoshop. The picture is the cover of a WWII songbook titled "Pick Up Your Knitting." Thought it was cool. I want to change any of the blue link text to pink, but I'm having a hard time finding it in the template file. Oh well, I might just leave it as is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the more observant will notice a change in the title.  I figured that this blog also includes a lot of my knitting works, so I included needles in my arsenal.  My imagination is still my best weapon, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114521869104134564?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114521869104134564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114521869104134564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114521869104134564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114521869104134564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/under-construction.html' title='Under construction'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114515732692383520</id><published>2006-04-15T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T23:15:26.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some random updates.</title><content type='html'>I just got back from my first day of working at JCPenney.  I worked about 4 hours, and it wasn't too bad.  I learned a lot, talk to my "buddy" (person who helps me train) about Oneonta and other things, and just had a good time.  My back kind of hurt afterwards because I wasn't used to standing for hours on end, but other than that, it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Went to see Billy Joel in Syracuse as a B-Day present from Man.  OMGSOFUCKINGAWESOME!!!! :D  Yeah, if there is ever one concert anyone should see, it's his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) The Residence Life and Housing office at Oneonta State can just burn in hell.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to go online and put ourselves into open spots in rooms with people we don't know anything about. At least when we were freshman we were roomed with people with the same cleaning and sleeping habits. This time, people like me who know no one to room with (one friend is living in a double, two are leaving, and the other is a guy), are stuck with blindly choosing a room and hoping for the best.  But it has just been problem-filled for me with it though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First dorm: A quad in the hall my friend is in right now. My roommate would be a senior, and the quadmates juniors. I signed up last night for this room, and today I got an IM from my roommate. She asked if I could move to a different room, because someone they knew was transferring to our school and was going to live with them. Okay, no problem, I take a room down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dorm: All current sofmores. Hours later I get two IMs and a phone call about my roommate, saying that she applied to have her part of the quad as a single room, and told me I had no room. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my third dorm in a different hall, and when I signed up there were two other people, so there was one spot open.  Well, someone came as my roomie, and one of my quad mates changed.  Well, my new quadmate, who signed up after me, asked if I would mind leaving so that her friend who was transferring could room with her.  After being moved twice already, and the fact I was there first, I told her no.  She's currently not in my dorm anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if anyone has any leftover easter eggs, mail it to the Oneonta residence life office. Preferably when it is rotted. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  In retaliation to my last post, I'm switching my major.  When I thought about it, I realized I wouldn't enjoy art as a career.  So I'm sticking with it as a hobby, minoring in it and taking whatever classes I want, and changing to Computer Science as my major.  I'm pretty excited, since I love math.  This is funny though, because my 12th grade honors math teacher tried to convince me to go for a math degree.  Guess I should email him and be like "Hey, guess what?!"  ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I can work on whatever drawing, painting, or knitting project I want without thinking "I should really get to work on a portfolio..." or feeling guilty because of that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Mexican Train is seriously a wicked fun game.  I want one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Our last day of Team Trivia was a couple Wednesdays ago.  The grand prize this time wasn't a $25 gift card to Sbarro's like it usually is, but the "Trivia Master" was able to get tickets to the David Letterman show, and the winning team was guarenteed tickets and a free bus ride.  Our team didn't win, but he also had extra tickets and a waiting list, and he drew out random names to give out the remaining tickets.  So, Nessa, Michele and I are going on a free bus trip to Letterman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I don't watch it, but I'm excited.  Free bus trip to NYC and tickets that take months to get?  Sweet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yeah, that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114515732692383520?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114515732692383520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114515732692383520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114515732692383520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114515732692383520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-some-random-updates.html' title='Just some random updates.'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114359392189534223</id><published>2006-03-28T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T19:58:41.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy stuff</title><content type='html'>Just recently I've been thinking about what I want to be when I grow up.  Today I was researching info on Graphic Designers, and I was thinking that maybe it's not the right field for me.  I love designing things, but when I thought about it, maybe I'll be happier in the other field I've been thinking of; Illustration.  I knew before I applied to college that I wanted to either be a graphic designer or illustrator.  Right now I'm thinking that I do more drawing and painting work than design work, so maybe being an illustrator would be good for me.  It would be a lot of fun to illustrate a children's book, or to make designs for products like posters and calendars.  Luckily I don't have to change my degree-type because a design degree works for both fields.  I have a feeling I'll change my mind again at some point, but oh well.  I've got 3 more years to figure out what I want to do before I go for my Masters of Fine Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, looking through the professional portfolios of other artists, I need to work on learning how to do computer art, and I need to get to work on my portfolio in places other than the classroom.  This summer I plan on learning how to use my new airbrush machine, and working on many projects.  I'm also going to look into going to an open figure drawing session that I heard about while in AP Art, but I just need to learn which studio is holding it.  Hartwick college offers them Wednesday nights, but unfortunately I have Team Trivia with the girls, so I can't go.  Sometimes I feel like my work isn't good enough for a career in art, but I've got plenty of time to hone my skill before I look for a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I worry about sometimes with my career choice of being in art is how I'll get by financially.  I'm not going into art to make a lot of money, but sometimes I worry that I won't be able to make enough to just be an artist, or have to hold another job to make ends meet.  Sometimes I think that would be a thrill to be a challenge, other times I'm scared that I'll have a rough time.  I know I won't be extremely rich, that's not what I was looking for in art.  Free-lancing might be in my future...most likely actually, since I saw a statistic where about 60% of visual artists are self-employed.  That could be fun, but it sounds so scary in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my worries about my future, I won't change my career choice because of that.  I love art, and the only way I'd change my career choice was if I wasn't interested in it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably just too worrisome right now, but that's my thoughts of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Joel says hi. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114359392189534223?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114359392189534223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114359392189534223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114359392189534223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114359392189534223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/03/artsy-stuff.html' title='Artsy stuff'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114210519525010873</id><published>2006-03-11T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T14:34:16.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey look, Ted's being eaten."</title><content type='html'>Well everyone, I have an announcement to make. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new friend, and his name is Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel is such a cutie. He's quiet, and loves to just explore his environment. He was a little nervous when he first arrived, but he calmed down after awhile. Joel likes to act macho against other guys, even his own reflection. He likes to stare at Michele and I, and when I woke up this morning he was just staring at me, which was cute. He's red in color, and has long flowy fins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Joel is a fish. A betta fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days I've been doing research on taking care of bettas. Thursday evening I set up the tank, and Friday afternoon I went out and bought him. Moving him into his new home was a pain in the ass since I forgot to buy a fish net (oops), but he's adjusting nicely.  I named him Joel after the first host of Mystery Science Theater 3000 because I love that show, and Joel the human wore a red jump suit the same color as Joel the betta.  Had I gotten a blue betta, his name would've been Mike, after the other MST3K host.  (Someone tattoo "dork" on my head please. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of him in his tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/Joel%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/Joel%20001.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of pictures came out blurry, and he's supposed to be a brighter red color. I'll have to try to get better pics sometime. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/Joel%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/Joel%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/Joel%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/Joel%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here he is flaring up at his reflection in a mirror, which is really pretty to see in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/Joel%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/Joel%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know where my title came from, it's from Monty Python's Meaning of Life, with the fish in the tank at the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114210519525010873?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114210519525010873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114210519525010873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114210519525010873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114210519525010873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-look-teds-being-eaten.html' title='&quot;Hey look, Ted&apos;s being eaten.&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114141344700074202</id><published>2006-03-03T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:17:27.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts, music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer Dancer - DJ - Graphic DesignerIllustrator - Musician - Sculptor&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we get a "duh?" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finished my sweater, a cabled hat, and a stuffed shark toy. The shark toy needs to be fixed because its eyes fell off and I need to sew them back on, so no pics of it yet. And the sweater I haven't taken pictures of yet until I get out the digital camera and my dad can upload it on his computer since my laptop doesn't have a usb port. But, I did get a picture of the hat on my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/cablehatgreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/cablehatgreen.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;Kind of a fuzzy picture, but you can see the cabled part of the hat.  It's in a pretty green yarn that my mom bought for me at Christmas because she said it made her think of Scotland, so I thought it was appropriate to do cables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114141344700074202?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114141344700074202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114141344700074202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114141344700074202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114141344700074202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-career-type-artisticyou-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-114014835771786905</id><published>2006-02-16T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:52:37.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1030461148_CDocumentsandSettingsBobbieAlbertMyDocumentsMyPicturesWLiiAKTNewFolderresultsU_R_Greg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg Proops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/whoseline/quizzes/Which%20'Whose%20Line%20is%20it%20Anyway%3F'%20actor%20are%20you!%3F"&gt; Which 'Whose Line is it Anyway?' actor are you!?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite episodes of Whose Line is any episode where this guy is in it.  Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, doing better, y'all.  :P  I've finished the main body of my first sweater, finished a sleeve on Tuesday (though I'm not sure if it's long enough...oh well, I'll blame the pattern if it doesn't fit. :P), and am working on a super-secret-project that only a couple other people know about, and am almost done with it anyways.  Is it knitting?  Is it a drawing?  Who knows?  I'm not telling for awhile, so there.  Bwah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm listening to CKY while reading and working on some older stories I've written, and earlier I was watching Meaning of Life because Monty Python rocks, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my latest entry.  So long, and remember folks, don't eat the salmon mousse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-114014835771786905?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/114014835771786905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=114014835771786905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114014835771786905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/114014835771786905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/02/greg-proops-which-whose-line-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113976448992463381</id><published>2006-02-12T12:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T12:14:49.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Goodbye Love..."</title><content type='html'>In reply to my last journal entry, I have an announcement to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of last night, Ross and I decided to break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a combination of things, and we both realized it wasn't going to work out between us, and if we stayed together neither of us would be happy.  Just the last week we both talked and realized this, and last night we both decided it was best if we went our separate ways.  There was no future for us as a couple, we both saw it.  I had the most wonderful time getting to know him and being with him, and I don't regret ever having him as my first boyfriend.  In fact, I'm grateful because he's taught me so much whether he knows it or not.  We both had a great time together, but it was only going to last so long between us, and I think I subconciously knew that.  Maybe in the future we'll be able to speak to each other again, but for now we need our space and time to heal, because separating from a person after over a year of getting to know them is very hard.  Especially since it's close to not only Valentine's Day, but what would have been our one-year dating anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodbye Love" from RENT has been stuck in my head for awhile.  Some of it seems to fit right now, and that's why it's the title of my journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of work and things to put my energy into, so I'll be doing that to help myself through this, but I know I'll be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113976448992463381?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113976448992463381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113976448992463381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113976448992463381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113976448992463381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/02/goodbye-love.html' title='&quot;Goodbye Love...&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113969456960601672</id><published>2006-02-11T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T16:49:29.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah</title><content type='html'>Life just got a little more complicated within the last few days.  I'm such an emotional rollercoaster that I switch from being emotionally neutral over everything to being angry, to being a pile of tears, to being extremely happy.  Things have been happening, and I'm confused on what to do next.  I make up my mind on one thing, then change it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off I have a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had all of my paint supplies here and a big canvas I'd be creating the biggest emotionally driven piece of art I have ever done.  I'll have to make do with the supplies I've got now, but whatever it takes for me to be alright, I guess.  I've been knitting a sweater and just finished the front of it and seamed it with the back last night, so that has been keeping me occupied for awhile.  Right now I'm diving into school work, trying to keep my mind off things, but it's very hard.  Life isn't easy, and I'm learning that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me, I just wanted to get this out.  I miss you all, and sometimes wish it were like high school where we were all home and able to go out and do things together, and I had your shoulders here to cry on.  I have people here I can go to, but there are others who I wish to talk to and they aren't here which makes it tough sometimes.  But things like this can make a person stronger and build character, so I'm going to learn from this no matter which direction it decides to go, and just remember all the things that made me happy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113969456960601672?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113969456960601672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113969456960601672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113969456960601672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113969456960601672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/02/bah.html' title='Bah'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113883962592659172</id><published>2006-02-01T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T19:20:25.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog it!</title><content type='html'>Drawing for Newbs was actually kind of fun today.  We had to do figure drawings, but instead of drawing it how the professor recommended it, I just doodled it my own way (drawing the stick figure first, then building on top of it.)  Unlike some teachers I've known, she didn't blow up over me using my own methods to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also fallen in love with vine charcoal and compressed charcoal.  Somebody help me! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class I went downtown with Kate to go to one of the yarn stores with her.  I was so tempted to buy some sock-yarn to make some...well, socks.  But I remembered that I have a 40% coupon to the yarn store in Endicott, which I'm going to visit sometime this weekend.  Heheheh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Salvation Army next, where I got myself a snazzy new black and white jacket, yet another pair of earrings, and a handmade scarf which I am frogging (unravelling for you non-knitty folk) so I can use its pretty blue/purple/green yarn for a purse or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on an updating roll lately. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113883962592659172?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113883962592659172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113883962592659172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113883962592659172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113883962592659172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/02/frog-it.html' title='Frog it!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113874136428482779</id><published>2006-01-31T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T16:02:44.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Chocolatey-Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#A67C51;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C69C6D"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt; What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy yummy yummy.  I don't have much of a sweet tooth, but I love milk chocolate. :D  (Hey, good thing Valentine's day is coming up...despite that I've got so much candy in my dorm I could munch. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than one or two other things popping up to make me feel sad, I've been feeling much better.  I finished a scarf, and the weather was beautiful yesterday.  Tonight I hope to go to the Grand Slam Poetry Slam, so I'm happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*munches on a milk chocolate bar...preferably one from Gertrude Hawk.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113874136428482779?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113874136428482779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113874136428482779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113874136428482779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113874136428482779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/01/milk-chocolatey-goodness.html' title='Milk Chocolatey-Goodness'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113858988642982327</id><published>2006-01-29T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T21:58:06.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day...</title><content type='html'>Today sucked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Yarn store was closed, and we walked in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Got splashed with muddy water by a car.&lt;br /&gt;3.) The Sprite I've been drinking for the past month went out of date in October.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Found out the yarn for my sweater is two different shades...and is very noticable.&lt;br /&gt;5.) The ice cream I bought to drown my sorrows in wasn't too good.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Not a good IMing day for me...&lt;br /&gt;7.) A drawing I was working on and loving so much I tried inking with a dip pen...which dropped a huge BLOB on top of it.  