<?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-7561250639995074592</id><updated>2012-01-24T22:15:44.519-08:00</updated><category term='analyze that'/><category term='advice'/><category term='movie quote'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='food'/><category term='WOTD'/><category term='Top 10'/><category term='SOTD'/><category term='quote'/><category term='TV quote'/><category term='china'/><category term='analyze this'/><category term='book quote'/><category term='Video'/><category term='love'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='soapbox'/><category term='life'/><category term='car'/><title type='text'>title</title><subtitle type='html'>brainstorm, take me away from the norm / i got to tell you something - 311</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>355</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6282520633840416967</id><published>2012-01-18T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:05:30.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Things I Think About While Jogging</title><content type='html'>since i sent my iPod in for an exchange, i have not been running with music. this is dangerous, because it leads to thinking -- thinking about things such as...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i should probably get new running shoes because i have a feeling my knees are going to hurt tomorrow. i need to look into those vibram shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken relationships prey on female insecurities. after i put myself on time out from a guy i think, "oh, he's going to find someone SO much better than me," and get all depressed. (*cue: "I Don't Stand a Ghost of a Chance With You") but sometimes i come to my senses and follow that thought with, "i'm pretty awesome though...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can buy a house in SF if i live off of ramen for the next...10 years? ... maybe. just maybe. oh wait, i'm a dietitian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i haven't ran this much in...over 3 months. i'm so out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope a van/truck doesn't come up behind me and kidnap me. hm. run faster.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6282520633840416967?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6282520633840416967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6282520633840416967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6282520633840416967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6282520633840416967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2012/01/things-i-think-about-while-jogging.html' title='Things I Think About While Jogging'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6738724048870207440</id><published>2012-01-01T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:13:49.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soapbox'/><title type='text'>Soapbox: Marriage</title><content type='html'>maybe it's my lack of sleep or maybe it's my new-found sense of individuality. but either way, i'm genuinely disappointed in katy perry. if these divorce rumors are true, and another one is indeed biting the dust, the world just MIGHT end in 2012. (ok, i'm being dramatic) but really, i think KP sells herself as an individual -- and i mean individual as in... a unique icon. but really, sweetie? if there's anything more cliche than a failed marriage in hollywood, it is currently evading me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe movie stars and recording artists should go through an extensive couple's counseling/couple's therapy prior to tying the (loosely tied) knot. heck, maybe everyone couple should! i mean, WHAT on God's green earth is the purpose of getting married when you're just gonna divorce them in 14 months (or 72 days in some other cases)?? i don't get it. i really don't. coz if ppl are worried about formalities and doing "the proper" thing, it clearly has NO bearing when the going gets tough. so why even go through the PRETENSE of being devoted to someone? HM?? ... i dono, maybe it's a hollywood/social conspiracy to create more jobs in our failing economy. "YES! let's create more jobs by throwing money down the drain and have this LAVISH wedding so we can support the little ppl who bake 10 tiered cakes and manufacture $10,000 wedding dresses! OH! and honey, let's take it one step further and get lawyers to divorce us after a year!" but CLEARLY, these ppl can't be that little if they have been noticed by the hollywood elite! oh no... no no, they're just relatively little. yet something tells me most stars in this day and age are not thinking about ways they can benefit the economy with their love-lives. but that's just a hunch. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if the goal IS to stimulate the economy with their love-lives, why don't they just employ relationship specialists to ameliorate the situation rather than hiring lawyers?! although after watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/313731/gangs-of-new-york"&gt;Gangs of New York&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;today (yes, i kno, its viewing is long overdue), i am tempted to physically beat into the feeble-minded of the world the definition of "oath", "vow", or "promise". and i will do it free of charge. but if economy-stimulating ppl of the upper class feel so inclined, i do accept cash or check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line: i'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&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/7561250639995074592-6738724048870207440?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6738724048870207440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6738724048870207440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6738724048870207440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6738724048870207440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2012/01/soapbox-marriage.html' title='Soapbox: Marriage'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8055576390984112690</id><published>2011-12-16T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T23:05:18.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Alfred Hitchcock Presents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/SDTTvIRzQigC__zt0qFS4A"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/SDTTvIRzQigC__zt0qFS4A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i'm somewhat of a hopeless romantic. i clearly watched too many disney movies as a kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8055576390984112690?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8055576390984112690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8055576390984112690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8055576390984112690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8055576390984112690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/12/alfred-hitchcock-presents.html' title='Alfred Hitchcock Presents...