<?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-6303706</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:33:26.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl With The Sun In Her Head</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ramblings that are totally unrelated to anything that remotely resembles a rational thought.  You will all become more stupid having read this.&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>breezergirl</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6303706.post-10886801423980870</id><published>2004-07-01T07:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T08:09:02.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day!</title><summary type='text'>Or Cannibis Day if you prefer.  Either way, it's a great day!  The sun is shining, the birds are churping and I'm just happy to be alive!  When I got home from work this morning I found myself dancing to the ambiant channel :)  You may ask: Why is that bitch so fucking happy?  It's cause I'm marrying the love of my life in just 10 days!!!  Plus my last day of work before vacation is tonight ;)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/10886801423980870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/10886801423980870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108689274512557840</id><published>2004-06-10T15:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T15:39:05.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be Married in a Month!</title><summary type='text'>Laura Saunders hosted my wedding shower in June 6th &amp; I've never been to one.  It was fun!  I had friends &amp; family there &amp; LOTS of food ;)  We played a game while I was opening presants: There was a present that everyone passed around &amp; when Laura said stop, the person who had it had to model what was in the box!  Wouldn't you know it, it stopped on Nana Milligan!  lol.  She was mortified &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108689274512557840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108689274512557840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-will-be-married-in-month.html' title='I Will Be Married in a Month!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108602647426195319</id><published>2004-05-31T14:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T15:01:14.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridal Shower - June 6th</title><summary type='text'>Hey, haven't posted for a while.  Been really busy, with work &amp; student loans &amp; wedding stuff.  So anyway, my bridal shower is on June 6th &amp; I'm excited but nervous cause I'm gonna have to open presents with tons of people watching me.  I know I'll be beat red!  lol.  It will be nice having my family &amp; friends there though.  I can't believe it's here already!  The wedding is about a month away!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108602647426195319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108602647426195319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/05/bridal-shower-june-6th_31.html' title='Bridal Shower - June 6th'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108456675162483471</id><published>2004-05-14T17:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T17:32:31.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Romeda</title><summary type='text'>People have been getting their invitations for the wedding &amp; calling us! People we haven't talked to in forever! It's great.  I talked to Ian Nordin for an hour &amp; a half &amp; I haven't seen him in about 2 years!  He is the reason me &amp; Vince met in the first place :)  If I didn't know Ian &amp; went with Melanie to his place that day, I would never have met Vince...  That would have sucked ass!  Anyways,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108456675162483471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108456675162483471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/05/orange-romeda.html' title='Orange Romeda'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108353027701826567</id><published>2004-05-02T17:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:42:18.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Friday we helped Adam &amp; CJ move into their new place.  It was a lot of work, but their new place is awesome!  I hope they are happy there.  Plus now they are walking distance away.  I am so jealous of their wooded area out their back door &amp; the small, but nice to have patio.  If they allowed pets we would move in ASAP!  lol.  That's not going to happen.  Madison is sooo cute!  I hope our children</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108353027701826567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108353027701826567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/05/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108302231741537789</id><published>2004-04-26T20:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T20:36:10.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Laura!</title><summary type='text'>Well her b-day was actually yesterday, but that's ok :)  We went over for a few drinks before Sopranos.  It was fun!  We have never been to her place before so it was nice.  Too bad that we couldn't have stayed longer though.  She is coming over again for Survivor Thursday so that should be fun!On the Friday after Vince got off work we went down to my parents place.  Vince stayed the night at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108302231741537789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108302231741537789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-21st-birthday-laura.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday Laura!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108273543946135698</id><published>2004-04-23T12:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:58:05.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Going On!</title><summary type='text'>So yeah, I got accepted to the Massage therapy course!!!  Now I just have to get a student loan.  I can't wait till is actually starts in September!  The weekend courses in May are going to drain me cause I won't get a day off.  I'll just have to get lots of sleep ;)  We took my engagement ring to be rhodium plated the other day so I'm wearing my wedding band as a replacement for now *tee hee* &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108273543946135698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108273543946135698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-much-going-on.html' title='So Much Going On!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108240749750222394</id><published>2004-04-19T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T17:49:00.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While...</title><summary type='text'>I haven't really been online much lately, which isn't like me at all.  Usually it's basically all that I do.  So here's an update :P At work I'm back on days :)  It's busy, but the day goes by alot faster than the night shift!  Me &amp; Vince have the same shift too so we actually get to see each other!  YAY!  I missed him...  