<?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-1357319</id><updated>2011-10-11T18:38:46.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawn Gnomes Are STILL Our Friends</title><subtitle type='html'>Until the board is back...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1539731</id><published>2000-12-02T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-02T22:44:56.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY Anna! I got your e-mail on Friday and I was so glad you're okay!&lt;br /&gt;God, Abbs, that really sucks. I'm one of those scared driver's. I'm taking the driver's ed midterm tomorrow and am scared out of my wits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1539731?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1539731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1539731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1539731' title=''/><author><name>farin, the girl in the yellow dress</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1529028</id><published>2000-12-01T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-01T18:15:00.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awww...thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby, that REALLY sucks. I hate bad drivers. They can kiss my ass. It makes you wonder how some people even got their liscenses. Ah, well. At least its not your fault. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1529028?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1529028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1529028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1529028' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1527783</id><published>2000-12-01T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-01T15:51:25.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM HAVING A FUCKING BAD DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucking middle aged soccer mom in a minivan fucking rear-ended me when I was leaving school today.  I was sitting at a red light when the dipshit like plows into me.  Her respon to the accident "Oh dear, I caused that didn't I?"  You sure as hell did, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents aren't mad--my mom is disapointed she said.  Disapointed about what?  The cops said it wasn't my fault!  She got ticketed, not me?  So is she disapointed that it took 7 weeks for a dumbass to hit me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you haven't noticed, I'm beyond mad at this point.  This has NOT been a good day, for reasons other than that listed above.  And I was planning on having a good day today.  This is not going to be a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1527783?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1527783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1527783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1527783' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1518419</id><published>2000-11-30T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-30T18:24:16.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farin!  Nice to see you here:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Anna.  Like I said in my list, it just upsets me because other people's stupidity hurts everyone else.  The man that hit Bethany had had &lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; prior drunk driving convictions.  He shouldn't have been out on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anna sweetie, I'm praying for you as well.  I know what it's like to truly be sick like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1518419?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1518419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1518419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1518419' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1515112</id><published>2000-11-30T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-30T12:55:24.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kick arse about Shenandoah, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Anna, I'm praying for YOU, honey. Let me know if you're okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1515112?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1515112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1515112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1515112' title=''/><author><name>farin, the girl in the yellow dress</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1508049</id><published>2000-11-29T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-29T20:21:58.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Abby! I am so sorry about your friend. :-( I'll be praying for her. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1508049?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1508049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1508049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1508049' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1505415</id><published>2000-11-29T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-29T16:27:47.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooh, thank you, Abby!!! :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1505415?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1505415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1505415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1505415' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1495239</id><published>2000-11-28T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-28T18:27:29.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I got some info for ya Jen.  Basically, "Shenandoah" is set during the civil war.  It's about a Virginia father who tries to protect his daughter and shitload of sons (he had like 8 sons or something) from the evilness of war.  It won a few Tony's in 1975, but lost out on a lot to "The Wiz".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly, Jenny is Charlie Anderson's (the more less feature of the show) daughter.  Charlie doesn't own slaves, but sorta understands why some people would have them.  Things get interesting when one of Charlie's millions of sons is abducted by the Union soldiers, who think he's a confederate soldier.  Jenny wants to marry a rebel soldier and that doesn't go over well ol' Chuckie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know this?  I'm supposed to audition for it in February:)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1495239?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1495239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1495239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1495239' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1494933</id><published>2000-11-28T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-28T17:59:25.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, who knows the musical "Shenadoah"? Isaac is going to be directing it this summer and he told me today that he was definetly keeping me in my mind for the role of the 17 year old ingenue, Jenny,  I just might look too young. So SYNOPSIS! PLEASE! AND if anybody knows the song "Jenny" from the show, please tell me the range! THANKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1494933?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1494933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1494933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1494933' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1493500</id><published>2000-11-28T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-28T15:59:49.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you, Jen.  It really does.  She came out of the coma this morning, but she's not expected to leave the hospital for several more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in cool, good news, my school caught on fire again today.  The second time in under 6 weeks.&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/1357319-1493500?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1493500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1493500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1493500' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1493019</id><published>2000-11-28T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-28T15:10:13.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god, Abby, I am SO SORRY. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1493019?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1493019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1493019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1493019' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1482052</id><published>2000-11-27T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-27T16:11:58.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know those whole forwards that remind you not to drink and drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out today that one of the sweetest people I ever met, a girl named Bethany, was hit by a drunk driver aturday night while leaving the hockey rink, after the guy's hockey game.  She was waiting at a red light and a drunk driver plowed into her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's currently in a coma in ICU.  