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5762220467722084509</id><published>2011-12-09T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T19:32:51.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotables: Crazy</title><content type='html'>my co-worker, who's almost 70, always tells me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're crazy, you kno that? you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kno.&lt;div 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Crazy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5174462825202572002</id><published>2011-12-04T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:05:45.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time Is Here</title><content type='html'>you kno it's the holidays when you go to the mall and a flock of ppl walk out all in red because they just took family pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when cheesy shirts with holiday greetings you only wear once a year appear at target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when koit only plays holiday songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when my...er, your...clothes start getting snug coz you've been assaulted by sugar cookies, pumpkin pastries, brownies and sweet potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of which amuse me except the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5174462825202572002?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5174462825202572002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5174462825202572002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5174462825202572002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5174462825202572002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time Is Here'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8941930950022595571</id><published>2011-11-06T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T17:29:36.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Chasing Amy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/TMRy_zJSihqOmkSAQDEj1A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/TMRy_zJSihqOmkSAQDEj1A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="400" height="225" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8941930950022595571?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8941930950022595571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8941930950022595571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8941930950022595571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8941930950022595571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/11/chasing-amy.html' title='Chasing Amy :)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1220345565615844637</id><published>2011-10-05T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:31:04.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Attraction</title><content type='html'>i have a penchant for asshole men and cute shoes. my bank and heart breaks in both situations. it's rather unfortunate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1220345565615844637?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1220345565615844637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1220345565615844637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1220345565615844637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1220345565615844637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/10/attraction.html' title='Attraction'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4969343694496862439</id><published>2011-09-12T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:02:48.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Love's Labour's Lost</title><content type='html'>jazz standards and shakespeare? yes, please! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/WDgPDL5RWzlqqb0Xx50YLA?shared_ad_id=55510"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/WDgPDL5RWzlqqb0Xx50YLA?shared_ad_id=55510" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="400" height="225" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4969343694496862439?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4969343694496862439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4969343694496862439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4969343694496862439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4969343694496862439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/09/loves-labours-lost.html' title='Love&apos;s Labour&apos;s Lost'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4245251816129956352</id><published>2011-08-28T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:19:16.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOTD'/><title type='text'>WOTD: Parkour</title><content type='html'>parkour: &lt;span&gt;(n.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ssens"&gt;the sport of traversing environmental obstacles by running, climbing, or leaping rapidly and efficiently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently discovered parkour via american ninja warrior. yay for ANW, because the feats they perform are amazing and also because one of the guys this season is hot. ... anyway, i think it's amazing and i don't think i could ever do it, which leads me to the worst idea alan has ever come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background: stuck on the second floor at at&amp;amp;t park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're trapped. can we go down the maintenance elevator? or do we have to do parkour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i didn't take him seriously and just ignored him. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good song. TERRIBLE video. absolutely terrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FHp2KgyQUFk" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="246"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/7561250639995074592-4245251816129956352?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4245251816129956352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4245251816129956352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4245251816129956352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4245251816129956352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/wotd-parkour.html' title='WOTD: Parkour'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FHp2KgyQUFk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2203780834528540367</id><published>2011-08-17T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:56:52.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Language Barrier</title><content type='html'>me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hm, what kind of tops do you like on girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jackets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha, yes, but i mean TOPS, not outerwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like...blouses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flowy? tight? low cut? crop top? sleeveless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop using words i don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24474056&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24474056&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/7561250639995074592-2203780834528540367?