CJ had the baby on Easter Sunday &amp; its a girl!  Her name is Madison </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108240749750222394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108240749750222394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108185576914587418</id><published>2004-04-13T08:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T09:10:09.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Weekend :)</title><summary type='text'>Well this will probably be the last of happy bunny for now cause Easter is over.  I just haven't been around to post much lately.On Friday night we went over to Adam &amp; CJ's for a bit before going to my parents place.  CJ is due at the end of the month!  Adam's mom gave them a baby shower &amp; she got a lot of stuff.  After the baby is born CJ's mom is going to throw her another one.  I guess the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108185576914587418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108185576914587418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/beautiful-weekend.html' title='A Beautiful Weekend :)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108116711407439755</id><published>2004-04-05T08:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T09:17:41.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I had a fun 2 days off :)  Friday night when Vince got off work, we had a few drinks &amp; cooked supper.  It was nice cause it seems like we didn't see each other for a long time.  Watched some TV &amp; smoked a j before bed.  On Saturday my mom came over.  We hung out at our apt for a bit &amp; then went to Staples to look at stationary for the invitations &amp; prices on printing.  Color printing is sooo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108116711407439755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108116711407439755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108095086064670129</id><published>2004-04-02T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T20:17:29.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Say that to one of your customers on the phone today :)Yeah so it's the weekend &amp; I am relaxing &amp; stuff.  Um, everyone is at work though...  So I might as well clean the apt for when Mom comes over tomorrow.  Maybe I'll do dishes, pick up Vinny &amp; have a few drinks.  The Sopranos are on at 12:05am so we gotta hurry home from there.  Me &amp; Vinny predict that Adrianne (Chris's fiance) is going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108095086064670129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108095086064670129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108082232761354540</id><published>2004-04-01T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T20:33:00.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bunny</title><summary type='text'>I thought since it is easter bunny season that I would put an inspirational image from Happy Bunny for my April posts (or until I get sick of it).  So enjoy :PTraining went well tonight.  Karen is really picking it up.  Except for the payment sheet, but we were working on that at about 5:30am so I am sure that she was just tired.  It's really not a hard concept.  If they have a zero balance &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108082232761354540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108082232761354540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-bunny.html' title='Happy Bunny'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108076798533364345</id><published>2004-03-31T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T17:24:26.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Fuck.  I Didn't Get the Job...</title><summary type='text'>You know how I was waiting to hear back from the TeleTech job?  Well they said that I would hear back either way by the end of the week.  I didn't hear back from them so I called them today.  I asked for Janet (my interviewer) &amp; she wasn't there so she pulled my file.  I guess I didn't complete the hiring process or something weird like that so I didn't get the job :(  WTF?  I didn't get it?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108076798533364345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108076798533364345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-fuck-i-didnt-get-job.html' title='Well Fuck.  I Didn&apos;t Get the Job...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108068508344894376</id><published>2004-03-30T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T18:21:39.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turquoise Hexagon Sun</title><summary type='text'>Hey :)  Where to begin?  Well Vinny got his modem swap money, finally.  Which meant that we could go out that night!  We went to 'your fathers mustache' with Kevin &amp; Danielle, Kenny &amp; Lora, Dave &amp; Cara &amp; Carlos &amp; Kathy.  We had a nice dinner &amp; they had a few pitchers of beer.  I couldn't cause I had to go to crappy work :(  It was all good though.  I'm glad we actually got to go this time cause </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108068508344894376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108068508344894376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/turquoise-hexagon-sun.html' title='Turquoise Hexagon Sun'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108039690709810711</id><published>2004-03-27T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T10:19:03.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Registered</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we went to Bedford to register for the Pre Req courses at the Massage Therepy College.  I thought that I could just drop off the forms &amp; the money, but the hippie lady there (I forget her name already), wanted to take me on a tour &amp; do the admissions interview.  I still hadn't slept &amp; wasn't expecting to be going in for an interview, but it went great!  Now I am more excited than ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108039690709810711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108039690709810711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/finally-registered.html' title='Finally Registered'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108030230036858647</id><published>2004-03-26T07:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T08:01:49.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take That Mother Fuckers!</title><summary type='text'>Remember how I told you that my Margie couldn't guarantee if I had those weekends off in May yet for my course?  Well it was like she didn't even give a fuck.  Now she is all worried &amp; asking me what days exactly!  lol.  I think it's cause I was talking to Carrie last night &amp; she was saying something about her going on vacation in May &amp; I said, yeah I don't even think I'll be here then.  I guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108030230036858647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108030230036858647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/take-that-mother-fuckers.html' title='Take That Mother Fuckers!