They believe she'll live at this point, but they expect to have fairly extensive brain damage.  It's just unbelievable.  I've known Bethany a really long time...we went to elementary school together, she lives on the same street as I do, we went to Germany together, and she was in my FST class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't make sense when things like this happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1482052?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1482052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1482052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1482052' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1477796</id><published>2000-11-27T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-27T06:55:27.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe...that's kinda what our band fruit sale is for.  We're going to Disney World, The Outback Bowl, and the Bahamas in a month:)  We have to sell.  It's a do or die thing (or a "do or we're going to Plymouth-Canton" thing.  I cannot explain the fear that statements like that invoke in my band).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend smokes sometimes.  He used to smoke a lot more than he does now, but that isn't to mean it doesn't bug the hell out of me, because it does.  I find it disgusting.  When he does, it bugs me.  It's something I've pretty much learned to live with it:(  I really can put up with everything he does besides this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1477796?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1477796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1477796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1477796' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1474274</id><published>2000-11-26T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-26T21:49:03.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, Dre, for me personally, smoking is one of the most disgusting things a person can do. not only does it fuck with your body, but through second hand smoke, everybody else's. I couldn't date a smoker-who wants to kiss an ash tray? but if you like the guy and you don't have a problem with it, that's your descion...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1474274?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1474274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1474274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1474274' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1471737</id><published>2000-11-26T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-26T17:23:37.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duuude.  We sell "band citrus."  Or we're supposed to.  I'm such a slacker I never get off my butt and get moving on it.  We have, like, two weeks to sell.  But if we don't sell, we lose, because it pays for our trips and competitions and stuff.  Last year's senior band trip was a cruise in the Bahamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, y'all, I was wondering if you could help me on something.  What do y'all think of cigarette smoking?  Particularly when guys do it?  Especially guys which one is interested (romantically) in?  Yeah.  I'd love opinions on this.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1471737?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1471737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1471737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1471737' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1470162</id><published>2000-11-26T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-26T14:25:21.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do we evah sell fruit!  The entire band sells like $15,000 worth.  And we sell cookie dough, candy, flower bulbs, pizza kits, and pretzels.  Band, I'm telling you, it's an expensive thing.  But sausage and cheese?  That just seems a bit weird.  However, if you were writing a story or something, that would be the ultimate in lame fundraisers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined for failure in society.  I've pretty much come to the conclusion that I cannot cook to save my life.  I just tried making an omelet and let's just say it wasn't pretty.  Half of the egg is still stuck in the pan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1470162?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1470162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1470162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1470162' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1469211</id><published>2000-11-26T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-26T12:17:00.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You sell fruit? hehe. craziness! but then, we sell cheese and sausage. [the FUCK?!] aren't there any NORMAL fundraiser?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my first role was Young Belle in "Grandma's House". It was some original play about an old lady moving and getting all these memories and flashbacks. I was Young Belle, the grandma in the flashback to the 50's. Wheee.  oh yeah, my in-need-of-updating-resume: &lt;a href="http://no-moon.com/princess/resume.html"&gt;tada&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1469211?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1469211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1469211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_26_archive.html#1469211' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1461441</id><published>2000-11-25T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-25T13:37:59.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I just spent the past hour or so selling outrageously large amounts of band fruit.  You see, the biggest fundraiser the band does is selling citrus fruit.  We sell it, some fundraising company ships it up from Florida, and into our band accounts it goes.  It's a horriblely evil process.  This year, we had 1 week to do it.  Any my mother, being the über volunteer that she is of course volunteered to be the zone leader that I'm in.  And since it would look really bad if the unit leader's kid didn't sell a lot, I started begging.  I got Matt's mom to buy 2 orders, even though his younger sister is on colorguard and selling fruit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do way too many fundraisers.  This school year alone, I've spent time hawking cookie dough and selling candy at lunch.  Oy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1461441?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1461441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1461441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1461441' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1460949</id><published>2000-11-25T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-25T12:24:02.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so what was everyone's first role?  Mine was the cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obsessed with MASH.  In spurts of boredom, we play it in band.  I redid a minute ago and the results state that I'm going to marry Charles and live in an apartment in Chicago.  I'll drive a silver Mercedes E class.  We honeymooned in Vegas.  I have 3 kids, all boys.  And I make a living as a stripper:).  Oh how Charles would love that...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1460949?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1460949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1460949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1460949' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1457031</id><published>2000-11-24T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T21:44:51.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My resume is here: &lt;a href="http://www.minuet.org/recently/heroine/resume.txt"&gt;resume.txt&lt;/a&gt;. I should update it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already did MASH the other day, but I did it again anyway. My results...I am married to Eddie. I live in an apartment in London. I drive a dark blue BMW Z3. We honeymooned in the Bahamas. We have one child, a girl. And I am a sex columnist. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1457031?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1457031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1457031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1457031' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1455480</id><published>2000-11-24T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T18:03:28.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I loooove &lt;a href="http://dork.nu/mash"&gt;MASH&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes Kristina and I still play it in math! My results...&lt;BR&gt;I live in an apartment in New York. I am married to Steve [::giggle::], we honeymooned in London. I am an actress, with 0 kids. And I drive a red limo. hehe.It's alllllll good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1455480?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1455480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1455480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1455480' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1455351</id><published>2000-11-24T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T17:43:56.