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2203780834528540367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2203780834528540367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2203780834528540367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2203780834528540367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/quotable-language-barrier.html' title='Quotable: Language Barrier'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-913520515831842936</id><published>2011-08-15T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:55:15.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Night of the Living Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i finally got around to watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/span&gt; today. and while i'm sure i'd be hysterical if that really happened, it's actually more frustrating than scary to watch barbra be the useless person she is. ... really. ... if i'm ever that useless in such a dire situation, please slap me. however, like i said, i'm pretty sure i'd be hysterical and my hysteria would most likely involve throwing things and tae-bo moves. but since i don't expect zombies to pop up from their graves any time soon, i guess we'll never kno... *shrug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPTUBEwKlpk/Tkn35DGa7HI/AAAAAAAAApw/5RLfnithroA/s1600/night%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bliving%2Bdead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPTUBEwKlpk/Tkn35DGa7HI/AAAAAAAAApw/5RLfnithroA/s320/night%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bliving%2Bdead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641312567715097714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ complete and utter uselessness.&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/7561250639995074592-913520515831842936?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/913520515831842936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=913520515831842936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/913520515831842936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/913520515831842936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/night-of-living-dead.html' title='Night of the Living Dead'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zPTUBEwKlpk/Tkn35DGa7HI/AAAAAAAAApw/5RLfnithroA/s72-c/night%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bliving%2Bdead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8280667247030157547</id><published>2011-08-13T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:55:46.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Later</title><content type='html'>music musts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEzMTMyNTc4MDMwMTUmcHQ9MTMxMzI1NzgyMjQ1OSZwPTY5NDMwMSZkPSZnPTEmbz*yNjcxMjU1MDJkYjE*NjlmODI4/YmQ1ZmQzMTI1ZWM2YiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:400px;"&gt; &lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_regular_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=300&amp;amp;myheight=400&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.playlistproject.net%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D87278299%26t%3D1313257836&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:400px; visibility:visible; height:300px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_regular_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=300&amp;amp;myheight=400&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.playlistproject.net%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D87278299%26t%3D1313257836&amp;amp;wid=os" width="450" height="470" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"/&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.playlistproject.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/create_gray.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.playlistproject.net/playlist/22343244555/standalone" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/launch_gray.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.playlistproject.net/playlist/22343244555/download"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/get_gray.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8280667247030157547?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8280667247030157547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8280667247030157547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8280667247030157547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8280667247030157547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/later.html' title='Later'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5633210007645466168</id><published>2011-08-08T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T10:56:28.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Adventures on I-5: 3.0</title><content type='html'>i made the trip with steph this time coz one of our mutual friends got married this weekend. and time really does go by much faster when you're having fun. we talked about everything from WIC to weddings. and speaking of weddings, the one we went to was BEA-U-TI-FUL! it was so beautiful that i decided my hypothetical future wedding could never top that and i should just go to vegas and/or elope instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mind you, this does NOT mean i no longer want the ring from the previous post. just had to make that clear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, when my friends asked whether i thought my parents would kill me afterward or not, i decided to clear up the matter right there and then. upon asking my mother, i decided by the tone of her voice and the mere SUGGESTION of a lecture that i would indeed die if i got married without telling her. i tried to persuade her from the asian angle that it would be MUCH cheaper than a wedding. but to no avail. thus seeing how i don't intend on being verbally -- or otherwise -- murdered by my parents after getting hitched, i figured that if the time ever comes, i should have a "proper" wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if i have to have one, it needs to be done RIGHT. and what could be more important than the music you have at your wedding?! ... more on that &lt;a href="http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/later.html"&gt;later&lt;/a&gt;. i'm still trying to figure out a way i can elope without being murdered by my parents after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may i leave for a minute to go potty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5633210007645466168?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8645425165807692621</id><published>2011-08-02T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T19:06:22.