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108022100144044950</id><published>2004-03-25T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T09:29:44.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippin on BoC</title><summary type='text'>Oh man I'm trippin!  I was just reading on a website that Boards of Canada have subliminal messages about weird shit!  It's trippy.  Maybe they tricked me into listening to nothing but them!  I get into these phases though in my musical listening.  Last time it was Radiohead.  There is this song by BoC called Dandelion that has Leslie Neilson's voice in it.  At first I couldn't for the life of me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108022100144044950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108022100144044950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/trippin-on-boc.html' title='Trippin on BoC'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108006322920974105</id><published>2004-03-23T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T13:39:26.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock &amp; Roll!</title><summary type='text'>Who's your inner rockstar?Found this nifty online test thingy on someone's blog.  Kinda cool, but I wonder what the other results are.  The person on the site I got it from was Ozzy too!  lol.  Ozzy rules!I'm listening to Eno Test by Boards of Canada right now &amp; loving it!  Just thought you'd like to know ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108006322920974105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108006322920974105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/rock-roll.html' title='Rock &amp; Roll!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-108004341582816991</id><published>2004-03-23T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T08:07:02.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Playing SSX</title><summary type='text'>Me &amp; Vinny have been playing alot of SSX (snowboarding) lately &amp; I love it!  He's good at tricks &amp; I'm good at racing :)  I beat all of the racing venues &amp; unlocked something called 'untracked' in 'freeride'.  It's awesome!  It's this mountian with a wicked view &amp; plaing in the background is Finished Symphony by Hybrid!  I love that song!  I didn't realize that it was on the soundtrack.  Anyways,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108004341582816991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/108004341582816991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/been-playing-ssx.html' title='Been Playing SSX'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107973091931257273</id><published>2004-03-19T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T17:18:40.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aced the Computer Testing - Real Interview Tuesday</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from my 4pm computer testing interview with TeleTech.  It was so fucking easy!  I walked into a huge emply lobby &amp; had to call the HR department to let me in.  It smelled like a hospital!  lol  When I got in, she told me about the test &amp; away I went.  First it was like a typing test, but you listened to calls &amp; input the information in the correct fields.  There was 11 to do so it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107973091931257273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107973091931257273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/aced-computer-testing-real-interview.html' title='Aced the Computer Testing - Real Interview Tuesday'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107965777624919062</id><published>2004-03-18T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T20:59:35.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got An Interview!</title><summary type='text'>The other day I saw an ad for TeleTech.  It's a callcentre &amp; they are hiring 25 people for full time positions with benefits for $9.25/hour for training &amp; then $10.00/hour after that!  I hate call centres, but decided that the money sounded good &amp; what do I have to loose?  Not much really cause I already pretty much know that I am going to have to leave my current job at the end of April to take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107965777624919062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107965777624919062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/got-interview.html' title='Got An Interview!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107944236527788984</id><published>2004-03-16T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T09:09:21.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Tomorrow...</title><summary type='text'>I really haven't had much to write about since my whole last post topic.  Yesterday me &amp; Vinny got our haircut.  Aren't you excited?  lol yeah right.  We also went grocery shopping &amp; spent more than we should have.  Hopefully it will last us this time though.  We are trying to eat healthier so veggies &amp; stuff is more expensive than the junk we usually get.  We also picked up a comforter that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107944236527788984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107944236527788984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/training-tomorrow.html' title='Training Tomorrow...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107920451736762630</id><published>2004-03-13T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T15:05:10.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazyness... Unexpected Crazyness...</title><summary type='text'>Last night we went over to our friends place Adam &amp; CJ's, to smoke a few joints &amp; play xbox (will watch actually).  We got some unexpected, shocking news!  Well I found out after we left, but Vince was in the other room with Adam &amp; he told him that CJ was pregnant!  I guess CJ walked in the room afterwards &amp; Vince was like, no way, how far along?  Adam said due in about a month!  Vince totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107920451736762630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107920451736762630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/crazyness-unexpected-crazyness.html' title='Crazyness... Unexpected Crazyness...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107900940218546863</id><published>2004-03-11T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T08:53:12.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Miss Ya Trav</title><summary type='text'>Today is the 2 year anniversary of my friends suicide. I still haven't gotten over it, but do you ever really get over something like that? Travis was my first real bf. We had so many good times up the his parents garage smoking &amp; drinking with Taylor, Levon, Adam, Tara, Tamara, Melanie &amp; Katie. Well they are the ones that introduced me to techno. They made me who I am today ;) I was 14 at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107900940218546863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107900940218546863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/we-miss-ya-trav.html' title='We Miss Ya Trav'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107872905858330346</id><published>2004-03-08T02:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T03:06:18.