To make it worse, it looks bad inked, especially with my shaky hand, and I should've just left it as a sketch, when it looked awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now going to take a shower and cry during it because I need a hug or something.  But with my luck today the fire alarm is going to go off while I've got shampoo in my hair...why me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113858988642982327?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113858988642982327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113858988642982327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113858988642982327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113858988642982327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad day...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113856097650492925</id><published>2006-01-29T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T13:58:37.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;4 jobs I've had in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysitter&lt;br /&gt;I was commissioned to design invitations for the senior banquet, but wasn't paid. :(&lt;br /&gt;(Uh, the list should get bigger after this summer...hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Movies you watch over and over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;Alien&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;Kill Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places you've lived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson City&lt;br /&gt;Binghamton&lt;br /&gt;Endwell&lt;br /&gt;Endicott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 TV shows you love to watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law and Order&lt;br /&gt;Law and Order: SVU&lt;br /&gt;Mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;Emeril Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places you've been on vacation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida&lt;br /&gt;Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Scotland&lt;br /&gt;New York City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Websites you visit daily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Allspark&lt;br /&gt;Facebook&lt;br /&gt;Real Life Comics&lt;br /&gt;People's blogs (update them, yo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Favourite foods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuna Noodle casserole (with cream of cheddar in it)&lt;br /&gt;cheese quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;macaroni and cheese (with the sauce, not the powdery crap)&lt;br /&gt;grilled cheese and spagettios (See a pattern here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Places you'd rather be right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home with the family and boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on my bed playing Path of Neo&lt;br /&gt;Same thing, only knitting&lt;br /&gt;Out art supply shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I found that in someone's blog, and thought it was cool. I'm supposed to tag people, but I'm kind of lazy, so if you want to fill one out be my guest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fun, and not part of it, here's 4 projects I'm working on right now:&lt;br /&gt;Knitting my first sweater&lt;br /&gt;A hat made of silk yarn&lt;br /&gt;Cabled scarf&lt;br /&gt;Drawing of one of my characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I've been working on lately, (instead of doing Stats homework...booooring :P), plus I've been playing The Matrix: Path of Neo on my PS2 way too much. Whoever said that this game wasn't too good hasn't played it before. Bah. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be coming home next weekend, because someone I know is having an art gallery showing at BU. She gave me good advice for college, so I'd love to go see the opening of the gallery. Plus I also need to grab some stuff at home, (me? Forget things? Never! :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113856097650492925?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113856097650492925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113856097650492925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113856097650492925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113856097650492925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/01/4-things.html' title='4 things...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113823301922126683</id><published>2006-01-25T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:50:19.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays, artsy stuff, and freeloaders</title><content type='html'>Woah, long-time-no-update, eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was everyone's holidays?  Good?  Yeah, mine too. :)  Got to hang out with my friends, spent some time with awesome guy, and worked on my knitting and artwork anytime I felt like it.  Got some more yarn and a PS2 for Christmas, saw The Producers and other good films, and participated in a Dungeons and Dragons campaign that Ross is the DM for.  w00t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back at Stoneonta, and liking the new semester so far.  I'm taking a couple night classes which aren't too bad, but the way my schedual is set up allows me to have Fridays off! :D  I can work on stuff so I don't have to do anything over the weekend, but knowing me I'll just doodle or something instead, go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is coming up, and this year I'm going to do something more than I usually do.  I never really celebrated it too much except for the cards you gave out in elementary school, and my family would give us Smidgens every year.  Never saw the point in it, and thought it was silly to show love for someone only once a year when there are 364 other days to do so.  Or maybe I was just cynical, I dunno.  (Then again, I could come up with a cynical thought for just about every holiday/celebration. :P) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year I'm actually going to do something, and it should be exciting!  When I thought about it, Valentine's day is just another opportunity to show someone you love them, kind of like Christmas, so that makes it seem even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better than Columbus Day, where we celebrate a guy invading the Americas and taking it over from the Native Americans...(this whole train of thought started when I was reading my US History book, which is what I should be doing right now. :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last train of thought for the evening is this: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000E1YVZU/104-3013180-6887138?v=glance&amp;n=130"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000E1YVZU/104-3013180-6887138?v=glance&amp;amp;n=130&lt;/a&gt;  Which is where the "freeloaders" part of my post title came from, (thank you, Ross. :) )  RENT comes out February 21st, and I want to scream with happiness.  And I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113823301922126683?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113823301922126683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113823301922126683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113823301922126683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113823301922126683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2006/01/holidays-artsy-stuff-and-freeloaders.html' title='Holidays, artsy stuff, and freeloaders'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113451736331094544</id><published>2005-12-13T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:23:53.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I really should be studying...</title><content type='html'>...but I'm not, so there. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to the people that I know out there in Cyberland, I have a question. If you wanted me to draw you as any animal in the world, what would it be? It doesn't have to be your favorite, it can just be something you'd like to be drawn as. Post your answer in the comments, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean I'm definately doing any drawings or anything, just curious, and got bit by the creative bug at a shitty time. (DAMN FINALS! *cries*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I should probably put down my choice, huh? ;) I'd love to be drawn as a cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 2: Okay, just thought of this; if you put something down like "cat" or "dog," PLEASE be more specific.  There are dozens of types of dogs and cats I could draw you as.  Tell me if you'd like to be a golden retriever or siamese or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and mythological creatures are allowed.  So if being a phoenix is your thing, go for it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113451736331094544?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113451736331094544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113451736331094544' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113451736331094544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113451736331094544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-really-should-be-studying.html' title='I really should be studying...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113414832043783616</id><published>2005-12-09T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:12:00.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, an update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A few of your favorite things&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your favorite....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Color:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Food:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Anything with cheese &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Drink:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sprite, yoohoo, or bubble tea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Treat:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Anything &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Sport:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Motocross/Supercross, but Ultimate Frisbee is fun to play &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Type of music:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hard Rock/Metal &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Band:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;System of a Down &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Singer:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A few, but I like listening to Sting once in awhile &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Intrument:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bagpipes!!! :D  Oh, and the guitar and violin &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Song:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Currently, "Flesh into Gear" - CKY &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;School subject:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Art, duh. :) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flavor of pie:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Chocolate pudding &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Soda:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sprite &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of cheese:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;American &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Animal:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cougar &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Book:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The War of the Worlds &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Movie:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Alien &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Radio Station:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;KGB (We don't get rock stations in Oneonta...) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Brown or Blue &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Anything but platinum blonde &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Candy:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;5th Avenue bar &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fruit:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Watermelon &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Computer Game:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Tibia (Soooo addicting!) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Video Game:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Final Fantasy VII &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Board Game:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sequence (I don't play board games much...) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Actor:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Too many? ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Actress:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sigourney Weaver &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Reality TV Show:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;None, though I did wish that "Small House" was real and not a Geico commercial. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Soap:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eeeew &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cartoon:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Transformers/Beast Wars, duh. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;TV Channel:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Food Network &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Holiday:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Christmas &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;State/Province:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;New York &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Country:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Scotland &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Age:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Whatever I am at the time. ;)  18 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;School Grade (ex. 1st, 2ond, 5th, 9th...):::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;12th &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Partical of clothing:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;t-shirts &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Shoe Brand:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sketchers &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Clothing Store:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Hot Topic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dollar Store:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Whatever is closest to the movie theater I am currently at. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Type of pants:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;baggy jeans &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of makeup:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;makeup? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of jewlery:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Funky earrings! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Internet Host:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Website:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The Allspark &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flower:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Daisies or sunflowers.  They're so simple. :)  Oh, and bleeding hearts &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tree:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Oak? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Zodiac Sign:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Pieces &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fast Food Restraunt:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A&amp;W &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pizza place:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Brozetti's &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Arcade Game:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Play:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A Christmas Carol...because I can't think of anything else right now. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Musical:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;RENT &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Anime:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Fullmetal Alchemist (Don't watch it much, but it's good.) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Instant Messenger:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;AIM &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Email Service:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yahoo &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of house:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Something with a studio that has a big window to let in the sunlight &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of car:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Minicooper &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chore:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cleaning my room, but only when I'm bored &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Religion:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Technically I'm agnostic, but I love learning about all different religions, like the earth-based ones. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Color of clothing:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Face Wash Brand:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Shower gel &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Football Team:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Don't watch &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Basketball Team:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Don't watch &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Baseball Team:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Don't watch (see a pattern here?) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fish:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No preference &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pet:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Shi Tzu/Laso Apso mixes. (Awww, Paddy!) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Wall Color:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bright Pink/Purple walls &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Constalation:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The Big Dipper?  (You'd think since I love looking at the stars I'd have a favorite...;) ) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Planet:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Saturn &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Star:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sirius, the dog star, and a wicked cool Harry Potter character. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thing to wish on:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A star? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Shampoo:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Suave &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lotion:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;None &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Perfume:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;None &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Colonge:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;None &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ice Cream Flavor:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cookies n Cream, but Pumpkin is really good, too. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Milk Flavor:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Plain skim milk &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Gas Station:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mobil &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Season:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Summer, but being challenged by the pretty sight outside (snow, yay!) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Day of the week:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Friday &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Electronic:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Laptop &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of calculator:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;TI-83, so I can see what I'm typing out. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Writing Utensil:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Pen &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eating Utensil:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Fork &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cause of death:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Naturally, but I want to be awake and aware. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tropical Island:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No idea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Type of transportation:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Car &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of cat:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Any, there all cute. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of dog:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Laso Apsos/ Shi Tzus &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of bird:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Small ones &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Rodent:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Anything but Guniea Pigs. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Insect:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Butterflies &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Dictionary:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Online &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Place to camp:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;In my room. Hah!  Okay, so I've never been camping before... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;After School activity:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Chilling in my room &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;President:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No idea &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Insect:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;You asked this already &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Sorce of light:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sunlight &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Computer Company:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dell &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pasta:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Fetucchini Alfredo &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kind of floor:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Wood &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Amusment park ride:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Rollercoasters.  The taller and faster, the better. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Floor of house:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Second or higher &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Math unit:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Pi &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flag:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;USA or Scotland &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Language:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;English &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cake:::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cheesecake &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S9555/A_few_of_your_favorite_things.html" title="A few of your favorite things"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's some things you all can learn about me, and now, an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated in awhile due to schoolwork, so those who thought the blog was dead, never fear!  