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe-I was Violet Beauregarde. ;) I'll post my resume when I get back. I think I did upload it sometime, I just don't remember. I'll go look around and check. I hope you all had great Thanksgivings. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1455351?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1455351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1455351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1455351' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1452423</id><published>2000-11-24T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T10:04:00.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to either make a web version or scan my real one.  I need to update it, though.  I haven't had it updated in about a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1452423?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1452423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1452423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1452423' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1450099</id><published>2000-11-24T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T00:46:58.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, I did it wrong. &lt;a href="http://www.minuet.org/starlet/resume.html"&gt;here's mine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1450099?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1450099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1450099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1450099' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1450091</id><published>2000-11-24T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T00:45:42.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's mine: &lt;a href="http://www.minuet.org/starlet/resume.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1450091?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1450091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1450091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1450091' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1449891</id><published>2000-11-24T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T00:11:13.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what, you guys, we need to put up our resumes for each other. I'm curious to know what all everyone's done for some reason. I love reading resumes. I'm such a freak. I'll put mine up and give you  all the link to it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1449891?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1449891' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1449863</id><published>2000-11-24T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T00:06:20.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you were in Willy Wonka? What part were you Jen? My first professional play was The Same Cloud I believe. 'Twas an original play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1449863?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1449863' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1449235</id><published>2000-11-23T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T22:43:51.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1449235?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1449235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1449235' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1447521</id><published>2000-11-23T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T17:59:47.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to you too, Farin!  And everybody else.  I'm thankful for everyone person here and not here (long live the spirit of lawn gnomes!).  You guys have all helped me through so much...thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1447521?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1447521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1447521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1447521' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1447006</id><published>2000-11-23T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T16:43:37.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1447006?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1447006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1447006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1447006' title=''/><author><name>farin, the girl in the yellow dress</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1445558</id><published>2000-11-23T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T13:13:56.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Music Man was my first professional show.  I think I was....11?  10?  12?  I think 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1445558?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1445558' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1445542</id><published>2000-11-23T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T13:12:05.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reasons why I know this is going to be a long holiday season:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching Detroit's Thanksgiving day parade, any time a band we competed against came on, I was able pick out the person Ali's slept with.  Many of these people will be in Florida with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL ME NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1445542?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1445542' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1445442</id><published>2000-11-23T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T12:56:36.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aw, Willy Wonka...my first professional play! ::wipes away a tear::&lt;BR&gt;I'm sorry, Abby :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1445442?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1445442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1445442' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1437772</id><published>2000-11-22T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T16:45:29.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm losing it...I just had one of my "What the fuck is going on?" moments this afternoon...I just seriously can feel myself lose hold on my life.  I feel it slipping between my fingers as we speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1437772?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1437772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1437772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1437772' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1433128</id><published>2000-11-22T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T07:04:21.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, do NOT bring up mullets Anna!  My town is like full of mullet hunters.  This guy I've been friends with forever, nick, is obsessed with mullets.  He goes mullet hunting on the weekends, wear's mullet shirts, and the like.  In FS, when we had to make surveys, all of his questions had something to do with mullets.  It's truly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like snow, but I really hate cold weather!  According to the TV screen, it's 21 degrees right now, with a wind chill of -4.  Yargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, have a great time in New York, you lucky little biotch.&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/1357319-1433128?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1433128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1433128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1433128' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1431338</id><published>2000-11-22T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T00:39:43.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more random link: mulletsgalore.com Go to the mullets classified section. You'll laugh your ass off. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1431338?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1431338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1431338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1431338' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1429708</id><published>2000-11-21T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T21:42:09.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey you guys...the boards at dinette.org are back with old and new people. New look, same great taste. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1429708?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1429708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1429708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1429708' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1429662</id><published>2000-11-21T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T21:37:37.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel better Abby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, snow. You lucky little nerds! It rained here, as usual. That's our snow. I wish it would snow here. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willy Wonka is on on Friday. woo. I am taping it. I love how at Thanksgiving, they always play the best movies. Yesterday was European Vacation, which I taped. :). Was anyone else scared of Willy Wonka as a child? That movie scared the crap out of me, but now I love it...I'm odd. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1429662?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1429662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1429662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1429662' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1428720</id><published>2000-11-21T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T19:49:13.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like snow! I spent lunch trying to catch snowflakes. I freaked out people, I would be in the middle of a conversation and jump up with my tongue out trying to catch one. It was fun. :) Feel better, Abby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1428720?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1428720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1428720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1428720' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1426391</id><published>2000-11-21T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T16:01:01.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm wearing the world's best shirt--it's a bright red Julius the monkey shirt:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1426391?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1426391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1426391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1426391' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1422056</id><published>2000-11-21T07:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T07:01:05.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Lord....I'm dying. I was until yesterday, where sometime during first block, I almost died.  I'm just plain sick now--and I was so close to being well for once!  Damn school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's snowing:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1422056?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1422056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1422056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1422056' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1418147</id><published>2000-11-20T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-20T22:06:05.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::hurts Abby::&lt;BR&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1418147?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1418147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1418147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1418147' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1409711</id><published>2000-11-19T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-19T19:14:29.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my God...I'm watching WWF on MTV.  Please, just hurt me now.  Just do it quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1409711?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1409711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1409711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1409711' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1409188</id><published>2000-11-19T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-19T17:58:44.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Much to my dismay, the soiree was &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; a successful endeavour.  In fact, it was a disaster.  It wasn't intended to be, but good Lord did it turn out that way.  Alison fucking ruined everything...I didn't want her there, but Gillian said I had to invite her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up...Prior to this, I wasn't talking to Alison.  I've just had it with her.  Her life and how she acts is upsetting me way too much and there's plenty of important things I could be wasting my tears on.  I can't help it if she's a nympho who will end up pregnant or having AIDS within a year.  It's not a maybe at this point...she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway, the girl who's slept with more guys then I have fingers and toes calls me a "hypocritical slut" and completely ruined me evening, told a bunch of shit about me (albeit it true, but that's not the point) that I didn't want out in the open, and then told everyone her oral sex techniques and favorite positions.   You do that on your own time at your own parties, baby.  You only discuss that if I bring it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a horrible dare while playing truth or dare and was forced to answer the door wearing very little clothing.  I gave the pizza guy a lot more then he expected to get.  Kelly, bless her heart, didn't know I was dating Matt.  She didn't realize until I started talking about messing around with him at band camp in the instructors cabins.  Why the fuck do I have the world's worst timing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.  Now I need to go work on my outline for my research paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1409188?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1409188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1409188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_19_archive.html#1409188' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1402943</id><published>2000-11-18T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T20:21:55.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, the top 2 choices were Carnegie-Mellon and Sarah Lawrence. I hadn't heard of the other in my like top 5 or I had no interest. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1402943?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1402943' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1402872</id><published>2000-11-18T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T20:11:02.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soooo tired...I tried that college thing and it froze my computer! I'll try it again though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1402872?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1402872' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1402342</id><published>2000-11-18T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T18:38:32.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, I HATE CHEMISTRY.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1402342?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1402342' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1402036</id><published>2000-11-18T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T17:48:56.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry Abby, I hate that. I went shopping for a chunky turtleneck a few days ago and I wasn't going to spend more than a certain amount. After going everywhere, I found a shop where I got two of the sweaters for $32! That's less than one at Banana Republic, Gap, Express, etc. I was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 10 career choices for Anna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Producer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Choreographer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Program Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Director- Stage, Motion Picture, Television and Radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Technical Director/Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Highway Patrol Pilot (WTF? why in hell would I want to do that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Talent Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Police Patrol Officer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top 10 colleges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. University of Hawaii at Manoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. University of Arizona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. University of Nevada, Reno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. University of Nevada, Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. University of San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Arizona State U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Utah State U. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. St. Mary's College of California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. University of Northern Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Holy Names College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice, but I'd probably not apply to any of them. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1402036?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1402036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1402036' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1401273</id><published>2000-11-18T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T15:32:20.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the entire day looking for a new, formal winter outfit and did I find one?  No.  My mother and I went to two different malls and no success.  