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower Madness!</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, Gary was supposed to come over.  He wasn't here by 8pm, so Vince called him &amp; he said he had no money so maybe next weekend.  Thanks for the phone call buddy.  Some people don't think.  We had the house clean &amp; bought muchies &amp; mix too.  We haven't seen him in over a year so we were kinda looking forward to it ya know?On Saturday, Laura (my best friend since we were born), Tricia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107872905858330346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107872905858330346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/baby-shower-madness.html' title='Baby Shower Madness!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107851765191399817</id><published>2004-03-05T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T12:17:23.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Did It...</title><summary type='text'>Last night I got to see the schedule for Sunday.  I was not impressed.  See I thought if I was doing to the audit, it would be just that.  But instead they had me on Sunday 7am-3pm!  WTF is that?  They I go back to the audit Monday.  So that totally fucks up my sleeping patterns.  Plus I have a babyshower for my cousin Becky to go to Sunday from 2-4pm &amp; I had been really looking forward to seeing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107851765191399817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107851765191399817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I Finally Did It...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107826430128949031</id><published>2004-03-02T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T18:02:31.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Backshift Already :(</title><summary type='text'>It's official.  I'm sick of doing the audit already!  I just wanna get outta there ASAP!  I don't even want to work during the day.  I wish my course would start sooner.  I was going to work part-time there while I went to the massage therepy course, but not I'm not so sure.  Maybe I'll just get like a job at Putting Edge like Samantha.  The pay is about the same &amp; it sounds kinda fun there.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107826430128949031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107826430128949031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/03/sick-of-backshift-already.html' title='Sick of Backshift Already :('/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107807367249967539</id><published>2004-02-29T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T12:57:26.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 &amp; 1/2 Days Off (So It Seems)...</title><summary type='text'>Well I got off work at 7am Friday, which is one of my days off &amp; I go back today at 3pm.  It seems like I'm missing 1/2 a day somewhere.  Friday we were supposed to go grocery shopping, but instead went out to East Side Marios for dinner!  I was yummy :P  I had the Tomatoe Chicken Tetrizine (sp?), but the chicken was kinda gross.  Vin had something that was really good, but I forget what it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107807367249967539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107807367249967539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/1-12-days-off-so-it-seems.html' title='1 &amp; 1/2 Days Off (So It Seems)...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107807198977260309</id><published>2004-02-29T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T12:16:12.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlos @ Bathtime :P</title><summary type='text'>Kenny made this pic (or took this pic I can't tell), of Carlos @ bathtime. Looking good :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107807198977260309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107807198977260309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/carlos-bathtime-p.html' title='Carlos @ Bathtime :P'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107784227758195307</id><published>2004-02-26T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T20:41:40.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night Sucked!</title><summary type='text'>Last night training with Aaron sucked!  Well he is good company, but we were sooo running behind!  He did all of the subfolios though &amp; I think he's getting the hang of it, but again tonight he didn't do any live-ins.  There just wasn't time.  I started them at 5am &amp; he took care of the guest that were starting to wake-up &amp; come down for the shuttle to the hospital.  He watched me do them the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107784227758195307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107784227758195307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/last-night-sucked.html' title='Last Night Sucked!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107774096792458826</id><published>2004-02-25T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:32:17.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Evening...</title><summary type='text'>Hello all.  I am sitting here with nothing to say or do.  Being cold cause Vinny left the windows open &amp; I didn't know.  I have to work tonight at 11pm.Training last night with Aaron went well.  Well as good as to be expected.  I basically did half &amp; got him to watch, then got him to do the other half while I watched.  Tonight he'll be doing everything with me watching &amp; helping.  Well except </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107774096792458826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107774096792458826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/good-evening.html' title='Good Evening...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107774039012025322</id><published>2004-02-25T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:22:39.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm, Candy ;)</title><summary type='text'>You are ECSTASY. What Drug Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107774039012025322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107774039012025322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/mmm-candy.html' title='Mmm, Candy ;)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107753830220576496</id><published>2004-02-23T08:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T08:14:28.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired...</title><summary type='text'>I just got off of the audit shift, but it was a 12 hour one.  From 7pm-7am.  I am fucking tired!  I gotta go to bed soon.  This is going to be short.  There is snow everywhere!  They are puting it in trucks &amp; dumping it into the harbour cause there just ain't anywhere else to put it.  The harbour is fucking discusting anyhow.  Vinny's had some nice unexpected days off though :)  So that's good.