I was just too busy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving break was awesome!  I got to see my family, spent some time with Ross, saw Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, RENT (which I bawled at...), played Halo against Robert, and finished up a pink/black fuzzy hat and a sock.  That was my exciting break, and I can't wait until I can go home and spend a whole month doing stuff like this.  Of course I really miss my family, and Ross, and it seems like each time I leave it gets harder to do so.  But somehow I manage by remembering that I'll definately get to see them again, so that helps.  I'll be home in about a week from today, and then I won't have to come back here until the 18th of January, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I leave you all with that, and I have to go off to lunch and my last Psychology class of the semester.  Farewell, and I'll hopefully see you guys in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, it's beginning to snow..." Mark and Roger, from RENT.  (Huzzah for snow! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113414832043783616?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113414832043783616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113414832043783616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113414832043783616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113414832043783616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally-update.html' title='Finally, an update!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113210430336991398</id><published>2005-11-15T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:46:02.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>...AND THIS WEEK IS GOING BY TOO SLOWLY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break starts for me at 2pm on Friday, after psychology, so I'm wicked excited. ;D I'll get to see some pretty awesome people during break, so that's one thing to look forward to. So, I'll be a little anxious until then as you can tell with my outburst above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm studying for my last Western Civ. quiz, and figuring out what classes I'm going to try and sign up for tomorrow. I'm going to try and get into another art class (which I was stoopid and didn't realize I could've gone in and pick up an extra class, if I didn't get into at least 2 art courses, on Nov. 1st. Oops...) I'm also debating on taking a three hour Intro to Statistics class. I dunno, I'll figure this thing out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Ross recorded another song, this time about the TV show Nip/Tuck. I know a couple of you guys love that show, so go listen: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rockinrossi"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/rockinrossi&lt;/a&gt;. I liked it, despite the fact that I refuse to watch the show because of the constant use of needles in it...blech! &gt;.&lt; (Though I have a feeling that someone is going to get me to watch an episode at some point..I just know it... Or maybe I'll actually watch an episode by myself, but no guarentees of how long I'll watch if a needle comes onscreen.) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Going to watch Nip/Tuck at 10...*sighs in defeat*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113210430336991398?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113210430336991398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113210430336991398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113210430336991398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113210430336991398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s Tuesday...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113190479463921778</id><published>2005-11-13T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T12:59:54.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my Final Fantasy fix...sort of.</title><content type='html'>Well, now I can stop feeling my Final Fantasy withdrawals.  Yesterday while I was at the mall I found a SNES game called "Final Fantasy: Mystic Quest."  After squealing with glee over finding something Final Fantasy that I could play without my Playstation, I bought it (along with "Zombies Ate My Neighbors"...no I have no idea what that game is like, but the title sounded funny. :) )  I played it for a little bit last night, and I have to say...it's an easy game.  The summary for it on the web even says so;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Designed for American gamers as an RPG for younger players in the days when RPGs were still a niche genre, this was a much simpler and less epic RPG than Final Fantasy fans are used to. A much more challenging version was released in Japan with improvements in difficulty and complexity (making this the first and so far only FF title -- not including the movie, Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within -- to debut outside of Japan.)&lt;br /&gt;It features simplified controls with easy menus and little customization for weapons and items, plus occasional NPC buddies that join your party and assist in battle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a FF fan, I can say that's true.  This game is so easy to figure out!  The magic you don't have to "learn" like in FFIX or FFX.  You just pick up a book, and voila!  You've learned "Quake!"  The only disappointing thing is that there are no "random encounters."  (For those non-FF-l33t, random encounters are where you're just walking along, and a monster or four randomly appears to fight.)  The monsters are just standing around on the map, and you have to go up to them to fight.  So, there's less surprise in this game.  Not much of a plot either so far.  You're job is to find the four crystals, and defeat the dark King.  Whoopdeedoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the main character's name is Benjamin...seriously, you do get to chose the name, but according to all the gaming sites, that's his real name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud, Zidane, Tidus, those are cool names for a Final Fantasy hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin?  Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my nerd ranting for the day, now if you excuse me, I'm off to attempt to beat what could be the only Final Fantasy game I'll ever finish within the next 3 years. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113190479463921778?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113190479463921778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113190479463921778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113190479463921778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113190479463921778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/11/getting-my-final-fantasy-fixsort-of.html' title='Getting my Final Fantasy fix...sort of.'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113139499060010384</id><published>2005-11-07T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:23:10.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Almost Worth Your Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You like to be random, don't you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your FULL name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Jessica Lane Kilmer &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You'd rather be named::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sabrina &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How was the weather today?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Windy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you think:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cheese &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Let's say you just got two parakeets. What would you name them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Twit and Twat &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ur husband/wife wants to name ur child Shaniqua Lachefruh Latoya. You say::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Quit drinking. ;) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Canada is:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;America's hat &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Mexico is:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;America's pants &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Germany is:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;America's...I dunno. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You love these: Say the word that pops into ur head when u hear:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;baby:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;poop &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;trash:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;can &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;horse:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cow &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;orange:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;banana &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;toast:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;butter &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;couch:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;potato &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;home:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sweet &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;bird:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cage &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;bed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;bug &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;beaver:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;wood &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;white:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;black &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;rock:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;roll &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you feel about&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;racist people?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I know a couple, and they need to open their minds &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;George Bush?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;abortion?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Pro-choice &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Elton John?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Good singer &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;country music?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eh, some of it is good &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;hip hop?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;See above &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finish the sentence.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Yesterday I:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;watched Episode III, finished making a hat, and hung out for a bit with Ross, Nessa and Darryl at Mills. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I CANNOT believe:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;It's already been 11 weeks into the semester &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Why do::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I worry so much about stuff when there's really nothing to worry about. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;_____ is such a _____:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Geology; boring class &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I ______ when I heard Britney Spears was coming to town.:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ran away &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Justin Timerlake is so ______.:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Annoying to listen to. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I got yelled at when _____.:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I came home way too late when I said I would be back sooner to finish stuff &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;_____ makes me giggle madly.:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;People &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The chicken was trying to cross the road when suddenly:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;It got hit by a truck!  DINNER! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Simpsons are ______.:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;uninteresting (Yet I love Futurama, go figure...) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;I was just sitting there when suddenly:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The roof fell on my head &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tomorrow will be:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Another boring college day &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;One time, at band camp,:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;...wait, I never went there. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lord of the Rings sucks, T/F?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;False!!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S4589/Almost_Worth_Your_Time.html" title="Almost Worth Your Time"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, that was fun. :)  And so was this past weekend!  Friday Ross came up to Oneonta to pick me up.  We went to Mills so he could see just why I'm addicted to the smoothies there. ;)  Then we went to rent Saw so we could see Saw II on Saturday, but the video store didn't have it so we ended up watching a bad independent film, "Dead and Breakfast."  Don't rent it, seriously...  The next day I drove around picking up stuff I needed, had lunch with my parents at A&amp;W, and played some Halo 2.  Ross came over and we watched Saw, then he started playing Halo 2 (which surprised me since he doesn't like 1st Person Shooter games, but he didn't feel like changing the game. ;) )  So we played against each other for a bit, and then Robert showed up and we played against him.  We got our asses kicked, and the score was 103 to -25.  (Ours was negative because I got tired of looking for Robert's player and started shooting Ross, who was my teammate, so he started shooting back, and we literally killed our score.)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I watched Episode III while working on my hat.  I finished it while watching Law and Order, and started playing with the crochet hook and making little ornaments.  Ross came over and he drove me, Vanessa and Darryl up to Oneonta.  We hung out at Mills for awhile and then I went back to my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was my awesome weekend.  :)  Thanksgiving break is in about two weeks so I'm looking forward to that.  Ross is going to be filming a music video during that time, so that's pretty awesome.  And of course I have to see RENT, Harry Potter, Saw II, and do random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113139499060010384?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113139499060010384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113139499060010384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113139499060010384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113139499060010384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/11/almost-worth-your-timeyou-like-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-113082058300267778</id><published>2005-10-31T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T23:51:14.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at the Leper Colony!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Describe yourself using one band and song titles from that band&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Choose a band/artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you male or female::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Airline Amy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe yourself::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Gee, I'm a Nerd &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do some people feel about you::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Gotta Boogie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you feel about yourself::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Couch Potato &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Germs &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Such a Groovy Guy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe where you want to be::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Alberquerque &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe what you want to be::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ode to a Super Hero &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe how you live::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;I'll be mellow when I'm dead &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Describe how you love::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Wanna B Ur Lovr &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Share a few words of wisdom:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Dare to be Stupid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a title="Describe yourself using one band and song titles from that band" href="http://www.bzoink.com/S6154/Describe_yourself_using_one_band_and_song_titles_from_that_band.html"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Bzoink Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a title="Bzoink" href="http://www.bzoink.com"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was fun. :) I like filling out random surveys and quizzes from other people's journals, and this one came from Ross's. I would've done it using System of a Down or Static-X lyrics, but none of the song titles really fit. Also, I've never had an ex-boyfriend, but I've had "secret admirers"/stalkers so I applied that thing to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been too much excitement going on except for my paper lately. I did go running around dressed as Sir Robin today, and that was fun. Got a bag of candy at dinner because of my costume. No 5th Avenue bars for me this Halloween (I've never gotten any at Halloween actually...very sad...), but I do have a few Milky Ways left over from the other trick-or-treaters, plus a Butterfinger Crisp, and other goodies. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it I guess. I really don't have much to say in my blogs and stuff anymore, and I've been slacking on the emails. I'll get back to you guys when someting comes up that I feel like writing about. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-113082058300267778?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/113082058300267778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=113082058300267778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113082058300267778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/113082058300267778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/10/party-at-leper-colony.html' title='Party at the Leper Colony!!!!!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112982653193514915</id><published>2005-10-20T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:42:11.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Term Break</title><content type='html'>Well, last weekend was fun. :)  It was mid-term break for us SUCO students, so we went home to relax from Tuesday night until Sunday.  I got to hang out with Ross which made me really happy.  I was missing him so it was great to see him again, and hopefully we'll get to hang out eventually whenever we're both free (stoopid papers I've got :X)  I also got to see my family, get to work on inproving my Sir Robin costume, and hung out with the girls on Friday night.  I didn't get much done on my research paper like I planned, and I'm paying for that now (oops...), but I still enjoyed myself.  My next break is Thanksgiving, which starts November 18th.  Hopefully I'll see some of you guys before then. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112982653193514915?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112982653193514915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112982653193514915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112982653193514915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112982653193514915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/10/mid-term-break.html' title='Mid-Term Break'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112864049845208641</id><published>2005-10-06T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:14:58.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Ways to Annoy Your Roommate</title><content type='html'>Found this on the Oneonta LiveJournal community.  Thought you guys would like it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50 Ways to Annoy Your Roommate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Insist that you are a vegetarian and protest anytime your roommate eats meat. Then leave "Slim Jim" wrappers on the floor and lie on the bed holding your stomach everytime your roommate walks in. If he/she asks about the wrappers, say you know nothing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get some hair. Disperse it around your roommate's head while he/she is asleep. Keep a pair of scissors by your bed. Snicker at your roommate every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Every time your roommate walks in yell, "Hooray! You're back!" as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, "Shouldn't you be going somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Trash the room when your roommate's not around. Then leave and wait for your roommate to come back. When he/she does, walk in and act surprised. Say, "Uh-oh, it looks like, THEY, were here again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every time you see your roommate yell, "You son of a..." and kick him/her in the stomach. Then buy him/her some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Set your roommate's bed on fire. Apologize and explain that you've been watching too much "Beavis &amp; Butthead." Do it again. Tell him/her that you're not sorry because this time, they deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Put your glasses on before you go to bed. Take them off as soon as you wake up. If your roommate asks, explain that they are Magic Dream Glasses. Complain that you've been having terrible nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Eat lots of "Lucky Charms." Pick out all the yellow moons and stockpile them in the closet. If your roommate inquires, explain that visitors are coming, but you can't say anything more, or you'll have to face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Set up meetings with your roommate's faculty advisor. Inquire about his/her academic potential. Take lots of notes, and then give your roommate a full report. Insist that he/she do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Drink a raw egg for breakfast every morning. Explain that you are in training. Eat a dozen donuts every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Every Thursday, pack up everything you own and tell your roommate you're going home. Come back in an hour and explain that no one was home. Unpack everything and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Every time you wake up, start yelling, "Oh, my God! Where the hell am I?!" and run around the room for a few minutes. Then go back to bed. If your roommate asks, say you don't know what he/she is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Draw a tiny, black spot on your arm. Make it bigger every day. Look at it and say, "It's spreading, it's spreading".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Buy a McDonald's "Happy Meal" for lunch every day. Eat the straw and the napkin. Throw everything else away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Buy a plant. Sleep with it at night. Talk to it. After a few weeks, start to argue with it loudly. Then yell, "I can't live in the same room with you," storm out of the room and slam the door. Get rid of the plant, but keep the pot. Refuse to discuss the plant ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Buy a Jack-In-The-Box. Every day, turn the handle until the clown pops out. Scream continuously for twenty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Hang up pictures of chickens all over the room. If your roommate eats eggs, yell at him/her and call him/her a cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, "Soon, soon...