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Quiero!</title><content type='html'>speaking of gold digging... YO QUIERO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartier.com/show-me/jewelry/n4187600-honeymoon-solitaire#/show-me/jewelry/n4187600-honeymoon-solitaire::/cartiergeoloc/popin-redirection"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwc9pee7bqo/TjipMaXeMTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QkS9wxsvzZI/s320/honeymoon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636440964355469618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dkNVNv1kTc/Tjis1hVZE0I/AAAAAAAAApY/rYEG_y-K2pg/s1600/seems%2Blegit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8dkNVNv1kTc/Tjis1hVZE0I/AAAAAAAAApY/rYEG_y-K2pg/s400/seems%2Blegit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636444969135313730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8645425165807692621?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8645425165807692621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8645425165807692621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8645425165807692621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8645425165807692621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/08/quiero.html' title='Quiero!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwc9pee7bqo/TjipMaXeMTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/QkS9wxsvzZI/s72-c/honeymoon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8641324122873221491</id><published>2011-07-24T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:47:01.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Gold Digging</title><content type='html'>is it me, or does it seem like golddiggers are more acceptable nowadays? it seems to me one of two things -- or both, actually -- is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;society has gotten so "scandalous" and so "tell it like it is" in recent decades, that it would make sense to just be upfront about everything, including admission of digging for gold. sure, it's valid to want to be with someone stable, because a relationship is going to have enough issues on its own without having financial issues. but at the same time, you can be on the other extreme where you don't have financial issues, perse, but issues in all other aspects.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;our generation is so career driven that they don't have time to be social, thus there is now a population created to suit the wealthy's wants and needs; i.e. relationships can now be purchased (which could also fall into this capitalism, career driven, let's-make-profit-if-we-can mentality) does that make sense?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;if it doesn't make sense, it might help to see what spawned this post. recently, my friend showed me &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/wealth/2011/07/18/how-to-marry-rich-in-china/?mod=wsj_share_facebook"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; on the  how-to's of snagging a millionaire and this weekend i discovered &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/the-millionaire-matchmaker"&gt;Millionaire  Matchmaker&lt;/a&gt;. they are both quite entertaining concepts, but you can see  how they would lead me to believe in the social (or even moral)  acceptance of golddigging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, those are just some of my musings. that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8641324122873221491?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8641324122873221491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8641324122873221491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8641324122873221491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8641324122873221491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/07/gold-digging.html' title='Gold Digging'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1098401309198354835</id><published>2011-07-21T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:24:45.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Weight and Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Health/w_RelationshipNews/marriages-satisfying-wives-thinner-husbands/story?id=14081017"&gt;Marriages More Satisfying When Wives are Thinner Than Husbands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like this is supposed to help with eating disorders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, what woman would be satisfied if her husband was a tiny little b*tch that could not protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;touche...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1098401309198354835?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1098401309198354835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1098401309198354835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1098401309198354835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1098401309198354835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/07/weight-and-marriage.html' title='Weight and Marriage'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4450160253312099204</id><published>2011-06-30T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:23:41.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Brevity</title><content type='html'>i strongly believe there should be a license to procreate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many moons ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't think he likes me&lt;/span&gt;.  :(&lt;br /&gt;director: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then he's an idiot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=28571085&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=28571085&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" 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title='Brevity'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8289317835248448626</id><published>2011-06-25T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:16:16.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>Top 10: Beauty Tips and Tricks</title><content type='html'>i kno, i kno. you're thinking, "who gave HER any authority to give beauty advice?" yes. well, as unassuming as i am, i do kno a thing or two about beauty despite looking like crap most days of the week. (but when you take into account where i work, you have to forgive me.) i'll admit, i probably get most of my tips from miss natasha, but i've picked up a few tricks along the way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though this is a "top 10" post, these are pretty much my ONLY tricks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;VASELINE/petroleum jelly: i can't seem to get away from deserts, and because of that, my lips are perpetually dry. sometimes i'll even wake up in the morning with dried blood on my lips, because they've cracked from lack of moisture. yea, i should probably be drinking more water, but when you're in the desert, you can only drink so much -- water, that is. but a quick remedy is to put vaseline on your lips before going to bed. it's better than any lip balm i've tried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BE MINERAL VEIL (or any other translucent powder...): dusting this over your lids after putting on primer and shadow helps set your shadow and prevent unsightly creasing or oily lids. it keeps your shadow looking fresh through the night and into the next day. ;)&lt;br /&gt;(baby powder probably works too, though i haven't tried.