I figured that between Hudson's, Nordstrom's, Forever 21, Express, Banana Republic, and Henri Bendel among others, I'd be able to find something, but NOTHING.  It's really getting depressing.  My mother just said I was being too picky.  HMMM...it seems that anytime I found something I liked, my mom had some reason not to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collge is way too much to stomach.  My chances of getting any sort of scholarship seem slim--I'm not a minority, nor an orphan, and my parent's income is too high.  I want to go out-of-state, but it's so expensive, and the schools in Michigan are expensive as it is.  I just don't know.  And I really don't know if I have the grades, GPA, and test scores to get in.  I cannot find any place in the my area that's even giving the SAT (you don't take the SAT here.  You take the ACT.  You can take the SAT, but it's a hassle), so I have to even work for that.  I'm taking the ACT in 3 weeks.  Goody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.  I suppose I should go get ready for the little soiree I've planned for this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1401273?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1401273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1401273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1401273' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1400959</id><published>2000-11-18T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T14:35:47.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did the AOL College Finder and the top ten schools for Ms. Laur are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boston University&lt;br /&gt;2. Carnegie-Mellon &lt;br /&gt;3. Trinity &lt;br /&gt;4. George Washington &lt;br /&gt;5. Boston College&lt;br /&gt;6. Vassar&lt;br /&gt;7. Sarah Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;8. Lafayette&lt;br /&gt;9. Providence College&lt;br /&gt;10. University of Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres interessante. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1400959?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1400959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1400959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1400959' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1400612</id><published>2000-11-18T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T13:41:49.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been looking very seriously at the University of Toronto, and I believe that I will go there if I get in.  I would love to go to UC-Berkeley, but I don't think I can ever get in, so I'm straying from the idea.  As for majors, that's my other problem.  I would love to attend a small liberal college somewhere (i.e. Hampshire College in Vermont) but most of them don't offer Chinese as a course of study, so there's my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that all of you have advanced algebra BEFORE you take trig.  You're so lucky.  Ours come bundeled together in a nice neat little package.  Next year: Pre-Calc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seeing Ani tomorrow night!  [bliss]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1400612?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1400612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1400612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1400612' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1399968</id><published>2000-11-18T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T11:45:49.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually Abby, the reason why "featherboaqueen" is taken is because that is one of MY screen names. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at colleges lately: NYU, BU, Northwestern, University of Chicago, Carnegie-Mellon...basically, I will go anywhere I can get a scholarship and a lot of financial aid from. My parents would rather have me in Chicago or Boston than New York, but who knows? I have time. I'll probably start looking next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1399968?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1399968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1399968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1399968' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1399149</id><published>2000-11-18T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T08:21:32.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fund it on another website, Anna, but it's just run by AOL.  We can  ALL access it at &lt;A href=http://www.personalogic.com&gt;Personal Logic&lt;/a&gt;.  Just click on colleges and you can do it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where I'm going to college.  U of M if I get accepted, but it's one of the hardest schools in the country to get accepted to.  If I don't, either Alma, Hillsdale, or Western Michigan.  I went to end up at Northwestern eventually, but I'll probably just get my master's there or something.  My parents told me that I have to get a masters because all "good jobs" require a masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for majors, no flipping clue.  Much to the disapointment of theater geeks everywhere, I know it's not drama or anything like that.  I just don't think I have it in me.  I'm between biochemistry, pre law, or social anthropology right now.  Le sigh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna grow up.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1399149?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1399149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1399149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1399149' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1396854</id><published>2000-11-17T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T22:54:12.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored too Jen...although I shouldn't be...I should be studying, but you know....I have an Elie Wiesel paper due on Monday, an STD project due on the 6th and I have to finish my novel by the end of the semester for damn Women's Creativity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have pre-cal next year too. Woo. Actually I am not taking it because I don't feel like it. I got a shitty grade on my homeschool geometry, so I have to retake the second semester over the summer. I feel stupid compared to you all, but seriously, homeschooling yourself in geometry and languages are almost impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Total randomness- I saw a thing on Indonesia today and I made a pact with myself- I WILL take a year off after college and travel around the world. I'll go all over Europe (to the places I want to go back to and the places I never got to go), Asia, Australia and parts of Africa. I don't really have a desire to go to South America though. Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where is the college finder Abby? Is it only available through AOL? I'm going to San Francisco State for two years and then transfer to somewhere far away I think because I only have limited college funds and SF state is pretty good and only costs as much as my school does now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1396854?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1396854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1396854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1396854' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1395897</id><published>2000-11-17T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T20:18:53.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>According to AOL's college finder, the 10 best colleges for me are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Northwestern&lt;br /&gt;2.  University of Michigan&lt;br /&gt;3.  Cornell&lt;br /&gt;4.  Washington University (St. Louis)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Brown University&lt;br /&gt;6.  Columbia College&lt;br /&gt;7.  Penn State&lt;br /&gt;8.  University of Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;9.  Boston College&lt;br /&gt;10. Harvard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby...I was actually planning on applying to about half of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1395897?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1395897' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1395515</id><published>2000-11-17T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T19:13:28.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine, it's now "princessabby02"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1395515?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1395515' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1395399</id><published>2000-11-17T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T18:57:18.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How in the hell are "princessabby", "purpleprincess", "queenabby", "featherboaqueen", "princessinpurple", "princessinpink", and "purpleboagirl" &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; taken?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1395399?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1395399' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1395296</id><published>2000-11-17T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T18:45:09.