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107753830220576496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107753830220576496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-tired.html' title='So tired...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107731012121045741</id><published>2004-02-20T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T16:51:23.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Record Breaking Snowfall!</title><summary type='text'>We had a blizzard yesterday &amp; the day before &amp; I think the snowfall amounts were 80cm+!  That's craziness!  Some places got more &amp; some less.  Vince didn't have to go to work so that's cool.  I had these 2 days off anyways.  We were snowed in anyways since the plow hasn't come yet.  Our driveway is shoveled though so when it does come we are outta here!  lol  I just came back inside from a lovely</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107731012121045741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107731012121045741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/record-breaking-snowfall.html' title='Record Breaking Snowfall!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107715926920538264</id><published>2004-02-18T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T22:57:09.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A New Job...</title><summary type='text'>This just in, my job sucks ass!  lol  Well... Let's see, where to begin!  So new Jenn at work AKA Jenn C (since there are 3), decided not to show up for work this week, which sucks cause I actually liked her... That is sooo shitty on so many levels.  Then *BAMM* Rhonda gave her notice today!  Fucking shitty day!  I really don't blame her though cause she never got any of the days off that she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107715926920538264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107715926920538264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-need-new-job.html' title='I Need A New Job...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107713660789580351</id><published>2004-02-18T16:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T16:41:19.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbie Is A Whore...</title><summary type='text'>You're Gangsta Bitch Barbie.  You're tough and youlike it rough, and of course you like to pop acap in any wiggers ass. If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107713660789580351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107713660789580351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/barbie-is-whore.html' title='Barbie Is A Whore...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107696218929771989</id><published>2004-02-16T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T16:12:26.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>--&gt; Abused &lt;--</title><summary type='text'>So last night Rhonda called in sick.  Carrie kept calling me to ask if I'd work it with no sleep!  It's the audit shift from 11pm-7am.  I said no cause, well fuck them!  lol  So I guess Jenny B came in till 3am, then Margie from 3am-11am, then Carrie from 11am-11pm.  So Rhonda calls in sick again.  I just got off of work at 3pm &amp; am going in for 11pm!  I'm insane!  I pretty much had too though.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107696218929771989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107696218929771989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/abused.html' title='--&gt; Abused &lt;--'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107687502041493582</id><published>2004-02-15T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T15:59:36.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy V-Day!</title><summary type='text'>Vinny took me to the fireside for valentines day &amp; it was awesome!  We walked down to catch the bus.  Even just the walk there was really nice.  We used to go walking all the time, but lately we don't seem to have time to.  I hope we do it more often now that it reminded us of how enjoyable it can be :)  We took the #4 to Mumford &amp; then the #1 to Spring Garden Road.  The fireside it just off of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107687502041493582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107687502041493582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V-Day!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107662027283955338</id><published>2004-02-12T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T17:13:44.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why, why, why?</title><summary type='text'>Today sucks ass.  This morning Vince got up on the wrong side of the bed.  It sucks cause we only have these 2 days off &amp; probably won't get to see each other very much for the rest of the month.  We went to his dentist appt &amp; he was fine after that, then I didn't agree with him on one stupid thing &amp; he doesn't speak to me for the rest of the day.  Hello?!  I can have my own opinions!  He says I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107662027283955338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107662027283955338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/why-why-why.html' title='Why, why, why?'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107654459223239704</id><published>2004-02-11T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T20:12:22.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days Off... The Saga Continues...</title><summary type='text'>I forgot to mention that I have the next 2 days off!  YAY!  Me &amp; Vinny both do!  We're gonna have to make it count too cause we work opposite shifts for the rest of the month :(  For Valentines day I think we are going to the Fireside for dinner.  I've never been there &amp; it sounds really nice!  We are going to take the bus there &amp; a taxi home so we can have a few drinks.  It will be nice &amp; cozy &amp;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107654459223239704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107654459223239704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/2-days-off-saga-continues.html' title='2 Days Off... The Saga Continues...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107653900782743592</id><published>2004-02-11T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T18:50:44.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days Off :)</title><summary type='text'>Nothing really happened in the last 2 days.  I requested information for the massage therepy course &amp; got it.  I am getting so excited!  Everytime I tell someone I'm going to take it, they tell me about this friend who took it &amp; loved it!  Or how their friend is making a ton of money!  Just what I need!  lol  There are a ton of benefits for me taking it too.  Ever since I was little I wanted to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107653900782743592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107653900782743592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/2-days-off.html' title='2 Days Off :)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107628183135409073</id><published>2004-02-08T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T19:12:57.