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WET THE CHEESE GRATER: ok, it's not really a cheese grater, but it looks like one. you kno the thing you use to get callouses of your feet? well, again, if your feet are always dry and cracked coz you live in the desert -- or even if you don't -- you've probably found that using this thing in the shower does very little good. trick? don't wet your feet, wet the cheese grater, then go at those callouses. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JOJOBA OIL: i recently replaced my daytime facial moisturizer with this little gem. it's natural AND it helps clear up my skin. love. plus it doesn't leave an oily residue despite being an oil. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TOILET SEAT COVERS: speaking of oily skin, if you find yourself getting oily and without any oil blotting sheets, go use the little girl's room. the unwaxed side of toilet seat covers work just as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BRUSH IT OFF: with the advent of the unbaked eyeshadow and powdered liner (e.g. BE), there is now the problem of leaving specks of shadow or liner on your cheeks after its application. and when you use your hand to brush it off, it leaves a streak, thus making it look like you tried to kill a gnat on your face. use a face brush to remove any said specks instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CONCEALER/BLUSH: i think the reason why i like makeup (even though i don't use it very often) is because it gives me a way to express my inner artiste since i went into a completely non-artistic field. and... if you kno anything about art, you kno that lighter objects come into the foreground while darker objects recede. using this line of logic, it makes sense that a darker blush is used under cheekbones to enhance them and concealer (since it should be one shade lighter than your foundation) can be used down the bridge of your nose (if you're asian) to give your face more dimension. just make sure you blend well to keep from looking like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEON NAIL POLISH: after your feet have been in hiding all winter, it's hard to get them to look tan all of a sudden. that is unless you use neon nail polish. because neon nail polish is so bright, it'll make your feet look more tan in contrast. a definite win for those with pale, reflective skin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PURPLE TINTED LIPS: lip balms and glosses that have a hint of blue or purple in them make your teeth look whiter. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWITCH IT UP: have you noticed that after you use a certain product for a while, it tends to lose effectiveness? it's like your skin becomes immune to that face wash, or your hair is tired of that shampoo. my guess is these products create build-up over time and you need a different product to remove their build-up. so even if you found the love of your life... or the perfect shampoo in this case... you still need a break from it once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8289317835248448626?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8289317835248448626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8289317835248448626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8289317835248448626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8289317835248448626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/06/top-10-beauty-tips-and-tricks.html' title='Top 10: Beauty Tips and Tricks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7216281653962901908</id><published>2011-06-09T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T21:07:56.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Someday"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P289929&amp;amp;categoryId=C7010"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF1Xo4lgJzk/TfGYGxj7z2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/9Niuu7Yl5Pc/s400/Bieber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616437452458413922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... capitalism knos no bounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7216281653962901908?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7216281653962901908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7216281653962901908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7216281653962901908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7216281653962901908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/06/someday.html' title='&quot;Someday&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LF1Xo4lgJzk/TfGYGxj7z2I/AAAAAAAAAmo/9Niuu7Yl5Pc/s72-c/Bieber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7087746573299186148</id><published>2011-06-08T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T22:18:40.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Name That Quote...?</title><content type='html'>i will give a gift to whoever is able to tell me where the following quote is from -- not because this is a contest, but because i really don't kno and it is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The time had passed, and he had decidedly lost her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds like something guy de maupassant would write, but i can't be sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7087746573299186148?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7087746573299186148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7087746573299186148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7087746573299186148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7087746573299186148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/06/name-that-quote.html' title='Name That Quote...?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2757986521395944023</id><published>2011-06-01T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:16:57.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Top 10. ...?</title><content type='html'>i was going to do a post on what i think are the top 10 inventions, but i realized that highlighters shouldn't be compared with modern plumbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i initially thought about "inventions" because i bought a fabric shaver yesterday, and oh my. it. is. marvelous. all this time i'm thinking that my primitive lint roller is adequate for removing fuzz, but no. no. sure, it can take on pet hair and towel fuzz, but pilling? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn't i buy one of these sooner?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/public/UK7G2HZzy-LOdacbk4VG32M2RpK5eQAdq0j_jEfZo0y1Gd4d8iU4XKxFvLigajWmVqoK5o02_KuFP2aTmTn9v0awFwjAwjc7gevi8ONFDayO-oG1_SAiOJNELee5HvmrahKwEr3kDR9kMjtBKvsEIt1YkXf7mM7BW4HE1o0x4SpqcI-vyRXZYNUmfeh5W0k"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/public/UK7G2HZzy-LOdacbk4VG32M2RpK5eQAdq0j_jEfZo0y1Gd4d8iU4XKxFvLigajWmVqoK5o02_KuFP2aTmTn9v0awFwjAwjc7gevi8ONFDayO-oG1_SAiOJNELee5HvmrahKwEr3kDR9kMjtBKvsEIt1YkXf7mM7BW4HE1o0x4SpqcI-vyRXZYNUmfeh5W0k" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glorious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm so easily amused.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2757986521395944023?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2757986521395944023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2757986521395944023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2757986521395944023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2757986521395944023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/06/top-10.html' title='Top 10. ...?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3937819833570219994</id><published>2011-05-25T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:19:49.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>if you don't want to be in relationship with someone and you use distance as the primary excuse, don't get into a long-distance relationship after that and let him/her find out. it makes you look really, REALLY -- and i mean REALLY -- bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3937819833570219994?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3937819833570219994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3937819833570219994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3937819833570219994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3937819833570219994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/05/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6357659185217422351</id><published>2011-05-24T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:51:08.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>some viable options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hijack a plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and by hijack... i mean flirt with the pilot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let us all on the plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we fly to... greece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i LIKE plan A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but...suppose i botch up the flirting...is there a "plan A.5"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bring him to DnB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we can "buy" him lots of drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and by "buy" i mean brandon can give me free drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get the pilot SUPER drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we fly to greece ourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; problem solved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm such a good problem solver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. ... well. ... if for some reason plan A (or A.5) doesn't work, i investigated some other options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot air ballooning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lePBU3xzJeU/Tdxgd2FTXZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/NfxSs7u-PbQ/s1600/pig%2Bballoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lePBU3xzJeU/Tdxgd2FTXZI/AAAAAAAAAmU/NfxSs7u-PbQ/s320/pig%2Bballoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610465301647023506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps swing/salsa dancing? ... sailing? ... jazz concert?  *shrug. we'll see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6357659185217422351?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6357659185217422351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6357659185217422351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6357659185217422351'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're gonna be alone, gonna be alone, it's gonna be late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sondre Lerche, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Cannot Let You Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do for my birthday this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7684331824771382401?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7684331824771382401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7684331824771382401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7684331824771382401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7684331824771382401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/05/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4074978248787079631</id><published>2011-05-11T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:27:54.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ingrown Hair</title><content type='html'>this post isn't for the faint of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding. well, sorta. so if you're a normal female human being, you have probably encountered the existence of ingrown hair on your body at some point in your life. and for the few of you who don't have a clue what i'm talking about, leave now before i slap you out of envy. however, if you are able to empathize with me, please stay. coz i have to kno, what is a quick way to get rid of ingrown hair? i'm not going to lie, there have been times i have stood there with a needle in hand, maneuvering it under my epidermis, trying to fish the hair out so i can subsequently remove it with tweezers. (is that gross? sorry...) i feel like an OCD masochist. failure is not an option. bloodshed may incur, but that hair WILL come out. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has to be an easier way to remove ingrown hair without needles, exfoliating for a week, rubbing alcohol or patience... right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4074978248787079631?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4074978248787079631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4074978248787079631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4074978248787079631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4074978248787079631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/05/ingrown-hair.html' title='Ingrown Hair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-826009865313900214</id><published>2011-04-17T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:50:40.