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Lock the door while your roommate is out. When he/she comes back and tries to unlock it, yell, "Don't come in, I'm naked!" Keep this up for several hours. When you finally let your roommate in, immediately take off all of your clothes, and ignore your roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bring in potential "new" roommates from around campus. Give them tours of the room and the building. Have them ask about your roommate in front of him/her, and reply, "Oh, him/her? He/she won't be here much longer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If your roommate comes home after midnight, hit him/her on the head with a rolling pin. Immediately go to bed, muttering, "Ungrateful little..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Pile dirty dishes in your roommate's bed. Insist that you don't know how they got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Feign a serious illness for two weeks. Have a priest come to your room and visit you. Write out a will, leaving everything to your roommate. One day, miraculously "recover." Insist that your roommate write out a will, leaving everything to you. Every time he/she coughs, excitedly say, "Oooh, are you dying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Live in the hallway for a month. Afterwards, bring all of your stuff back into the room and tell your roommate, "Okay, your turn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Keep a tarantula in a jar for three days. Then get rid of the tarantula. If your roommate asks, say, "Oh, he's around here somewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Tell your roommate, "I've got an important message for you." Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, "Oh, yeah, I remember!" Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Bowl inside the room. Set up tournaments with other people in the building. Award someone a trophy. If your roommate wants to bowl too, explain that he/she needs bowling shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Walk backwards all the time. Then pretend to trip and hurt yourself. Fake an injury and go through a long, painful recovery. Start walking backwards again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Explain to your roommate that you're going to be housing a prospective student in the near future. One day, bring in a pig. If your roommate protests, hug the pig and tell your roommate that he/she hurt its feelings. Watch T.V with the pig, eating lots of bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, "Hey, where the hell is my sandwich!?" Complain loudly that you are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Punch a hole in the T.V. Sit and watch it anyway, complaining about the poor picture quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Wear a cape. Stand in front of an open window for about an hour every day. Then, one day, when your roommate is gone, go outside and lie down underneath the window, pretending to be hurt, and wait for your roommate to return. The next day, start standing in front of the window again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Collect potatoes. Paint faces on them and give them names. Name one after your roommate. Separate your roommate's potato from the others. Wait a few days, and then bake your roommate's potato and eat it. Explain to your roommate, "He just didn't belong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Fill an empty shaving cream can with whipped cream. Use it to shave, and then spray some into your mouth. Later on, complain that you feel sick. Continue this process for several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Cover your bed with a tent. Live inside it for a week. If your roommate asks, explain that "It's a jungle out there." Get your roommate to bring you food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Keep a vacuum cleaner in the middle of the room. Look at it with fear for a few days. Then stay out of the room entirely, opening the door only a crack and whispering to your roommate, "Psst! Is it gone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Break the window with a rock. If your roommate protests, explain that you were hot. Open and close the broken window as you normally would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Throw darts at a bare wall. All of a sudden, act excited, telling your roommate that you hit the bull's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Send flowers to your roommate, with a card that says, "I'm sorry. It won't happen again." When you see them, start ripping up the flowers. Repeat the process for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Call your roommate "Clyde" by accident. Start doing so every so often. Increase the frequency over the next few weeks, until you are calling him "Clyde" all the time. If your roommate protests, say, "I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore, Murray."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Hire a night watchman to guard the room while you are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Practice needlepoint every night. At one point, grab your thumb and scream, "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Cry hysterically for a few minutes, and then go to bed. Sob and sniff all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. When your roommate comes in, pretend that you are on the phone, screaming angrily and shouting obscenities. After you hang up, say, "That was your mum. She said she'd call back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Every time your roommate comes in, immediately turn off the lights and go to bed. When he/she leaves, get up and loudly yell, "Okay, guys, you can come out now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Sit in front of a chess board for hours, saying nothing, doing nothing. Then, look up and say, "I think this game goes a lot faster with two players."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Start wearing a crown, all the time. If your roommate tells you to take it off, say, "What the hell do you think you are? A king?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Talk back to your "Rice Krispies." All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, "No, I want to watch them suffer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for Michele, I haven't done any of those...yet. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this weekend Megan (Kate's sister) is coming to stay to visit the college, and I'll get to teach her knitting, and give her and Kate a tour of the Fine Arts building.  Then next weekend is break, which means I get to see Ross (definately on Tuesday night, so I'm excited. :D), and see the girls again!  Friday I'll be visiting Ms. Henry's AP Art class with Kate, and we get to show off our AP work, and I can talk about being at college I guess.  So anyways, fun stuff coming up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Ross posted another song for you music listeners.  www.myspace.com/rocknrossi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112864049845208641?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112864049845208641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112864049845208641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112864049845208641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112864049845208641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/10/50-ways-to-annoy-your-roommate.html' title='50 Ways to Annoy Your Roommate'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112777203027115802</id><published>2005-09-26T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:00:30.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/purdyhat21.jpg"&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/purdyhat21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell froze over; I finished another project. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it's a hat. Kate showed me a store in town that sold pretty wool yarn, and I bought a hank that was rainbow colors. It's verigated, which means that it's thick in some places, but thin in others, so it makes my stitches look interesting. I decided to make a hat with it. It came out a little too big, because it's supposed to be a tighter winter hat and I changed the pattern around without testing to see if it would still come out the right size (Oops).  But when I rolled it up even further, it still looks great. I was so happy with it that I wore it to the College Life class dinner yesterday. Wanted to wear it today, but it's pouring out, and I have no idea how the yarn would react to the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take other pictures of the hat to show more of it, but I like this picture the best.  I didn't even mean to only get half of my face in the photo, (it's hard to get my cameraphone at the right angle.)  For you facebookers, this is my new profile pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to end up having even more projects to finish, because I learned that there is a yarn store that just opened here.  My budget, free time, and sanity cries. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112777203027115802?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112777203027115802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112777203027115802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112777203027115802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112777203027115802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/09/hell-froze-over-i-finished-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112735986443630615</id><published>2005-09-21T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:31:04.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnotize</title><content type='html'>I just found out that Hypnotize, disc 2 of System of a Down's 2 CD set, is coming out November 22nd.  The day after that, RENT hits theaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Thanksgiving break.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112735986443630615?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112735986443630615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112735986443630615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112735986443630615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112735986443630615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/09/hypnotize.html' title='Hypnotize'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112688499254802037</id><published>2005-09-16T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T11:36:32.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy XXXVII</title><content type='html'>From the way the games seem to come out, we'll be seeing the game mentioned above in about 10 years.  Not that I'll complain. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only complaint right now is now I have to finish Final Fantasy VII soon, because the sequel, Dirge of Cerberus, is set to come out in November.  One of the sites says this game might not be an RPG at all, so I'm very interested in seeing this.  Also, there's a Final Fantasy XII set to come out next year.  That one I can't wait for, because apparently they use real-time battles like Kingdom Hearts, which should be fun!  I know I won't finish FFVII in time for the sequel, but maybe by the time I do the price of the new game will have gone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of now, I have 3 Final Fantasy games to finish (VII, IX, and X), 3 to begin, (VIII, Tactics, and X-2), plus finishing Kingdom Hearts, beginning it's sequel, and soon I'll have two more Final Fantasy games on my "To Play" list.  With how busy college will keep me, I expect to finish these games by the time the Playstaton 5 comes out.  I should buy a used PS2 to play the games in my spare time. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all, you may return to your normal lives, (but not after clicking the link in the previous post if you haven't already. ;) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112688499254802037?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112688499254802037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112688499254802037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112688499254802037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112688499254802037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/09/final-fantasy-xxxvii.html' title='Final Fantasy XXXVII'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112662792400030206</id><published>2005-09-13T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T21:42:53.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MuSiC!!!1!!</title><content type='html'>For all you music lovers out there, Ross has been working on getting his music recorded and put online for all of you to hear. As of this post "Sail Ho" and "I want you to die" is up for your listening pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now click the link, or else! &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=28914448&amp;amp;Mytoken=D6EA31EF-56D6-445E-921DE9D26CFC926F1017130890"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=28914448&amp;amp;Mytoken=D6EA31EF-56D6-445E-921DE9D26CFC926F1017130890&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: The songs are now up for download, too.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ross, the weekend before last he came up to visit me on Saturday, which was great. We toured around Oneonta for awhile, I got to try some pineapple pizza (still want to try banana, though...), and even took a random trip up to SUNY Delhi for no reason other than we could. Later he drove me back home where my dad made me some tuna noodle casserole, (which I ate too much of), and we watched the second Harry Potter movie until about 2 in the morning. I had so much fun that weekend, and I was so happy that he came up to visit. I have been missing him, but the fact that we're not too far away from each other and can visit helps me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I spent here. On Friday, Nessa, Kate and I just hung around. We had fun with those little frisbees that my mom sent with me, and walked around the campus a bit. On Saturday we went to a huge event in town where it was like a bunch of yard sales put all down Main Street. Got about 7 new pairs of earrings there. :) Then went to the fair at the Hunt Union, where we got some cool wax models of our hands done. Then later I threw the new frisbee I got around with Kate, and we played some video games later (including Bond, which I owned Kate in. ;) ) Sunday I played Ultimate Frisbee with a bunch of people, and then I hung out with the girls while watching Anger Management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my weekend, and the next one I'm probably going to go home for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, wish Lina a Happy Birthday! She's 19 today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112662792400030206?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112662792400030206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112662792400030206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112662792400030206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112662792400030206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/09/music1.html' title='MuSiC!!!1!!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112597769020749080</id><published>2005-09-05T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:34:50.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day: The day where you don't work...usually.</title><content type='html'>I was in class today.  Yep, that's right.  Oneonta didn't give its students the day off, so while you guys were enjoying sleeping in, I was up at 8, getting ready for classes.  I'm not that mad about that anymore, though.  Apparently since they didn't give us Labor Day off, we get 5 days off in October instead of 1 or 2 that other colleges get.  So, it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I can report on is that I love my parents.  Why?  Because they brought me 12 cans and 12 bottles of the chocolatey goodness that is Yoohoo.  Huzzah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all, and I return to my studies now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112597769020749080?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112597769020749080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112597769020749080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112597769020749080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112597769020749080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/09/labor-day-day-where-you-dont.html' title='Labor Day: The day where you don&apos;t work...usually.'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112500675816938410</id><published>2005-08-25T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:52:38.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Red Dragons!</title><content type='html'>Hello from Oneonta State!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved in on Monday, and since then I've been adjusting to college life very nicely.  I don't think it's really hit me yet that I'm not at home, and am on my own in many ways.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off, my dorm.  I live in the furthest hall from ANYTHING.  Seriously, the two Freshman only dorms, one which I'm in, are both at the opposite side of the campus from the academic buildings, dining halls, and everything else.  We have to walk uphill to get anywhere.  Either they did this to help us avoid the Freshman 15, or wanted to be cruel to us poor underclassmen.  Oh well, it's good exercise. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate is awesome.  We've been hanging out a lot since I got here, and she's really nice.  So, I think I got paired up well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes aren't too bad.  I took my Western Civilization I, Intro to Geology class &amp; lab, and Intro to Psychology classes yesterday.  Today was College Life (a 5 week class), 2D Design, and Composition.  The teachers seem nice, but we'll see how these next few weeks turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: It's okay.  There's some that's not too good, and we didn't go to the dining hall for dinner on Monday because the line was too long, so we ordered a pizza.  My breakfast yesterday, an egg muffin with cheese and tomato, was pretty good.  I also have a TON of food in my dorm, thanks to my mom, so I doubt I'll starve anytime here.  The storage space under my bed is filled mostly with snacks.  If I get the Freshman 15, that's why. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just to let you guys know, my cell phone is being stoopid.  I'm having a hard time making calls, and once Ross tried calling, and it said my phone # didn't exist anymore, (after I tried calling him 8 times with no success).  I did try to fix it the way my dad said to, but I made it worse. (o.O)  So, if you try to call, and you can't get through, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go.  I'm just waiting for my roommate to get back from class so we can head to dinner.  Then we're heading into town later tonight to check things out.  Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112500675816938410?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112500675816938410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112500675816938410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112500675816938410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112500675816938410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/yay-red-dragons.html' title='Yay Red Dragons!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112471983573190793</id><published>2005-08-22T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:10:35.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to get an edjumakashun</title><content type='html'>Well, today's the day.  I'll be heading out later to Oneonta, where I'll be going for my Graphic Design degree.  I'm not sure what I feel right now; nervous, excited, or if I just ate something bad last night...  Anyways, I won't be on the IM for a few days because my computer isn't in yet, so I won't be able to tell you all about my adventures so far until maybe Saturday.  I can be reached on the cell, and when I get the chance I'll give you all my dorm phone # and my mail address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you guys so much, and the next time you hear from me I'll be at college!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112471983573190793?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112471983573190793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112471983573190793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112471983573190793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112471983573190793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/off-to-get-edjumakashun.html' title='Off to get an edjumakashun'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112423409952515249</id><published>2005-08-16T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:14:59.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rollecooosturs!</title><content type='html'>I'm back!  Did you all miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lazy right now, so here's a brief update on my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the Motorcycle Hall of Fame museum.  Saw some of the earliest Motocross bikes, and some recent ones, including Chad Reed and Ricky Carmichael's.  Also some old riding gear, jerseys, artwork, and just general Motocross history.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rode front seat on Millenium Force.  I'm surprised I didn't do that sooner, considering that I've been on it 15 times before this trip. ;)  It was soooo cool, because we were looking over the hill while waiting for the rest of the train to come by, and MAN did my eyes water the whole ride!  90 mph down an 80 degree hill on a 310 foot coaster in the front seat.  Wicked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Even better than front seat on that, is front seat on Top Thrill Dragster!  Dragster is the world's tallest (412 feet), and fastest (120 mph) coaster in the world.  I had rode it once before, but couldn't ride it again the last time I was there because it closed.  Well, I got on it once on Sunday with Dad and Robert, even though they closed it for a few minutes because it was raining (apparently, that coaster can't run in the rain...).  Monday, Nick and I went to ride it, and we both went for the front seat.  The wait wasn't that bad, but it didn't matter because it was worth it!  Though I did get a few bugs splattered on me, looking down a 90 degree angle drop at 400+ feet is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking of bugs, my ride on Millenium Force on Sunday wasn't too good.  While we were waiting in line, we noticed the people in the cars as they were coming into the station were spitting and wiping their eyes and clothes.  Apparently, there was a huge cloud of gnats around the end of the ride.  People were coming off with their shirts black from the bugs splattered on it.  That's what going through a bunch of bugs at 65 mph does.  I was so happy I wore my hooded sweatshirt, because I pulled it up, and then ducked before I got to the camelback humps, where the bugs were.  I only got a few on my hand, and my headrest was covered in them.  Eeewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, I guess that wasn't brief.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112423409952515249?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112423409952515249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112423409952515249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112423409952515249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112423409952515249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/rollecooosturs.html' title='rollecooosturs!