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored I'm bored I'm bored I'm bored.  And I need to register a new AIM screename because some people from school that I don't want to have it got it.  Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I either have pre-calc or calc next year, depending on how well I do this year.  At this point, it will probably be calculus, which I'll probably fail.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side, I got the coolest thing in the mail today from Matt.  It's this stuffed Grinch with a little Cindy Lou Who.  It's so cute:)  But my copy of "Witches of Eastwick" STILL hasn't come and I ordered it a while ago.  I'm starting to get a bit antsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.  I'm gonna go get a new AIM name.  Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1395296?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1395296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1395296' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1394771</id><published>2000-11-17T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T17:39:15.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so fucking bored. If I play one more game of computer solitaire, I will EXPLODE.&lt;BR&gt;I thought I'd like algebra 2, because I hated geometry. I was wrong. And next year is pre-calculus, which I am told is even worse. So senior year, I'm slacking off. All the smart math people are taking calculus, I will be taking statistics. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1394771?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1394771' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1394130</id><published>2000-11-17T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T16:19:49.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see that Blogger obviously hates our blog...hmm.  Maybe it's just me.  My blog will not work at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1394130?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1394130' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1394113</id><published>2000-11-17T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T16:16:35.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had Wednesday and Thursday afternoon off, too:)  But Jen, I hated you when you had your three day weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent today with my friends.  I was planning a soiree for this evening, but it's put off until tomorrow.  You see, this weekend I'm housesitting for Matt's older brother.  Therefore, I soiree is in store.  But I sat around, did a ton of homework, downloaded like 20 new mp3's, spent 2.5 hours at hockey practice, and now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while, it's 33 degrees and snowing here.  My dad is in Florida right now, where it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved algebra II, probably just because I hated geometry so much (I burned my geometry stuff on the last day of school freshmen year).  That's why I hate FST this year.  It's geometry 2, essentially.  I hate functions.  Trig and statistics aren't that bad, but functions are fucking POINTLESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1394113?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1394113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1394113' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1393795</id><published>2000-11-17T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T15:33:55.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, I hate you and your day off, Abby!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I fully agree, Anna. Algebra 2 confuses the fuck out of me and it's POINTLESS. BLOODY POINTLESS. Thanks, Anna. :) I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1393795?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1393795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1393795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1393795' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1391241</id><published>2000-11-17T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T09:39:22.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what I love?  Days off.  I got out of bed five minutes ago, and here I am now, in my pj's with chickens on them, drinking hot chocolate and petting my cats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If chemistry didn't exist right now, life would be grand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, I don't know why I even got into chemistry.  It was just something I was good at...really good at.  We figured this out in eighth grade.  I did the entire high school chemistry course on my own in about 4 months, and came out with about a 95%.  I'm just good at science.  Or used to be, really.  I think it's because I'm equally right brained and left brained.  Or who knows what.  My parents never even expected me to take chem, just because my older sister did horrible.  Lo and behold, I surprised everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of the story is....As you progress through high school, science courses get more and more evil, whether be physics, or higher level biology courses where they try to get you to dissect cats, or higher level chemistry classes where they want you to just do really inane things.&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/1357319-1391241?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1391241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1391241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1391241' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1387879</id><published>2000-11-16T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T22:50:05.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Procrastination is fun. I have a five page report due on Elie Wiesel on Monday (my author of choice). He's interesting, but I'm lazy, so here I am. Woo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1387879?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1387879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1387879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1387879' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1387836</id><published>2000-11-16T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T22:45:52.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys are so right. I think everything beyond 8th grade math is retarded unless you're going to be a doctor or scientist. We should be like Germany where you choose what you want to focus on before going into high school then we wouldn't have to slave over the stupidest things that no one gives a horse's patoot about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're so lucky you get to go to NYC so often Jen. I've only been once and I saw Ragtime and Titanic. Both were awesome, but I'd love to be able to see more original casts. And Farin, you acutally live there which would rock so much! Ah well, at least I'm close enough to San Francisco to see tours when they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Snow....ah I wish we got some here. It snowed here two years ago, but it wasn't cold enough to stick. We might go to Tahoe to ski though, that'd be cool. You guys are lucky to get white Christmases. Ours are usually wet Christmases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So....what does everyone want for Christmas/Hannukah? All I'm asking for is LaChusia's The Wild Party (I heard it at Borders and am in love), The American Girl Musical CD (yep, I'm a freak) and Livin' Large (Sims Expansion pack...woohoo, now I can waste even more time on my ass.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know this is long, but I have a random gripe. What the hell is with the jackets with no sleeves? They bothered me last year and they bother me again. How does it keep you warm if its like a damn tank top? People were wearing them over the weekend...it was so dumb. It was like 30 degrees outside and all they had was a long sleeve shirt and a jacket with no sleeves. They were complaining about being cold too. Hello! You have no sleeves! Of course you're cold. Yeah...random gripe.... They had a thing on Leno where they found a guy in NYC wearing a t-shirt and a jacket with no sleeves and they started singing "Who took the sleeves?" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1387836?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1387836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1387836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1387836' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1385311</id><published>2000-11-16T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T17:10:49.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAAAAAAARIN! I'm dying to see Rocky. I'm mad because I don't want to see Seussical much anymore, thanks to what I've heard. And I'm probably not going up over spring break now. So I won't see Rocky until this summer. Oh well. I can't wait for Full Monty and FB6!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Abby, WHY are you taking ap chemistry? I'm putting off actual chemistry until next year and dreading it. Everybody I know taking it this year hates it. So I can't imagine how much the AP version must suck. Good luck. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1385311?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1385311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1385311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1385311' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1385253</id><published>2000-11-16T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T17:03:33.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a chemistry test tomorrow.  I don't think that I should have to learn about anions and cations and atomic radius when I could be sleeping.  That's my rationale.  What do I need with chemistry, anyhow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1385253?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1385253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1385253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1385253' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1383727</id><published>2000-11-16T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T13:12:02.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, that sounded bad.  Oh well.  I would much happier right now if all chemistry teachers were to just fall off the face of the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1383727?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1383727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1383727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1383727' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1383637</id><published>2000-11-16T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T12:58:38.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;REASONS WHY YOU SHOULD &lt;I&gt;NOT&lt;/I&gt; TAKE AP CHEMISTRY&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from someone who is a self-professed "chem geek" and used to love chemistry.  Up until this morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  There's no need to know what the Ksp for a lead (II) sulfate solution is.  I can guarantee no one is going to come up to you while you're at the grocery store and ask you what it is while you're picking out frozen broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;2.  For that matter, there's no need to know what a Ksp even is in the real world.  I've been there and no one ever asked me.&lt;br /&gt;3.  You should NOT have to take the cube root of anything outside of a math class.&lt;br /&gt;4.  The same applies to using the quadratic equation.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Learning to titrate HCl and NaOH will not help you a get a job, get into college, or find a mate.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Passing the AP Chemistry means jack shit to approximately 85% of colleges across the United States (so says my teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.  I'm just incredibly bitter right now.  We had a half day today and AP Chem completely ruined it, as I had a monster brain fart and forgot everything I knew about Ksp's and molar solubility.  And I was going to ace that fucking quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my teacher can just suck it, for all I care right now.  Maybe if I wasn't at hockey practice so long, I would have a chance to study for HIS class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1383637?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1383637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1383637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1383637' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1377934</id><published>2000-11-15T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T20:49:36.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It snowed here on Monday night.  Just a few flakes, but enough to let us know that our five-month Midwestern winter is kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am vocally anti-Bush, but I'm losing hope for Gore fast; things just don't seem to be going right.  At my election-night party, we were devastated when the networks took Florida away from Gore.  I sat on my couch and whispered "Fuck you!" over and over at the TV screen.  I am so strongly against some of Bush's Texas policies.  You should not be allowed to carry a concealed handgun, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a need to bitch: have you ever been hanging out around a guy who you have, like, a major thing for?  Only they have no idea, and so they start talking about some girl that they think is really hot, or that they're going to meet, or whatever.  And you want to strangle them and tell them that you like them at the same time?  All the while being amazed at exactly how dense guys can be?  Yeah.  This has been my daily complaint.  You can now ... return to your regularly scheduled programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm off to watch a brand-new episode of Felicity, my Wednesday-night guilty pleasure.  Over &amp; out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1377934?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1377934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1377934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1377934' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1377035</id><published>2000-11-15T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T19:09:03.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Farin!  Nice to see(?) you:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really sick of all of this presidential stuff.  It's just time to elect a new president, even if that involves Gore gracefully stepping aside.  I understand that this race is close and the closest in recent history, but with each day, it seems that Bush is pulling ahead.  I'm not giving up hope on Gore yet, but it's just starting to get to that point.  And it really, really blows.  Maybe Bush is like the best guy in the world (though I doubt it), but I just don't think he has the leadership skills that are necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1377035?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1377035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1377035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1377035' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1376782</id><published>2000-11-15T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T18:43:34.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawns loudly*&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody! I finally made it. School sucks. It takes up all my time. Therefore I haven't been here. Forgive me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone? I have this urge to see the Rocky Horror Show, and hopefully I'll get me some tickets in my hands soon.&lt;br /&gt;I am in no condition to write.&lt;br /&gt;They'd better pick a President soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1376782?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1376782' title=''/><author><name>farin, the girl in the yellow dress</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1376684</id><published>2000-11-15T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T18:32:01.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trig can suck my non-existant dick.  And if I was male and actually had one, I wouldn't even let trig suck it, because it would derive too much pleasure from it.  My mom just got back from parent-teacher conferences and my my trig teacher told my mother I "refuse to let myself understand trigonometry and higher mathematics."  Maybe I don't get it because my teacher is a FUCKING IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swam all through middle school gym.  Luckily, I only had gym for one year and it was every other day.  And I actually only swam 3 times because (really, this is a great story coming on) I tore my MCL doing the backstroke.  I was doing it and I felt something pop and it started to hurt like a biotch.  I informed my gym teacher of that, and she told me to keep swimming, to strectch it out.  That was the end of all motion in my knee for about 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's about .5" of snow here and it's cold.  My locks froze while I was at practice and I had to have one of the coacoaches open my doors for me.  Not cool.  Yes, Jen, you will freeze:p&lt;br /&gt;&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/1357319-1376684?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1376684' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1376517</id><published>2000-11-15T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T18:13:13.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DRE! Whoo! We had to swim in 7th grade, I HATED it! blech.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;It snowed last night?! Damn, I'm going to be freezing my arse off at the parade this year. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1376517?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1376517' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1376002</id><published>2000-11-15T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T17:17:23.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello.  It's nice to see [?] everyone again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell like chlorine and it is beginning to bother me.  