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>You Say Po-TAE-to, I Say Po-TAH-to</title><content type='html'>for a long time, i viewed potatoes as the lesser-evil precursor of the french fry and the source of simple starch. but little did i kno, it might actually be good for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to buy some $59 undereye cream to get rid of dark circles when i had the genius idea that maybe there's a cheaper home remedy. so i sat in front of the computer, and googled away like the nerd i am, and found that potatoes might work! ... potatoes? yea. potato wedges under the eyes! hm. so i went and bought a potato, cut myself 2 wedges and lay on my bed with them under my eyes as i held my phone over my face to play "words with friends". after a while, i learned 2 things: 1) my arms are weak, and 2) potatoes might work. i'm still trying to decide whether it's the leftover starch that lightens the dark circles or some other magical ingredient in the potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results: inconclusive. but i did learn one other thing. i used the rest of the potato to make baked french "fries", and they turned out pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc8rsQpO5KA/TauChvpbHmI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2eIMwVbVSoc/s1600/fries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc8rsQpO5KA/TauChvpbHmI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2eIMwVbVSoc/s320/fries.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596710478175477346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're not as glamorous as fries from the golden arches, but they still pass for fries. ... right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-826009865313900214?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/826009865313900214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=826009865313900214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/826009865313900214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/826009865313900214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-say-po-tae-to-i-say-po-tah-to.html' title='You Say Po-TAE-to, I Say Po-TAH-to'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc8rsQpO5KA/TauChvpbHmI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2eIMwVbVSoc/s72-c/fries.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1742360838983356495</id><published>2011-04-10T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:48:02.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>i'm at one of those points in my life where i feel the need for change. perhaps it has something to do with the fact basketball season is winding down and baseball season is starting up. but most likely it is due to the changes going on in other ppl's lives -- baby showers, new jobs, weddings, graduations, new relationships, etc. but me? i'm stagnant like swamp water that breeds malaria-bearing mosquitoes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1742360838983356495?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1742360838983356495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1742360838983356495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1742360838983356495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1742360838983356495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/04/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-404610175872640906</id><published>2011-04-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:30:19.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>Top 10: Scents</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;juicy couture, viva la juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;clean laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;a new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;kate spade, twirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;gucci, guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;bath &amp;amp; body works aromatherapy, stress relief -- eucalyptus and spearmint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;bath &amp;amp; body works aromatherapy, sensual -- black currant and vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;lavender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;victoria's secret, secret crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame- color:rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);"&gt;dial soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-404610175872640906?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/404610175872640906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=404610175872640906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/404610175872640906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/404610175872640906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/04/top-10-scents.html' title='Top 10: Scents'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6064357389414030567</id><published>2011-04-02T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:21:29.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>SOTD: Marry Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=25038923&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=25038923&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i found while looking for a good quote to put on my coworker's wedding card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her'.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;dream on, amy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6064357389414030567?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6064357389414030567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6064357389414030567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6064357389414030567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6064357389414030567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/04/sotd-marry-me.html' title='SOTD: Marry Me'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7658594808843691545</id><published>2011-03-23T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:22:05.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Worst Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MGF6F8FWw-Y/TYrT9Qg3NLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JjPHnxOgAHk/s1600/Mario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MGF6F8FWw-Y/TYrT9Qg3NLI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JjPHnxOgAHk/s400/Mario.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587511337064805554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha, cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon W: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon W: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a guy's worst nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kno. i'm sadistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7658594808843691545?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="mediaKey=5c901270e0&amp;amp;config=wbembedplayer.xml"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.thewb.com/player/wbphasethree/wbvideoplayer.swf" flashvars="mediaKey=5c901270e0&amp;amp;config=wbembedplayer.xml" name="embed" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" align="middle" height="316"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ronnie mars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3857139814523949655?