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Insanity!</title><summary type='text'>Well I actually did something on my days off!  Vinny called in sick so we could actually have some time together.  Plus he was mega stressed from his job.  On Thursday, Mom &amp; Dad came over because they dropped of my youngest sister at the movies.  We ended up watching Survivor &amp; the Apprentice it was nice :) We had a few drinks, a few joints &amp; Mom spilled her drink all over the apt &amp; me!  It was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107628183135409073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107628183135409073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/full-moon-insanity.html' title='Full Moon Insanity!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107593098531901721</id><published>2004-02-04T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T17:45:25.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb People Suck</title><summary type='text'>Last night we went out to a movie for Vinny's b-day.  It was fun!  We went to go see Along Came Polly.  It was pretty good, but kinda short.  I guess 1 &amp; 1/2 hours really isn't long compaired to the Return or the King at 3 hours!  lol  I liked it though &amp; I'm pretty sure Vinny did too :)Today sucked ass at work.  It went by fast though.  We had no rooms available when I went in this morning at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107593098531901721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107593098531901721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/dumb-people-suck.html' title='Dumb People Suck'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107576832228755681</id><published>2004-02-02T20:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T12:15:15.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 26th BIRTHDAY VINNY :)</title><summary type='text'>I wish we could spend more time together today baby, but it just didn't work out.  I love you!  Tomorrow when I get home from work we'll do something fun ;)  I hope that you are having a good night at work!Here is Vinny when he was but a we lad...  You can already tell he was gonna be freggin hot!Just look at those dimples!  Yummy :P &lt;--Kinda reminds me of this guy!  lol Just kiddin ;)  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107576832228755681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107576832228755681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-26th-birthday-vinny.html' title='HAPPY 26th BIRTHDAY VINNY :)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107567641253632199</id><published>2004-02-01T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T21:34:05.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm... Massage oil that smells like creamsicle :P</title><summary type='text'>On my second day off, I did basically the same as the first except no cleaning.  Yeah that's right, I did dick all.  What's it to ya?  On Saturday me &amp; Vince went to Mic Mac Mall before work to pick up a new phone &amp; massage oil.  We were in such a rush!  Well we got an awesome phone set.  It's the land line &amp; a cordless in one neat package.  I like how with aliant we can just add it to our bill.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107567641253632199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107567641253632199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/02/mmmm-massage-oil-that-smells-like.html' title='Mmmm... Massage oil that smells like creamsicle :P'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107549911118986254</id><published>2004-01-30T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T17:47:24.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Fucked Up...</title><summary type='text'>Well as you can see I fucked up my blog... The one for Red Skies is supposed to be at the top, but it posted twice.  So when I went in to delete it I pressed delete on the wrong one.  When I realized what I had done, I pressed the back button to copy &amp; past the Jan 28th post again.  You can't edit the date in here, this sucks!Why are my days off so fucking shitty all the fucking time?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549911118986254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549911118986254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/post-fucked-up.html' title='Post Fucked Up...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107549826733638496</id><published>2004-01-30T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T17:38:14.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Stressed! (Jan 28th, but my blog fucked up)</title><summary type='text'>Work hasn't been totally stressing my out! I actually came home from a 12 hour shift in a good mood! WTF is up with that? It's like I block people out. They ask dumb question &amp; I spew information like a robot. No emotion. It's great. I'm sure they appriciate it... NOT! Oh well, like I give a fuck. I'm not saying that I love my job or anything, I'm just tollerating it until the massage therepy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549826733638496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549826733638496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/not-stressed-jan-28th-but-my-blog.html' title='Not Stressed! (Jan 28th, but my blog fucked up)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107549813195231705</id><published>2004-01-30T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T17:31:05.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Skies</title><summary type='text'>The pillow on our make-shift computer chair, which is an old lazy boy found at the side of the road on garbage day; is all fucked up!  See we have to have the pillow in it cause the chair is not comfortable.  The pillow has a huge hole in it &amp; the stuffing is everywhere!  There is no point in cleaning it up cause the next time you sit down it spews more stuffing out of the gaping hole.  We need a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549813195231705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107549813195231705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/red-skies.html' title='Red Skies'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107516342211803492</id><published>2004-01-26T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T20:47:53.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy :)</title><summary type='text'>Hello all.  I am just writing to say that I am actually happy!  Well I have always been happy, but this is different.  It's like I'm content; zen if you will...  With my life in general.  Things with Vince &amp; I are perfect &amp; he feels it too!  I know that it has to do with our careers aswell.  Vinny just got hired to work part time doing something he loves &amp; he can also work part time at eastlink </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107516342211803492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107516342211803492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/happy.html' title='Happy :)'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107506220872804789</id><published>2004-01-25T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T16:25:35.