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112386445691461677</id><published>2005-08-12T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:11:59.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T-SHIRT!</title><content type='html'>For all of those who've read The Half-Blood Prince, click here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.punksandnerds.com/innocent.html"&gt;http://www.punksandnerds.com/innocent.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: There is a link to a comic on that site in the link above.  For those too lazy to find it on that page, here it is.  &lt;a href="http://www.punksandnerds.com/d/0132.html"&gt;http://www.punksandnerds.com/d/0132.html&lt;/a&gt;  I'm not sure whether to call this a "spoiler" type thing, because I don't really see it as a spoiler, but you never know what people think.  Proceed with caution, and don't drink anything while reading it.  If you decide to, keep some paper towels nearby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112386445691461677?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112386445691461677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112386445691461677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112386445691461677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112386445691461677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/t-shirt_12.html' title='T-SHIRT!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112381683753732348</id><published>2005-08-11T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T23:23:48.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>t-shirt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adctalk.com/index.php?showtopic=1997312&amp;st=0&amp;amp;#entry15932503"&gt;http://adctalk.com/index.php?showtopic=1997312&amp;st=0&amp;amp;#entry15932503&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, someone thought that Transformers toys were dishwasher safe... He threw the toys in the dishwasher to dust them off. And he was actually surprised that they didn't come out like he wanted them to. *sigh* Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ross is back early from camp, though not for a good reason. He has mono, so he had to come home. I suppose I'll have to lay off on the alien abductions for awhile so he can rest up and get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't read that. *neuralizes your brain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I won't be available from Saturday to Tuesday evening, because I'll be in Ohio, riding this monster ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cedarpoint.com/public/inside_park/rides/thrill/ttd/specs/index.cfm"&gt;http://www.cedarpoint.com/public/inside_park/rides/thrill/ttd/specs/index.cfm&lt;/a&gt;, and other very high and fast rollercoasters. Yay, rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and incase no one realizes this yet, my IM loves to kick me on and off at random times.  So if you send me a message, and I get kicked off a couple minutes later, I didn't get it, so don't think I'm ignoring you or anything.  Just resend it.  No one has thought that yet, (I think...), but just incase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112381683753732348?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112381683753732348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112381683753732348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112381683753732348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112381683753732348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/t-shirt.html' title='t-shirt?'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112371644026127657</id><published>2005-08-10T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:27:20.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahtwurk</title><content type='html'>For those who are interested, I've uploaded some of my art to my Deviantart site.  Yeah, most of you have seen it before, but for those who haven't, click on the link to the right. ---&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112371644026127657?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112371644026127657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112371644026127657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112371644026127657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112371644026127657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahtwurk.html' title='ahtwurk'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112370725408546172</id><published>2005-08-10T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:54:16.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm feelin' much better now."</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and Monday I was feeling emotionally shitty at times.  Today I'm feeling better.  The only thing that's making me feel sad today is that the Allspark is down.  Ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've got quite a bit of my college shopping done.  Still need to do a couple of things, but pretty much it's stuff that if I forget it I can buy in town anyways.  I finally got my dad to order my laptop for me, but unfortunately it's not going to ship until the 19th, and most likely won't be here until the 22nd or even the 24th.  Which means that he's going to have to bring it up to me, because I'll be in Oneonta on the 22nd.  I just need to make copies of my files on this computer to transfer to the new one.  It would've been easier just to hook them up and upload them from here, but oh well.  I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also put some of my CD's and DVDs into the new case I bought for them.  I can't take all of them, so I'm just putting in the CDs I listen to the most, and the DVDs that people will want to watch, which includes both Monty Python films I own, and MST3K.  I'm bound to meet other geeks who love these shows. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm off to either:&lt;br /&gt;A.) Work on my scarf&lt;br /&gt;B.) Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;C.) Scan my artwork onto the computer to put onto my deviantart account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112370725408546172?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112370725408546172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112370725408546172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112370725408546172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112370725408546172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-feelin-much-better-now.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m feelin&apos; much better now.&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112365381719907932</id><published>2005-08-10T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:03:37.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Quizzes</title><content type='html'>I need something to cheer me up, so here are some quizzes I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Democrat&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;'Imunimaginative's Deviantart Page'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Democrat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Anarchism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'58'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Communism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'58'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Socialist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'42'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;42%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Republican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'17'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;17%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Fascism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'8'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;8%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Nazi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'0'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;0%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snicker* Good thing my mom doesn't read my blog. ;) I personally don't really align myself with any particular party at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="'http://images.quizfarm.com/1110084125questionmark.jpg'" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;agnosticism&lt;/b&gt;. You are an agnostic. Though it is generally taken that agnostics neither believe nor disbelieve in God, it is possible to be a theist or atheist in addition to an agnostic. Agnostics don't believe it is possible to prove the existence of God (nor lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;Agnosticism is a philosophy that God's existence cannot be proven. Some say it is possible to be agnostic and follow a religion; however, one cannot be a devout believer if he or she does not truly believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;agnosticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'88'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Buddhism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'67'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Satanism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Paganism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Hinduism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'42'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;42%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'29'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;29%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Judaism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'21'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;21%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;atheism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'4'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;4%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="10907'"&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'600'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Confusion -ism&lt;/b&gt;. Confusion-ism... isn't really a religion. Either you were once a member of a religion or where once an aethist. Some people were neither, they just never gave it any thought. The Aethist answer of "Nothing exist" just don't feel right to you but then again you haven't found anything that did feel right. In a nutshell, you are confused about it all. You must do some soul searching and studying on every religious elemment you can get your hands on, in time you will come across something that you just feel through and through to be right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" width="'300'" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Confusion -ism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'68'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;68%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Druidism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'48'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;48%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Wicca/Witchcraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'45'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;45%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Atheist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'23'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;23%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="'1'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'" width="'15'" bgcolor="'#dddddd'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;15%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id="1631'"&gt;What religion are you closest to?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:'1';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="'http://quizfarm.com'"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is actually REALLY close to how I feel spiritually right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would put up some more results, but I'm tired.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112365381719907932?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112365381719907932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112365381719907932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112365381719907932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112365381719907932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-3-quizzes.html' title='I &lt;3 Quizzes'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112312482369355966</id><published>2005-08-03T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:07:03.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcomic!</title><content type='html'>I just went through reading all of the comics on a website called Alien Loves Predator.  The plot is an Alien named Abe, and a Predator named Preston, living together in NYC.  I have to say, I bursted out laughing at a few of the strips...make that a lot of the strips!  Anyways, if anyone's interested, read it here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://alienlovespredator.com/index.php"&gt;http://alienlovespredator.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reading comics like that makes me want to draw my own.  I do have the urge to do my own comic, but I'm not sure where to start.  One idea is something about my life, since I love doing self-portraits, but more exagerated.  It'd have all of my friends, and just random, everyday situations...and giant robots.  Lots of giant robots.  Maybe a couple aliens, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I go do some doodles now, or read some 8-Bit Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sword-chucks, yo!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112312482369355966?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112312482369355966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112312482369355966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112312482369355966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112312482369355966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/webcomic.html' title='Webcomic!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112311083269738846</id><published>2005-08-03T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:13:52.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The animal in me...</title><content type='html'>...is apparently a snake or bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animalinyou.com/Snake.htm"&gt;http://www.animalinyou.com/Snake.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animalinyou.com/Bat.htm"&gt;http://www.animalinyou.com/Bat.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find them sort of fitting, especially the bat.  They both represent the "artistic types."  Yet, one says that I'm disloyal, yet the other says I'm very loyal.  Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what is the animal in YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.animalinyou.com"&gt;http://www.animalinyou.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112311083269738846?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112311083269738846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112311083269738846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112311083269738846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112311083269738846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/08/animal-in-me.html' title='The animal in me...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112284974515110592</id><published>2005-07-31T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T19:17:11.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I just came back from one of the most awesome weekends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, my dad and I left for an almost 6 hour drive to Vermont so I could visit a certain ukulele player at camp. The beginning of our trip wasn't so bad. I worked on making my sock, and drove for a little bit. I have to say, the scenery in Vermont is beautiful. The sky is clearer than Binghamton, less clouds, and the hills were gorgeous! It seems like a place I want to live, despite having to drive for quite awhile to get anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we made it to the hotel, had dinner at Applebee's (where I spilled a whole glass of Sprite on my pants. Real classy, huh? ;) ), and then headed off to find Camp Aloha Hive. We made it to the right town, but my dad got the directions to the wrong camp. One of the directors pointed us in the right direction, but we still had to stop and ask a few more people where to go. A trip that should've taken 30 minutes took and hour and a half. I was getting pretty frustraited, but all of it melted away when we got to the right camp, and Ross was standing in the window, waiting for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent that night hanging out with him, meeting his coworkers, and relaxing. He got his birthday presents from me then, and the t-shirt I made, saying "What would you do for a free t-shirt?", was a big hit not only with him, but with everyone else at camp. Ross surprised me with some funky earrings he got for me, which I enjoyed wearing that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the next morning we met up at the camp, and went out for breakfast at a local diner. Then, we drove around for a little while, admiring the scenery, and singing to some They Might Be Giants. We stopped in the town of Hanover, the college town for Dartmouth college, and walked around the town. He picked up the third Harry Potter book, I found another pair of earrings for my collection, and we just browsed around. We saw a couple of other counselors, including his friend Loni, and then went to Molly's Restaurant for lunch. I didn't eat much, but we did have fun drawing all over the big paper they put across the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding out that Hanover police are prejudice against New York drivers, we went searching for a mini golf course. We found one, which was like the one down by the Giant, except a little more fun, and with more water hazards. I almost won, but the king of Mini Golf still holds his crown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we just drove around some more. We stopped at a fair and art gallery for a little bit, then headed down to the other camp he works at, Horizons. He showed me around, and we played a game of PIG at the basketball courts. Then, we grabbed some ice cream, and drove to another town to just walk around. We went back to Aloha Hive around the time the kids had to go to bed, and sat on the back porch behind the kitchen, watching the bats flying around and the sun set over the water. We talked, and just sat there together, enjoying each other's company. It was very peaceful, and I wished I lived there, just to be able to do that everyday. We decided to relocate after a bat nearly hit us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later, we headed to Aloha Camp to attend something for Counselors and Alumni. We tried just parking the car at the other camp and walking it, but we decided to go back for the car later. I enjoyed the walk though. :) We stayed at the party for a little bit, and then had to leave around 11:30 so I'd be back at the hotel by 12. And that was my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just my dad and I going home, so nothing exciting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this weekend made my summer. I didn't realize just how much I would miss him when summer began, but just being able to see him again definately lifted my spirits. I was also thrilled to hear what a wonderful time he is having working at the camp, and it was very nice to see that he was doing something he's enjoying for the summer.  He'll be coming back on the 19th, so I'm looking forward to being able to see him again before I leave for college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112284974515110592?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112284974515110592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112284974515110592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112284974515110592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112284974515110592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/well-i-just-came-back-from-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112234914359920662</id><published>2005-07-25T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:39:03.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SKEWLEEZ!</title><content type='html'>Well, I think the Schoolies did a LOT better this week, right guys?  I expect Thank-You cards for getting our original spot at the cafe back. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me.  I still have a couple things I need to do.  This summer was supposed to be relaxing, but it's hard to relax when I've still got stuff I need to do that I've been putting off.  My goal is to have stuff done by Friday.  But it's late, so for now it's time to settle down, hang out, and possibly work on my latest knitting project; a scarf with three different color yarns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112234914359920662?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112234914359920662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112234914359920662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112234914359920662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112234914359920662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/skewleez.html' title='SKEWLEEZ!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112216839009067112</id><published>2005-07-23T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T21:27:06.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/socks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/socks3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy, because yesterday I just finished knitting my first pair of socks! Aren't they pretty? The yarn for it was a nice wool that I bought from the yarn store on Washington Ave, and the woman who owns the shop even helped me get it started, and with the heel on one of them. I'm so proud of my creation, that I've been wearing them quite a bit. (Yeah, I know, it's summer. But amazingly my feet aren't too hot.) They are a little big at the cuffs, and I made the foot smaller than what the pattern said, but I like 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics of them, modeled by yours truly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/socks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/socks1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/socks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/320/socks2.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112216839009067112?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112216839009067112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112216839009067112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112216839009067112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112216839009067112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/socks.html' title='SOCKS!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112171659577302563</id><published>2005-07-18T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:56:35.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Half-Blood Prince is...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To those who haven't finished reading The Half-Blood Prince, DO NOT READ THIS POST ANY FURTHER!&lt;/strong&gt;  THERE ARE BIG SPOILERS IN HERE!  DO NOT COME OVER AND KICK MY ASS IF YOU CHOOSE TO READ IT AND YOU SEE THINGS THAT YOU HAVEN'T READ YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good.  Those who keep on reading anyways, despite not finishing the book, I hold no liability over you not listening to warnings. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's some points that I found interesting through the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chapter two.  As you all know, I am a fan of Severus Snape.  I was practically screaming in my head for him not to make an Unbreakable Vow with Narcissa.  I'll admit, this chapter did raise some doubts about him, but I decided to read on before making any judgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Slughorn.  Definately didn't like this character.  I didn't like him because he only associated with those whom he would get things out of.  