I hate swimming.  I think that having to appear in a bathing suit in gym class is damaging to your self-esteem.  For that matter, so is trig class.  Math and I just get along &lt;i&gt;so well&lt;/i&gt;.  Le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This election has gone on far too long.  Anyone else agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1376002?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1376002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1376002' title=''/><author><name>Dre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18247073000690674572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1370979</id><published>2000-11-15T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T07:04:43.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My real boyfriend keeps talking about make an indie film, but he never finds time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, blogger was really slow yesterday, Anna.  Apparently they had server problems.  I couldn't get into my personal blog all day, which really sucked.  Especially since my only option besides blogging was doing my math homework *snort*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided I just have whore like tendencies.  Nothing full fledged yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?  It snowed last night.  And my car is parked outside.  So I get to scrape my windshield right now.  Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1370979?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1370979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1370979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1370979' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1367531</id><published>2000-11-14T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T21:57:38.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fully agree, Miss Abby! Great "Ally McBeal" episode. And you are NOT a whore.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I've missed you all too, Anna! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1367531?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1367531' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1367376</id><published>2000-11-14T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T21:41:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is this blogger slow? I think its me because I've been on a downloading frenzy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby, you're not a whore. Don't ever say that about yourself. We pedophiles must stick together ;). (no we're not really pedophiles, no callo polico). I'm glad you're here Abby. I've missed talking to you. Actually I've missed talking to you all. I've been reading all of your guys' blogs incessantly, but it just isn't the same. I need this. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1367376?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1367376' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1367347</id><published>2000-11-14T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T21:37:25.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? I'm getting a digital camcorder! I'm so excited. Independant film here I come ;). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1367347?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1367347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1367347' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1365932</id><published>2000-11-14T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T18:51:53.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm bored and I'm just going to make one of my lists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm at my science teacher's house.  I'm babysitting his daughter, whose sitting on my lap, chewing on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Instead of going to my best friend's play, I went to a guy friends house and ended up giving him a hickey.  &lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm beginning to think I'm a whore.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I'm bored as hell.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1365932?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1365932' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1365735</id><published>2000-11-14T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T18:24:28.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Abbygail herself is in the building.  Relish in it, kids.  Dude, have I missed this.  I just feel unattached without you guys.  I mean, I had no place to post to after states, to bitch about boys, and the like.  I NEED that.  Really.  I'm okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so who saw "Ally McBeal" last night and has had all faith they might have lost in the series because of last year's subpar season restored?  I sure as hell have.  And I'd like to marry Jonathan.  Talk about sex on a stick.  Rawr.  And Robert Downey Jr. ain't too bad either;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1365735?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1365735' title=''/><author><name>Abby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13524886003097974888</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1365004</id><published>2000-11-14T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T16:14:12.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all. Anna is here. How are we all? I'm good, except I'm STILL sick, which would explain the postage during the day. I am so sick of being sick! Yes, I am happy to see you all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1365004?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1365004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1365004' title=''/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10034793190470660515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1364955</id><published>2000-11-14T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T16:08:45.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that'd be AWESOME, Laur! do you want to do it with your newly restored psp or shall I? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1364955?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1364955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1364955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1364955' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1358198</id><published>2000-11-13T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T22:02:09.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that these are random postings, but on the little purple table to the side...wouldn't it be oh so pretty if we had little black and white pictures of all of the LG Crew? Cute, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1358198?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1358198' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1358176</id><published>2000-11-13T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T22:00:28.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jennifer is off watching &lt;i&gt;Ally McBeal&lt;/i&gt;. You people better start signing up fast, I need people to talk to! Oh, how I have MISSED Lawn Gnomes! I still don't know what happened. Someone probably hacked it, but WHY? Everyone loves us. We're like Michael Jackson when he was still singing about ABC's and 123's, before he was telling us to beat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys! LG will be up and running again. The lovely &lt;a href="http://inherwake.com/landslide"&gt;Dre&lt;/a&gt; offered to help us with the CGI when her busy schedule allows her some time, but if you know of anyone who would like to give two theater wenches a hand, please contact Jen or myself! Danke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1358176?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1358176' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1358148</id><published>2000-11-13T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T21:57:01.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well chickies, here I am. La di freaking dah. I'm currently stalking Dan, the boy du jour in Laur's life. I have to make a cool graphic for the blog. Not that Jennifer's beautiful text isn't smashing.&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/1357319-1358148?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1358148' title=''/><author><name>Halvorsen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1357319.post-1358081</id><published>2000-11-13T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T21:47:54.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys! WELCOME! the url is "http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com". And AGH, Robert Downey Jr. and Calista Flockhart just got together FINALLY on "Ally McBeal"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1357319-1358081?l=lawngnomes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1357319/posts/default/1358081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawngnomes.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1358081' title=''/><author><name>Jennifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15683363956629274974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