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><summary type='text'>I love the new layout!  I downloaded it from someone.... I forget who, but I will put up the link in the near future.  As for now I'm still tweeking it.  The titles didn't show (I fixed that) &amp; there is something screwy with the right bar text.  Other than that I love the colors!  I'm in a hurry though...  Here's a quick recap:  Plans didn't work out so I didn't do anything on my days off (as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107506220872804789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107506220872804789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107491257100386447</id><published>2004-01-23T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T22:51:35.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doors Rule!</title><summary type='text'>Well last night didn't really pan out.  I guess Kevin was cranky so they didn't wanna do anything with us.  So what did we do?  Why go grocery shopping of course!  lol  Fun, fun!  That's alright.  We actually had $200 to spend.  Usually we keep borrowing against our groceries so that we only have $100 - $150 to spend.  So hungry by the end of the 2 weeks!  But we are good this time.Tonight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107491257100386447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107491257100386447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/doors-rule.html' title='The Doors Rule!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107480387107161635</id><published>2004-01-22T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:41:51.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want Candy</title><summary type='text'>Last night when I got off of work, Vinny &amp; I went to the Dragon Buffet King.  It was really good!  Really busy too, but the waitress thought it might have been because it was chinese new year.  I think chinese food is better served buffet style cause I would never try anything new otherwise.  I don't know what the stuff I ate was called, but most of it was yummy :P  They even had ice cream!  It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107480387107161635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107480387107161635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-want-candy.html' title='I Want Candy'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107463139087369505</id><published>2004-01-20T16:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:42:14.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Sucks...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I didn't have the compy after work cause Vince broke it!  He always blames me with those things.  So last night I was lonley :(  I watched some TV, played xbox &amp; smoked some weed.  He woke me up lastnight to let me know that it was fixed though.  I am so glad that it it!  I've been going mental!Me &amp; Vinny have been working opposite shifts &amp; it's starting to get to me.  I work 7am-3pm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107463139087369505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107463139087369505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/work-sucks.html' title='Work Sucks...'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107445905988056294</id><published>2004-01-18T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:42:30.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fish</title><summary type='text'>On Friday we had planned on going to see LOTR.  We got there at 9pm, but is started at 8pm :(  I'm never gonna see it!  So we pick something else, Along Came Polly.  That was fine cause I wanted to see that movie anyway.  So we get in the theatre &amp; it's packed!  The only two seats together were in the very front &amp; off to the side.  The screen looked all deformed cause of where we were, so we got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107445905988056294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107445905988056294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/big-fish.html' title='Big Fish'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107421413104308547</id><published>2004-01-15T20:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:48:07.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*tee hee*</title><summary type='text'>Danielle ended up having work left to do, so we'll end up doing something some other time.  All dressed up &amp; nowhere to go!  Oh well.  We had a stimulating convo though ;)  Anywho, I'm starving!  All I had to eat today was a maple dip doughnut!  Man I wish you could have a tab at Dominos!  *eats her own arm*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107421413104308547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107421413104308547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/tee-hee.html' title='*tee hee*'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107419898386909719</id><published>2004-01-15T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:43:12.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Actually Have 2 Days Off!</title><summary type='text'>I added a tagboard last night, we'll see how I like it.  I'll probably only keep it if someone actually uses it.  I also changed the blogger button so that it semi matches this page.  It's pink &amp; the page is purple.  I searched for it cause blogger only offers the orange ones &amp; it didn't match at all.Today is my day off &amp; what am I going to do?  Probably clean the ferret cage, do dishes &amp; shave</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107419898386909719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107419898386909719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-actually-have-2-days-off.html' title='I Actually Have 2 Days Off!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107412185391743095</id><published>2004-01-14T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:43:46.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Grass of Tunnel</title><summary type='text'>I changed the colors a bit.  Added a touch of green.  Speaking of which, if you want to see &amp; hear a really cool song, go here. Green Grass of Tunnel by Mum.  I can't wait until I have this blog the way I want it.  I don't know how that is yet, but I'll let you know when it's there.  Like the =^..^= instead of the # for the perma link?Today was a weird day at work.  It was busy, but it wasn't.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107412185391743095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107412185391743095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/green-grass-of-tunnel.html' title='Green Grass of Tunnel'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107401586170491949</id><published>2004-01-13T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:44:19.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys R Dumb</title><summary type='text'>I'm having a bad day, but I think I'm just going to try &amp; ignore the whole damn thing.  Vincent is mad at me for no reason.  We had a tiny fight last night &amp; he's dragging it into today.  