I was half-expecting him to be working for Voldemort, but I guess not all former-Slytherins like the Dark Side.  Though, he wasn't as bad as that bitch, Umbridge, whom I was hoping was the one to die in book 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Romance, romance, ROMANCE!  Ginny needs to relax when it comes to dating, methinks.  Ron needed to be slapped a few times.  He and Hermoine need to hook up, (which looks like they did.)  And poor Harry, he was like Peter Parker at the end of Spiderman; he could be with the girl he loved, but thinks he can't because his enemies will go after her.  (I'm guessing Ginny will still be helping Harry in Book 7, but we'll see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does anyone else think that the whole Tonks/Lupin thing came out of NOWHERE?  Also, I still don't like Fleur.  Bill has weird preferences, (and they're going to get even weirder from now on...poor Bill!  *cries*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking of poor Harry, once again nobody listens to the boy.  Draco was up to something, so was Snape, and everyone kept on dismissing his thoughts.  Haven't these people learned anything after what happened in the last book?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Horcruxes.  That definately wasn't something I expected.  Seven parts of Lord Voldemort to destroy!  The diary was already destroyed, I can't remember what the other one was, and the others...  The fake locket took me by surprise, and I was disappointed that it was a fake.  However, somebody posted a theory that another person made about that Horcrux, and I find it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;"Dumbledore knew the locket was a fake, and that it was never the Horcrux in the cave. The Horcrux was the potion which Dumbledore drank. This makes Dumbledore's talk of things being "all my fault" when he drinks the potion all the more eerie, because Dumbledore is giving voice to the remorse which Voldemort has stripped from his soul. The plan was to make Harry feed Dumbledore the Horcrux, and then make Snape destroy the Horcrux by killing Dumbledore."&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting, no?  It makes a weird sort of sense, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking of what was mentioned above, it's time to talk about what made me grab for tissues; the death of Dumbledore, and the betrayal of Severus Snape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To those who haven't read the end, are spoiled now, and want my blood, come and get it. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I knew that someone was going to end up dying in this book.  It was inevitable.  But I didn't think that it would be Dumbledore of all characters!  After reading chapter 2, I had a sinking feeling that Snape would've been put up to do the mission for Malfoy, since he would fail in killing Harry Potter (which is what I thought the mission was), Snape would've been in a bind, he would refuse to do it, because he was on their side, and he dies heroicly.  There are quite a few good points people have made in Snape's defense, too.  Here's one that I found very thought provoking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think JR has fooled you if you think Snape is a bad guy. I believe that Dumbledore had planned far in advance for Snape to Avada Kedavra him. Remember Hagrid saying he saw Dumbledore and Snape having a heated argument? Snape was saying that Dumbledore was asking too much of him and dumbledore replied with something along the lines of: You already agreed to it. I suspect that that arguement was Dumbledore telling Snape that Snape will have to kill him soon. Dumbledore's plan does 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;1) Spares Draco having to kill Snape, making his redemption easier&lt;br /&gt;2) Allows for Snape to gain more of Voldemort and The Death Eaters' trust  When Dumbledore was pleading with Snape, he wasn't pleading for his life. That is not what Dumbledore does. Dumbledore was pleading for Snape to do what was agreed: Avada Kedavra Dumbledore.The look and hatred on Snape's face when he did that was hatred for what he had to do, not hatred for the only man to give him a second chance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good post, and I agree with it.  There wasn't really any explination about the argument between Snape and Dumbledore, so it could have been Dumbledore explaining the plan to Snape, and/or telling Snape that if keeping his secret safe meant killing Dumbledore, then he had to do it.  So, the whole thing was premeditated so Snape would not only destroy Dumbledore to keep his trust among the Death Eaters, but also to destroy one of the Horcruxes.  This would also explain why Snape was furious when Harry called him a coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Anti-Snape people might think that I'm trying to find some light within a "bad guy" still, but poo to you all, there's still book 7 to find out his true allegence. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore's death, I have to say, really affected me more than Sirius'.  Not only was the murder commited by my favorite character, but it was totally unexpected.  I was hoping that the curse didn't work, and Dumbledore was fine, or at least he wasn't meant to die until book 7.  Right when he was killed, I started crying as I kept on reading.  From his death, to the characters talking about Severus' betrayal, to the funeral, I cried.  Sometimes I couldn't read the text until I dried my eyes.  Then, I'd stop crying, a character says something emotional, and I cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending of the book heavily hinted at what's going on next, (and I read in the newspaper this morning that it would.)  No seventh year at Hogwarts?  Well, that's a neat change, and probably better, because then we'd be sick of the same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, the identity of the Half-Blood Prince.  When Hermoine found the picture of the girl with the last name "Prince," I was like "Okay, that's unexpected..."  I was figuring it'd be someone we already knew, but I never thought it'd be Snape!  I actually like that idea.  Made sense how he knew where Harry learned Sectumsempra immediately, and where James had learned Levicorpus, too.  Also makes sense when he questioned Harry about his potions book quite a bit, even with Roonil Wezezlby written on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I could think of now.  To those who finished the book, I wanna hear YOUR theories and stuff.  To those who haven't, why are you reading this? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112171659577302563?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112171659577302563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112171659577302563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112171659577302563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112171659577302563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-half-blood-prince-is.html' title='And the Half-Blood Prince is...!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112121361726415675</id><published>2005-07-12T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:13:37.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la vie Bohem!</title><content type='html'>I just watched something on Law and Order that amused me, and will amuse you RENT fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RENT was based off of an opera called La Bohem.  Detective Green is played by Jesse L. Martin, who was the original Tom Collins in the broadway show, and is in the movie.  In the episode of Law and Order I was watching, Detectives Green and Briscoe are searching the apartment of a murdered director of admissions to a prestigious elementary school.  They walk in, and opera music is playing.  As they search, Briscoe mentions how she seemed to like opera, and picks up the playbill of, you guessed it, La Bohem.  Green then makes some weird comment about that opera, but I forgot what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that amused you other RENT fans, too.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112121361726415675?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112121361726415675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112121361726415675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112121361726415675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112121361726415675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/viva-la-vie-bohem.html' title='Viva la vie Bohem!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112105405678595049</id><published>2005-07-10T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:54:16.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek quiz</title><content type='html'>Heheh, I know, this wasn't posted long after the last one.  But this deserves it's own post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: sans-serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Geek Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4D2F9"&gt;Fashion Geekiness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E8D7F4"&gt;Gamer Geekiness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDEE"&gt;SciFi Geekiness: High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D2E3E8"&gt;Geekiness in Love: Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E8E3"&gt;Music Geekiness: Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#BBEEDD"&gt;Academic Geekiness: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B0F4D7"&gt;Internet Geekiness: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A4F9D2"&gt;Movie Geekiness: Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99FFCC"&gt;General Geekiness: None&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgeekyareyouquiz/"&gt; How Geeky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Geeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112105405678595049?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112105405678595049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112105405678595049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112105405678595049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112105405678595049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/geek-quiz.html' title='Geek quiz'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112105308060258696</id><published>2005-07-10T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:47:56.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;Your Birthdate: March 19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;Your birth on the 19th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your life path.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, it poses a number of obstacles to overcome before you are able to be as independent as you would like. The number 1 energy suggests more executive ability and leadership qualities than your path may have indicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 19th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. However, a somewhat self-centered approach to life that may be in conflict with some of the other influences in your life.&lt;br /&gt;This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed.&lt;br /&gt;You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;You do not tend to follow convention or take advice very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, you tend to learn through experience; sometimes hard experiences.&lt;br /&gt;The 19/1 is a loner number and you may experience feelings of being alone even if you are married.&lt;br /&gt;You may take on a tendency to be nervous and angry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt; href="&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm...I dunno, I'll let you guys decide how right this is. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And here's another one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#66CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 23 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:+6;color:#0000CC;"&gt;  23  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a&gt; href="&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, if I am twenty-three at heart, I sure don't physically show it.  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112105308060258696?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112105308060258696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112105308060258696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112105308060258696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112105308060258696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/your-birthdate-march-19your-birth-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112088115911665790</id><published>2005-07-08T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T23:52:39.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Milonakis *shudders*</title><content type='html'>Know the Andy Milonakis show that just premired?  How it looks like it's a 12 year old doing it?  Well, turns out he's not a 12 year old...he was born in 1976.  Here's the proof: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Milonakis"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Milonakis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't make the show any better.  I still think it's dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112088115911665790?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112088115911665790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112088115911665790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112088115911665790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112088115911665790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/andy-milonakis-shudders.html' title='Andy Milonakis *shudders*'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112078790630394195</id><published>2005-07-07T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:00:09.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7153/840/1600/GryffindorScarf2.jpg"&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/GryffindorScarf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scarf! The way I have it stretched width wise is how it's supposed to look, but it came out like the round tube it is around my neck. Hopefully when I block it it'll come out flat. I like the colors, though. Plus it still needs the tassels put on. I'll probably make a Slytherin scarf to go along with it (I have the colors), or make a hat to wear with it since I have enough leftover yarn. I wouldn't be able to make it in time for the Harry Potter party, though, so I'll just wait on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112078790630394195?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112078790630394195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112078790630394195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112078790630394195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112078790630394195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/scarf.html' title='Scarf!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112071069470356542</id><published>2005-07-07T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T00:31:34.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better be...GRYFFINDOR!</title><content type='html'>Well, I just finished my Gryffindor scarf today!  The pattern calls for it to be about 60 inches long, but I knitted it to 52 inches, which is just fine for a small person like me to wear.  The sides still do curl on it, which makes it look like a round scarf.  It doesn't look bad, actually, but I want to try and flatten it out to look like the scarves in the movies.  If you've read the post before, you'll know that I don't want to end up with a melted wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution is to knit up a "swatch", which is a small sample of a yarn which knitters make to check the "gauge," or how many stiches are within an inch, or usually 4 inches.  I'm going to use an iron to steam that first to see the limits of the yarn.  Once I figure that out, I'll try it on the scarf.  There's going to be tassels at the ends, but I'm going to wait until it's flat before I put them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a picture of my scarf up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112071069470356542?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112071069470356542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112071069470356542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112071069470356542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112071069470356542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/better-begryffindor.html' title='Better be...GRYFFINDOR!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112044953680614375</id><published>2005-07-03T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:58:56.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Artistic Update</title><content type='html'>Here's an update on my WIP's so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter Scarf:&lt;/strong&gt; Got about 27 inches knitted, but there's a problem.  The scarf curls in on itself, so instead of looking flat like in the movies, it looks like a semi-round tube.  There's a technique that can be done called blocking, which would flatten it out.  The problem is that almost every knitting site I've been to said that it would only work on natural yarns, and the yarn I'm doing is acrylic (AKA: Man-made and AKA: plastic).  Some sites say that if I pin it flat, then use the steam setting on an iron, and, without touching it, blast it, it'll flatten out.  But there's a risk that if I do it too hot or hard, the fabric will melt (no joking.).  We'll see how this goes.  If I finish it soon enough, and it ends up melting, I could knit another one out in a different stitch where it wouldn't curl.  I would've used natural yarn to begin with, but all AcMoore had in the colors I needed were the acrylic yarns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross's Present:&lt;/strong&gt; Got the supplies, and just began working on it.  It's looking good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow bag:&lt;/strong&gt; Knitted only a few inches of it, and that took me a couple days because there's so many stitches to it!  I have to do two pieces of what I'm working on, then make the sides, straps...this will take awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drawings in general:&lt;/strong&gt; I just did some sketches tonight, including a picture I've had in my head for a few days.  Reading some "Squee!" and other Jhonen Vasquez comics got me in a drawing mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I saw War of the Worlds...twice!  Once on opening night with Man, and again the next day with other Man and Nessa.  I loved this movie!  The CGI was awesome, and Spielburg knows how to show destruction.  There were some things I thought were bad, (how did the kid survive, and how was that guy recording the tripod coming out of the ground?!), but other than that, awesome!  I'm even going to see it again when Mom and Dad go.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112044953680614375?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112044953680614375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112044953680614375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112044953680614375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112044953680614375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/artistic-update.html' title='Artistic Update'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-112023292678917099</id><published>2005-07-01T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:51:44.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Questionare</title><content type='html'>I was looking through some knitting sites when I found this questionare on someone's knitting blog. I thought it'd be fun to answer it, even though some of the questions you people will have no idea what I'm talking about. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Are you a yarn snob (do you prefer higher quality and/or natural fibers)? Do you avoid Red Heart and Lion Brand? Or is it all the same to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm just learning how to knit, so I buy the cheaper acrylic yarns. Once I get into it more, and have a bigger budget, I'll get some of the nicer stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Do you spin? Crochet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I tried crocheting when I was little, but I couldn't get it. Maybe I'll learn sometime, but for now knitting is just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you have any allergies? (smoke, pets, fibers, perfume, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Pets, some perfumes, pollen, ragweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. How long have you been knitting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Since Jan 2005 I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Do you have an Amazon or other online wish list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What's your favorite scent? (for candles, bath products etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Raspberry, though I do love these hot cocoa scented candles my mom bought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Do you have a sweet tooth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I do like sweet things once in awhile, but most of the time I prefer real food, and not something with a lot of sugar. A lot of Easter and Halloween candy goes uneaten because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What other crafts or Do-It-Yourself things do you like to do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very much an artist. My favorite things to do include drawing with pencil and micron pens, and painting with acrylics. I used to do some crafts with my mom, but not so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What kind of music do you like? Can your computer/stereo play MP3s? (if your buddy wants to make you a CD)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a variety of tastes, and can generally find something I like in just about every category of music. What I listen to the most is heavy metal, hard rock stuff, like System of a Down, and Static-X. However, I also listen to Kelly Clarkson, Weird Al Yankovic, and just recently I've been listening to They Might Be Giants. And yes, my computer can play MP3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What's your favorite color? Or--do you have a color family/season/palette you prefer? Any colors you just can't stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The two colors I like the most are black and pink. My preferences for the moment tends to change a lot. When I worked on a self-portrait, I was into the color purple, so that was what I used. When I began my first purse project, I wanted a natural color, so I chose green. Right now, the purse I'm knitting is rainbow colored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. What is your family situation? Do you have any pets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently live at home with my family (until August, when I head off for college), and I have one pet; a Shih Tzu/Laso Apso mix named Paddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What are your life dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To be successful with my artwork, find a nice place for me to live with someone I love, have a great job in an art-related field, and be able to afford my hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is/are your favorite yarn/s to knit with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm still new to the craft, so I just use the acrylic yarns I bought. Once I get into it more, I'd like to knit with some of the fancier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What fibers do you absolutely *not* like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is/are your current knitting obsession/s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Purses. I've been knitting purses and headbands for pratice before I begin something bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. What is/are your favorite item/s to knit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a favorite one yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. What are you knitting right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bag from a pattern I found in the book "Stitch 'N Bitch" that is big enough for a sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What do you think about ponchos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tried one on once, and found it weird to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you prefer straight or circular needles?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight, because I haven't tried the circular ones yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Bamboo, aluminum, plastic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Aluminum. One of my plastic needles broke on me yesterday, (because I was listening to TMBG, and I was waving the needle in beat with the song. It snapped at the top.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Are you a sock knitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have not tried yet, but will after these projects are complete, and when I get the appropriate needles for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. How did you learn to knit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I saw an ad for a knitting kit, and bought it. Couldn't figure it out at first, but my mom showed me how to do one basic knit, and I taught myself from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. How old is your oldest UFO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just finished my UFO, but it was about 2 months old, because I was too busy with school stuff to work on it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What is your favorite animated character or a favorite animal/bird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Starscream is my fav animated character, and my favorite animal is the cougar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. What is your favorite holiday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween for the costumes, and Christmas because I like how everything feels so calm at that time of year (except during gift shopping o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Is there anything that you collect?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers toys. I've got over 100 to 200+ so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. What knitting magazine subscriptions do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Any books out there you are dying to get your hands on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I've got it preordered, and am going to the midnight madness at Barnes and Noble with my friends to pick it up. I might even knit a scarf just for that. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-112023292678917099?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/112023292678917099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=112023292678917099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112023292678917099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/112023292678917099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/07/knitting-questionare.html' title='Knitting Questionare'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111955205750023554</id><published>2005-06-23T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T14:40:57.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AP Portfolio</title><content type='html'>I'm very happy right now because my AP Portfolio has just arrived!  I thought I wouldn't be able to display my best work at my graduation party, because I sent them off for the AP, but looks like I can now!  They did pack it weird, because now the back of my robot painting has pastels from the leaf drawing smeared on it.  Oh well...but I still don't have my score yet.  Probably won't get that until mid-July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing to make me happy, I got my graduation present from my Great Aunt and Uncle yesterday; homemade perogies!  Yummy! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111955205750023554?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111955205750023554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111955205750023554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111955205750023554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111955205750023554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/06/ap-portfolio.html' title='AP Portfolio'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111929657656534508</id><published>2005-06-20T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:42:56.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer begins...soon?</title><content type='html'>Ross left for his camp job early today.  I spent yesterday just hanging out with him, helping him pack, and eating a pineapple upsidedown cake his mom made (yummy!).  His family gave me a graduation present; a flame bandana, and stationary so I can write to Ross while he's away.  Yay! :)  But, I'm sad right now because I know I'll miss him, but I hope he has a great time at camp, and besides, I'm going up to visit him at some point!  (w00t!)  I also need to get to work on his birthday present, which will be part of an in-joke between us.  I'm not writing what it is just incase he gets the chance to check random journals online.  Sorry, hun. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm making a list of things I want to do this summer, like books to read, art projects to do, etc.  Last summer I got NOTHING done, so I have to try again this year.  Maybe it's a good thing I don't have a job, because I have more time to do stuff I want.  But I still wish I was earning extra money.  I'll be learning how to make jewelry, so I'll see if I can sell those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to eventually study for that physics exams...keyword being "eventually." ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111929657656534508?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111929657656534508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111929657656534508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111929657656534508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111929657656534508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-beginssoon.html' title='Summer begins...soon?'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111854491139681676</id><published>2005-06-11T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:27:01.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>List 'o stuff</title><content type='html'>List 5 things that you don't like, 5 don'ts and 5 do's that refer to you. After doing so in your lj (or blog) tag another 5 people you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I Don't Like:&lt;br /&gt;- Bitter days when it's too cold to even snow.&lt;br /&gt;- Death and being afraid of it.&lt;br /&gt;- Worrying too much over anything.  Even if it's insignificant, I'll be thinking about it for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;- People who get very upset and tailgate me when I drive the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;- My allergies and asthma, which prevents me from doing things or going places I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Don'ts:&lt;br /&gt;- Touch my artwork without permission...make that touch ANYONE'S artwork without permission.  My mom touched a beautiful fabric piece that one of my teachers made that was hanging in one of the school offices, and she didn't understand why I was upset over her doing that.  Touching artwork once won't damage it much, but thousands of grubby fingers poking it will.&lt;br /&gt;- Make everything one huge competition against everyone.  Being a little competitive in some things is fun for everyone, but unless you're going for an Olympic medal, chill out!&lt;br /&gt;- Tell me that I'm wrong in what I believe, or think that your beliefs are superior.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe that you're way better than anyone else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;- Mock my hobbies or anything I make.  Sure, I'll mock my own stuff, too, but sometimes it just hurts when anyone makes a mean comment about what I do or like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Do's:&lt;br /&gt;- Complement my artwork.  Nothing gives me a reason to continue my work more than to hear that someone likes it.&lt;br /&gt;- Relax, and stop being serious.  Sure, I'll be serious at times, too, but if you take everything too seriously you'll have no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;- Let me help you with something.  If I'm around you, and you're doing work of some kind, I'll offer to help because I'll feel bad just standing there.  Allow me to do something.&lt;br /&gt;- Make the best of any situation.  When it rained on my class trip, instead of calling it the worst-day-ever like most people did, I just shrugged it off, pulled up the hood of my sweatshirt, and had a great time anyways.&lt;br /&gt;- Listen to me when I start to stress over anything, because sometimes I just need to talk about it to someone before I would be able to get it off my mind.  Even if it's something stupid, you don't have to say anything or give me advice.  Just let me talk it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List ten things you enjoy, even when no one is around. What lowers your stress / blood pressure / anxiety level? Make a list, post it to your journal, and then tag five friends and ask them to post it to theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Painting, especially with acrylics.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drawing&lt;br /&gt;3. Listening to the wind blowing through the trees on a nice day, or the rain and rumbling of a thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Typing out stories, even if they'll be shown to no one but me.&lt;br /&gt;5. Being able to make people laugh because of my eccentric jewelry or funny t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Holding my dog.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watching a DVD of one of my favorite TV shows, like Mystery Science Theater 3000.&lt;br /&gt;8. Knitting&lt;br /&gt;9. Posing a new Transformer I bought on my desk or a shelf.&lt;br /&gt;10. Reading a good book or fan fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs up and tags Man, Man2, Glajch, Kate, and Liz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111854491139681676?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111854491139681676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111854491139681676' title='3208 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111854491139681676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111854491139681676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/06/list-o-stuff.html' title='List &apos;o stuff'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>3208</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111826960636823606</id><published>2005-06-08T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T18:26:46.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jorbless</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get the camp job. :(  I was hoping for it, but they had enough girl counselors already.  Oh well.  I'll check out Highland Park's camp tomorrow, but I don't know what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just stick around here and do more babysitting or help neighbors around their homes for the summer.  Who knows what I'll do.  I would just like to do something to keep me busy and earn money at the same time.  Doing some art project would be cool, like commissioned works, or making jewelry to sell.  I should put my creative talents to use. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided that I'm not applying to Wendy's at all.  *throws out application*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to get a lot of this skewl stuff done so I won't be busy with it during the weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111826960636823606?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111826960636823606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111826960636823606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111826960636823606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111826960636823606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/06/jorbless.html' title='Jorbless'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111810392145804785</id><published>2005-06-06T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T20:25:53.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes and Camp</title><content type='html'>There's only 5 days of classes left before I am FREE! Still busy during them though. Good news about my summer job search is that I have an interview tomorrow for a possible camp job! w00t! I'm not that nervous about it right now, but I know I will be around 2pm when I leave for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is your mini update. Good fight, good night. (/Johnny Gomez)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111810392145804785?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111810392145804785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111810392145804785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111810392145804785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111810392145804785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/06/quizzes-and-camp.html' title='Quizzes and Camp'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111748168647787577</id><published>2005-05-30T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:11:48.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>Quite a few things have happened. Here's the Cliff's Notes version of what's been going on since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Prom. We had a great time then. It was very crazy with all of the parents at my house trying to take about 1000 pictures of us, and my face was hurting from smiling. Dinner at the Plantation House, which was very good. Went to WalMart to use up some of the free time we had between dinner and Prom. Then, to the McKinley! Danced it up all night, and then went to the high school for the post prom. Went back to Walmart around 5 am to get a Starscream toy I saw there, which Ross bought for me as payment for dinner. :) Then, had breakfast at the Skylark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Star Wars: Episode III. Saw it on opening night with Ross. I didn't believe that we would get tickets, but amazingly, we did! I have to say, this was one of the best Star Wars films I have seen. Anakin was less of a whiny bitch, there was lots of ass-kicking-Yoda action, and of course, Darth Vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) "Mezmerize", System of a Down's new CD, came out on the 17th. I went out right after school to get it, and I have been listening to it constantly whenever I could. Awesome CD, and I can't wait for part II, "Hypnotize", to come out in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Senior Art Show. My artwork is currently hanging in the tree room at the high school right now, so anyone who wants to see what I've been working on can do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Economics paper. Finally started that. 7 pages done at the time of this writing, and at least 3 more to go. Ack! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Man's birthday was on the 26th! We held a surprise party for her at my house, and that went very well. She didn't suspect a thing. ;) I got her a Billy Joel CD set for her birthday, and she really enjoyed herself at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Filled out my houseing application for Oneonta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Learned how to make hemp jewelry after buying a kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) I was asked to design the invitations for retiring staff, and administrators, for the Senior Banquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that's it, I think. And now, I have to get some more school work done. Oh yeah, right now, there are 10 school days left, plus 3 exam days, before I'm FREE! For a couple months at least. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111748168647787577?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111748168647787577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111748168647787577' title='117 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111748168647787577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111748168647787577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>117</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111665544103293025</id><published>2005-05-21T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T02:04:01.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stil going...</title><content type='html'>Yay!  Made it to the 2:00 mark!  Let's see if I can make it for at least another half hour.  I should probably go for 3...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111665544103293025?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111665544103293025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111665544103293025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111665544103293025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111665544103293025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/stil-going.html' title='Stil going...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111665365901554614</id><published>2005-05-21T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:34:19.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hootin' with the night owls</title><content type='html'>It is currently 1:30 in the morning.  I'm trying to stay up as late as I can, so I can sleep in, and then (hopefully) be able to stay up for the prom and post prom.  My eyes are so tired, I've yawned about 20 times, and my body is screaming at me to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death to sleep!  Mwahahaahahaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well, for the next half hour at the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111665365901554614?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111665365901554614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111665365901554614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111665365901554614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111665365901554614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/hootin-with-night-owls.html' title='Hootin&apos; with the night owls'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111586454132131482</id><published>2005-05-11T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:32:22.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with an artist</title><content type='html'>Three journal entries in one day.  Man I need something to keep me amused. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry concerns an interview.  In Ross's LJ he was doing something where we ask him to interview us, and he then asks us 5 questions.  Then we post the questions and replies in our journals, and offer to give interviews to anyone who comments.  I doubt a lot of people read my Blog a lot, but I'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your expectations on that sno ball day?&lt;br /&gt;Not too sure.  I may have been expecting something when I decided to go on a blind date, but I can't remember what those expectations were.  Whatever they were, they were blown away by the person I met. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would be the ideal sci fi movie to be a character of?&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd have no problem answering this considering I love Sci-Fi films, but I had to think this one over.  A lot of the Sci-Fi films I like are horror films, or just have a lot of depressing things involved, so I wouldn't want to be a character in them.  Just to be weird, MST3K: The Movie.  I'd love a chance to mock some of the awful films I've seen with the help of Tom and Crow *cough*Daredevil*cough*&lt;br /&gt;(For those who've gasped over the fact that I didn't put Transformers: The Movie down, it's because a lot of my favorite characters die, so there's no point in being in it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. if you could choose a life of fame or a life of fortune which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Fame means that I would be in the spotlight, and while it's nice once in awhile, I'd get sick of being the center of attention all the time.  Fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. if you could tell the world one thing have the ears and hearts of billions of people behind what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;I would love to say something philosophical and wise, but I'd probably get nervous and instead scream out something geeky like "NI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do we live life with a purpose or live life to discover that purpose essentailly without a purpose at all ?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that our lives have a purpose to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wish to be interviewed, leave a comment saying "Interview me" or something, and I'll get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Check back in an hour, and I might have another entry up.  I'm on a roll tonight. :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111586454132131482?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111586454132131482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111586454132131482' title='120 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111586454132131482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111586454132131482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/interview-with-artist.html' title='Interview with an artist'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>120</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111586184912828421</id><published>2005-05-11T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:36:55.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Sues and bad reviews</title><content type='html'>I've been browsing the forums for the website Godawful Fan Fiction, and was reading a topic about "fangirl revenge emails." Now, when I was a complete fangirl back in my day, I never sent out any harassing replies to anyone who reviewed my fiction. However, I was curious to seeing if anyone left any bad ones for me. So, I logged onto Fanfiction.net, and went to my old screen name (which hasn't been updated in years.) There, I have some horrendiously bad fiction, with many typos, gramattical errors, and worst of all, Mary Sues. I checked my reviews, and didn't find anything of interest until I got to one story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first one I posted online. The plot was that choice characters from certain fandoms, namely Beast Wars, Digimon, and Gundam Wing, were at my house, and they get the bright idea to blow up characters they hated on TV. Stupid, I know... Here's the review from "the only one who doesn't do drugs of any sort or isn't retarded" (Yes, that's how it's signed), for your amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;"But, what about Gundam Wing, Beast Wars, and Digimon?"&lt;br /&gt;Ash: "Those guys?! Gundun Wang, and Best Wars are off the air…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pause for an immuture giggle over the typo. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first i would like to start of by saying this is so fucking wrong gundam finished meaning no need to show the old eps. Same for beast wars and 2nd you hate beast machines but you like beast wars even thoe beast machine is the sequel of beast wars??? Wtf are you smoking?? you know what?? FUCK YOU! CHA BITCH EAT A MOTHER FUCKING DICK, CHEW ON A MOTHER FUCKING PRICK AND LICK A MILLION MOTHER FUCKING COCKS A SEC! You fucking retarded little fucker killing of a anime (pokemon) just cause it is badly dubbed! You selfish bitch i hope you fucking burn in hell for your shit.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amused? I was. :) I just love the fact that this person decided to write a swear-ridden flame "review" instead of a proper critique of my work *end sarcasm* &lt;/sarcasm&gt;I mean, I do think it's crap, but still, even crappy writers deserve polite reviews for their fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might not find it as funny as I do, but I don't care. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111586184912828421?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111586184912828421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111586184912828421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111586184912828421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111586184912828421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/mary-sues-and-bad-reviews.html' title='Mary Sues and bad reviews'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111585383522232821</id><published>2005-05-11T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:23:55.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode III: Revenge of the Toy collectors</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm reading an article on X-Entertainment about the ROTS Midnight Madness sale at the Toys R Us in Manhattan.  Just reading about the craziness makes me want to go buy an Anakin figure.  Sadly, I know that once the Transformers movie toys come out, I'll be one of those people standing in line.  (Hasbro ownz my soul... *cries*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the article if you're curious, and look at the rest of the site, too. (The guy is a Transfan, and that gives an A+ in my book.) &lt;a href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0930/"&gt;http://www.x-entertainment.com/articles/0930/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait to see Episode III.  The Sci-Fi geek in me is jumping around with happiness.  I wonder if I can get tickets for Thursday...sadly, it's the day before my research paper is due, so unless I finish it soon, I won't be able to go.  Plus, the tickets might be sold out by now...eh, we'll see.   I'll also have to find some other Star Wars fans to come with me.  Anyone want to go see Episode III if I'm free Thursday?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111585383522232821?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111585383522232821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111585383522232821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111585383522232821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111585383522232821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/episode-iii-revenge-of-toy-collectors.html' title='Episode III: Revenge of the Toy collectors'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111560732007554136</id><published>2005-05-08T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T22:55:20.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>La Traviata</title><content type='html'>Today I went to see an Opera for the first time.  It was called La Traviata.  Ross was seeing it for a class, and he asked me to come along.  I hadn't seen an Opera before, and I thought it'd be a great experience, so I went.  It was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic story was this: (Act I) Violetta was holding a party in her apartment, and everyone was drinking and being merry.  She suggests that all of the guests go into the next room and dance.  She gets short of breath, and tells them all to go ahead without her.  Alfredo stays behind, and tells her of how he had loved her for a year afar.  Violetta questions whether she should accept his love, or continue her lifestyle of going from pleasure to pleasure.  She decides to go with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Act II) Three weeks later they are living together in a lavish house.  They're having trouble paying for the place, so Violetta sells most of her belongings in secret.  Alfredo finds out, and goes to solve the problem.  While he is gone, Alfredo's father comes to see Violetta.  He tells her that she should leave him so he could go marry someone else.  She protests, saying that she is dying from a fatal illness, and doesn't want to go on without Alfredo.  The father insists, and Violetta decides to agree, and leave Alfredo.  She leaves a note, and then heads off for a party with one of her friends.  Alfredo finds out she left, and decides to go after her.  At the party, Violetta is with the Baron, and Alfredo tries to talk with her.  He gets angry at her, and basically insults her.  The other guests tell him to get out, and his father shows up to say how he doesn't recognize him as his own son anymore.  The Baron challenges Alfredo to a duel, and he accepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Act III) Violetta is laying in bed at her home in Paris, with her servent Annita.  The doctor comes to see her, and tells her that she'll be alright.  Violetta doesn't belive him, and he tells Annita that it is a matter of hours before she dies.  Violetta contemplates how her life was, the duel which Alfredo won and injured the Baron, and how she won't be able to see Alfredo again.  Alfredo and his father come in at her last moments, and they both proclaim their love for each other, before Violetta dies in Alfredo's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad Opera, but it was beautiful, and we enjoyed it.  It was pretty weird because most of the audience there was older than both of our ages combined.  We felt so young. ;)  I suggest that people go give Opera a try.  (And before you ask, the reason I understood what happened was because there was a screen at the top with English subtitles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I have to get crankin' with my Shakespeare paper and the Economics paper.  Ick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111560732007554136?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111560732007554136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111560732007554136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111560732007554136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111560732007554136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/la-traviata.html' title='La Traviata'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111496080302098816</id><published>2005-05-01T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:27:04.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st of May!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's now officially May, and I have about 2 more months left of high school. It's amazing just how long I've been in school, and how close the end of it is. Very exciting, yet very sad at the same time. However, just because it's almost over doesn't mean that I have relaxing time. I've still got some things that I need to do, and things planned, before the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sort of) School related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Research paper for Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;-Research paper for honors credit in Economics.&lt;br /&gt;(These two items fall into the category of , "Eh, I'll do it later." ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-AP Art Exam&lt;br /&gt;(It's this Friday, but I'm not worried about it. I've just got to finish matting my pieces, and label the slides.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Prom&lt;br /&gt;(Still need to get stuff for the dress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Senior Class Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dorney Park Trip&lt;br /&gt;(With my physics class. Thankfully Liz and Katie are going, or else I'd be driven insane by everyone else. o.O )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Senior Art Show&lt;br /&gt;(I have to get my stuff together for it. Unfortunately, my best stuff won't be shown because they'll be sent off for the AP exam. They won't be returned to me until early July, late June.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Graduation Party&lt;br /&gt;(Trying to figure out the date for it. I'm thinking of having it the day after Graduation, so I can go other people's parties that are the day of Graduation. Maybe I'll make the decorations myself. That'd be fun. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff that's not necessarily related to school things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Movies that I plan on seeing:&lt;br /&gt;i. Episode III&lt;br /&gt;(A very dark movie judging by the previews, and hopefully very good!)&lt;br /&gt;ii. War of the Worlds&lt;br /&gt;(I've read the book, listened to the radio show, and saw the 60's film. This is one of my favorite Science Fiction stories, so I'm very excited to see this!)&lt;br /&gt;iii. Kung Fu Hustle&lt;br /&gt;(No comments needed if you've seen the previews.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-System of a Down's new CD, "Mezmerize", comes out May 17th.&lt;br /&gt;(FINALLY! ^-^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Static-X's new CD, "Start a War", comes out June 14th.&lt;br /&gt;(Just found this out while browsing online.  Yay! ^-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to an Opera with Ross&lt;br /&gt;(I've never seen an opera before, so this will be interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finish some of my knitting projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Work on another painting&lt;br /&gt;(Don't know what it'll be about yet, but I want to work on something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paint designs on my bedroom walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Find out if I have a summer job&lt;br /&gt;(Still haven't gotten a call back from anywhere I've applied to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, those are the things I have planned to do before the end of the school year. When it gets closer to the end, I'll be putting up a list of things that I plan to do this summer before I head off to Oneonta State. I've already got some ideas for it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111496080302098816?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111496080302098816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111496080302098816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111496080302098816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111496080302098816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/05/1st-of-may.html' title='1st of May!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111344263716677671</id><published>2005-04-13T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:37:17.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summah jorbs</title><content type='html'>I had nothing else to do today until 10pm (Season finale of Law and Order) after I finished my one piece of homework, so I went out to actually apply for some summer jobs.  I decided to get a job this year because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.) I want some extra money for me and college.&lt;br /&gt;B.) If I work at an art store I can get discounts on art supplies for college.&lt;br /&gt;C.) Everyone else is working this summer, so I'm getting a job so I'm not bored while eveyone else is working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Man to come with me, and we both headed out to do some jorb hunting.  We went to Subway first to have some dinner, and got to talk to Rob and Alina for a bit.  Then, our first stop was Michaels.  We went into a classroom so I could sit and fill out the application.  Here's the first conversation that followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy:  *reading application*  Okay, last name.  First name.  Middle name.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *drops pen, rummages through purse, and pulls out cell phone.  Pushes a couple buttons*&lt;br /&gt;Amy: Wha? *confused, since it didn't ring.*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shoves phone at her* Play Tetris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filling out that application, we went on to AcMoore.  We then went to the Old Teahouse to get something to drink on the way to the mall, when I saw the coolest thing in the world.  A silver car, with a HUGE Autobot symbol on the back windshield!!!!  I have acutally seen this car before a couple years ago, but I was so happy to see it again.  I almost was upset because I didn't have a camera with me.  Until I remembered that my cell phone had a camera in it.  So, there I was, standing there taking pictures of the car, the windshield, and license plate that read "TRNSFRMR", while contemplating the fact that I am a definate geek by doing that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I send the pictures from my phone to the computer I'll put them up, to prove that I saw it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, Amy and I went to Hot Topic, and I applied there.  One of the questions was confusing, because it asked what age bracket I was in, and the only two choices were "Over 18" and "Under 18"  Well, that was stupid, considering I WAS 18, so I just put "over" even though the people there probably think I'm like 14 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we came to my house, had ice cream, and I took her home.  Wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better go get ready, because the season finale of Law and Order is on tonight, and it sounds so intense!  (In the previews, Detective Green gets shot!  NOOO!)  :-0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111344263716677671?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111344263716677671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111344263716677671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111344263716677671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111344263716677671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/04/summah-jorbs.html' title='Summah jorbs'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111266373419346749</id><published>2005-04-04T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:15:34.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*chucks luggage into room*</title><content type='html'>Honey, I'm hooooome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned from my trip yesterday evening.  We traveled for about 22 hours yesterday, and I'm still pretty zonked out today.  Once I am fully awake, and have no homework to do, I'll write one long post about my journeys in Scotland.  :)  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make this post longer than it is now, I'll report the fact that I actually found a tea that I like.  Ross took me to K&amp;K's Old Teahouse, and I had Watermelon Green Tea.  It tasted more like a Snapple, which is probably why I liked it, but it was tea, and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111266373419346749?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111266373419346749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111266373419346749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111266373419346749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111266373419346749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/04/chucks-luggage-into-room.html' title='*chucks luggage into room*'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111170447150893575</id><published>2005-03-24T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T17:47:51.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotland, ho!</title><content type='html'>In about 24 hours from now, I'll be on a plane headed to Glasgow, Scotland.  Weee!  I'm so excited!  I've been waiting for this all year, and now I can't believe it's tomorrow!  :D  I've still got a little packing to do, but, no worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just want to say to everyone else who's staying here over break, have fun, and I'll miss you guys.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111170447150893575?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111170447150893575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111170447150893575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111170447150893575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111170447150893575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/03/scotland-ho.html' title='Scotland, ho!'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111134449340604781</id><published>2005-03-20T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T13:48:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Eighteen and I like it..."</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was my eighteenth birthday! :) Yay! I would've written a post yesterday, but I didn't get home until around midnight, so I was too tired to report my day. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday morning I went out with my mom and grandpa to the Spot restaurant to legally use the lotto scratch-off tickets for once. ;) The waitresses there and Nick, the owner, were so nice. They even brought out a cream horn, (cream wrapped in dough with frosting and sprinkles on the ends) with a sparkler on top singing "Happy Birthday." The people there are awesome. And, I won $20 on one of the scratch offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I basically played THUG2 for awhile before I went out to dinner with my family and Ross to Red Lobster. The place was packed, but not as bad as some other places were. Ross gave me his present; a tote bag he painted on with some fabric paint, and a book for me to read on the plane ride to Scotland, "On a Pale Horse." Thank you again, Ross! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went home, did the normal birthday things (eat ice cream cake, sing Happy Birthday at 8:13, when I was born, and opened presents.) Then, Ross and I watched The Incredibles, (good movie!), and later went to Subway to hang out with Alina and Bob for awhile. All in all, yesterday was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of weird. Yesterday morning I did not feel like I was eighteen. But later in the evening, and today, I do. So now, to conclude this journal, I'm putting down the lyrics to the song "I'm Eighteen", originally sung by someone whose name I can't remember, but then Creed did their own version for The Faculty soundtrack. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREED - I'm Eighteen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lines form on my face and hands&lt;br /&gt;Lines form from the ups and down&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle without any plans&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy and I'm a man&lt;br /&gt;I'm eighteen and I don't know what I want&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, I just don't know what I want&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, I gotta get away&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta get out of this place&lt;br /&gt;I'll go running into outer space&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I've got a baby's brain and an old man's heart&lt;br /&gt;Took eighteen years to get this far&lt;br /&gt;Don't always know what I'm talking about&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm in the middle of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, I get confused everyday&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, I just don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, I gotta get way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lines form on my face and hands&lt;br /&gt;Lines form on the left and right&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle, the middle of life&lt;br /&gt;I'm a boy and I'm a man&lt;br /&gt;I'm eighteen and I like it&lt;br /&gt;Yes I like it&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like it, love it, like it, love it&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen, eighteen eighteen&lt;br /&gt;I'm eighteen and I Like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111134449340604781?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111134449340604781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111134449340604781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111134449340604781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111134449340604781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-eighteen-and-i-like-it.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Eighteen and I like it...&quot;'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111094308705327974</id><published>2005-03-15T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:18:07.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Of painting and weather drills.</title><content type='html'>I had taken a picture of myself the Monday after the snowball during my study hall, because I really liked my haircut and color.  That photo was sitting on my harddrive at the school, so I decided to print it and use it for my next piece, after seeing my robot painting again.  This one is using warm colors (reds, yellows, oranges) for the hair and background, and cool colors (blue, purple) for the circles in the background, my jewelry, and shirt.  The pattern in the back is using circles, matching my ball-chain necklace in the photo.  It looks purdy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, we had a weather drill today.  It took only about 10 minutes of my painting time away, but it's still valuable work time. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111094308705327974?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111094308705327974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111094308705327974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111094308705327974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111094308705327974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/03/of-painting-and-weather-drills.html' title='Of painting and weather drills.'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111085716167481816</id><published>2005-03-14T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:26:01.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Less art misery...</title><content type='html'>The portfolio review actually went well today.  I got a good look at what I have, and a good chance to think about what I needed for the exam.  Some of my Advertising stuff from last year is even going into it.  So now, I have, I think, about 10-13 pieces out of 24 needed.  w00t.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111085716167481816?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111085716167481816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111085716167481816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111085716167481816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111085716167481816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/03/less-art-misery.html' title='Less art misery...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10716336.post-111077078054777556</id><published>2005-03-13T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:26:20.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More art misery...</title><content type='html'>So, tomorrow is my portfolio review, where basically my teacher and I look through the pieces that I have so far, and determine just how much more needs to be done before May 6th.  I don't think I have a lot so far, (who knows, maybe I have more than I think.)  At least I'll be able to clean out my AP Art shelf, since I have no more room in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The camera will never be able to rival painting as long as it is impossible to use it in Heaven and Hell." -Edvard Munch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that quote.  It's in the July part of my Giger calendar.  Maybe I'll use it to replace my RENT quote at the top eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10716336-111077078054777556?l=artscream22.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/feeds/111077078054777556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10716336&amp;postID=111077078054777556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111077078054777556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10716336/posts/default/111077078054777556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artscream22.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-art-misery.html' title='More art misery...'/><author><name>Chicky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09970106184935056366</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='28' src='http://h1.ripway.com/Artscream22/picface.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