How childish.  Anyways that's fine.  Hopefully training Jenn on Late Arrivals today at work will go better.  I hate my job.I have been thinking for a while about taking a Massage Therepy course.  I think I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107401586170491949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107401586170491949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/boys-r-dumb.html' title='Boys R Dumb'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107395668431585302</id><published>2004-01-12T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:44:43.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple</title><summary type='text'>I suck at this!  I've been working on this for like an hour, but have only been able to add some info the the side bar &amp; change some colors.  You can see a tiny green line up there somewhere &amp; I just couldn't be bothered with changing it.  It'll look good some day!Today worked sucked ass as always.  I worked 7am-7pm.  Happy Monday!  Yeah fuck off...  Today my manager was telling me about my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107395668431585302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107395668431585302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/purple.html' title='Purple'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107385124517965181</id><published>2004-01-11T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:45:01.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY for SMS!</title><summary type='text'>Work was crappy last night.  I ended up sneaking a book up to the desk to read, the Hobbit.  I'm about half way through it.  I love those kinds of books.  I'm not a big reader, but I really enjoy them.  I also was able to get my cell phone to the desk so I could use SMS.  This is great cause I can't talk to Vince when he is on ICQ &amp; I'm bored at work.This morning I did not want to get up.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107385124517965181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107385124517965181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/yay-for-sms.html' title='YAY for SMS!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107375289233630480</id><published>2004-01-10T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:45:23.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Naked is Fun!</title><summary type='text'>Well yesterday we did end up cleaning &amp; then grocery shopping.  That part was bla, but we had my MP3 player hooked up to the stereo so it was kinda cool :)  In the evening we did watch Bruce Almighty &amp; drinking rum.  Mmmm... rum...  The movie was fucking funny!  I diffanately recomend it.  We ended up getting the digi cam out &amp; took some pics that I am diffanatelly not going to post *tee hee*  It</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107375289233630480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107375289233630480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/being-naked-is-fun.html' title='Being Naked is Fun!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107368936818431960</id><published>2004-01-09T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:45:56.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Have Titles, YAY!</title><summary type='text'>Hello all, it is my one day off of the week.  I only had one day off last week, so I really don't think it's fair.  Fuckers.  Oh well.  Me &amp; Vinny took the tree down &amp; cleaned though house.  Did some laundry, went grocery shopping, now we are going to drink &amp; get high.  Wish I had some place to go though, I get sick of being in the apt.  It will be nice though.  Hopefully we can find a good movie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107368936818431960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107368936818431960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/now-i-have-titles-yay.html' title='Now I Have Titles, YAY!'/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107361170287307285</id><published>2004-01-08T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:46:19.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sneddy just said he mentioned me in his blog so I'm am doing the same ;)  Lke 5 mins after I made my blog, he looked over at Vinny's compy &amp; saw it.  Then he asked me on ICQ if I had one &amp; I was like "how did you know?"  freaky...  I wanna make this thing cool, but don't know how yet!  lol  Maybe I should have 2 blogs?  On as a diary that noone can see unless I want them to &amp; one for the rest or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107361170287307285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107361170287307285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/sneddy-just-said-he-mentioned-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107361095431816406</id><published>2004-01-08T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:46:55.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck man!  This shit is complicated!  Too bad they didn't just have a basic template editor thingy.  Vinny has the computer adjusted so that I can barely read the code!  Oh well, I'll figure it out... eventually.  Untill then I'll have to stick with this crappy template.  Not that blogger templates are crappy, it's just that I wanna make my own if you follow my meaning.  I'm rambling again.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107361095431816406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107361095431816406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/fuck-man-this-shit-is-complicated-too.html' title=''/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107360915082006791</id><published>2004-01-08T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T16:47:13.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KD was good.  Had a touch of ketchup.  No rum, but maybe later ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107360915082006791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107360915082006791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/kd-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>breezergirl</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-6303706.post-107360891569122075</id><published>2004-01-08T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T20:46:59.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is it. I finally decided to do it. I created a blog. Now lets see if I actually use it. So here goes: Today is fucking freezing! The inside door at work kept getting stuck open so I was cold all day! It was -17C with a windchill of -27C! Crazy shit man... I don't know if I want to make up a fake name &amp; stuff to do this with or not. I can't really put everything I want to here if I don't. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107360891569122075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6303706/posts/default/107360891569122075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breezergirl.blogspot.com/2004/01/this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>breezergirl</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></feed>