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3857139814523949655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3857139814523949655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3857139814523949655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3857139814523949655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/03/typical-man.html' title='The Typical Man?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-902282968638223210</id><published>2011-03-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:31:02.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Glee</title><content type='html'>i was catching up on glee today and came across some quotables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why be curious? no. wait to have relations until you're comfortable, right? maybe til your honeymoon. i dunno, maybe even later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cucumbers can give you aids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, glee. correct me if i'm wrong, but don't people usually take sex ed in elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abstinence engenders maladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love's Labour's Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't necessarily disagree with will, but i still do favor abstinence from sex prior to marriage  and abstinence from alcohol prior to brunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-902282968638223210?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/902282968638223210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=902282968638223210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/902282968638223210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/902282968638223210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/03/quotable-glee.html' title='Quotable: Glee'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2322959096457974986</id><published>2011-03-10T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:24:00.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Weapons of Self-Destruction</title><content type='html'>camilla let me borrow her curling irons today. the initial excitement associated with a new 'do diminished as i realized... i suck at using these things. for one, i think i created a kink in my hair that may or may not come out with a washing. and two, i think i burned my ear. did you kno some of these things can go up to 395 degrees?! that is HOT. i mean, with temperatures that high, sylvia plath may have died during an innocent attempt to straighten or curl her hair! (but, not likely) curling irons are dangerous. the things women do in the name of vanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/funnypics/images/b/bad_hair_day-12455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 299px;" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/funnypics/images/b/bad_hair_day-12455.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2322959096457974986?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2322959096457974986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2322959096457974986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2322959096457974986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2322959096457974986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/03/weapons-of-self-destruction.html' title='Weapons of Self-Destruction'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2297919346431691549</id><published>2011-03-07T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:43:57.532-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Prerequisites?</title><content type='html'>Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what do you think is the prerequisite for sleeping with a girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prerequisite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know if there are any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and amy's faith in men plummets... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my favorite book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“I was talking to the son of God.” I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Her eyes widened a little.  “Jesus?” she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“Ah.  You know his name.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“What were you mumbling to Jesus?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“I was praying.  That’s all.  I don’t go to church, for a lot of reasons, and I’m a heretic and I know I’m on my own and that’s fine.  It doesn’t scare me very much, or at least I lie and say it doesn’t.  But I still pray.  I pray every day for things that matter, like you.  So while you were laying down in my lap, it occurred to me, just suddenly, to pray that something would work, that maybe something really good could happen to me, and I wanted it to be you.  That’s what I was doing.  I prayed about you.  So there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Welter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Begin to Exit Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2297919346431691549?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2297919346431691549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2297919346431691549' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2297919346431691549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2297919346431691549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/03/quotable-prerequisites.html' title='Quotable: Prerequisites?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6889210104443796271</id><published>2011-02-27T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:10:54.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>Better Than My Blog</title><content type='html'>found some interesting articles today on some oh-so-reliable sites.&lt;br /&gt;(complete sarcasm there, but they're fun reads anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-which-names-get-laid-the-most/"&gt;Which Names Get Laid The Most?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tressugar.com/Valentines-Day-Playlist-13922689"&gt;Buzz's 10 Favorite Get-It-On Songs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i concur with some, but if i had to choose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top 10: get-it-on songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="397" height="245"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/widget.swf" /&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=23403787&amp;style=metal&amp;bbg=FFFFFF&amp;bfg=D6D6D6&amp;bt=7A7A7A&amp;bth=FFFFFF&amp;pbg=7A7A7A&amp;pbgh=D6D6D6&amp;pfg=FFFFFF&amp;pfgh=7A7A7A&amp;si=7A7A7A&amp;lbg=7A7A7A&amp;lbgh=D6D6D6&amp;lfg=FFFFFF&amp;lfgh=7A7A7A&amp;sb=7A7A7A&amp;sbh=D6D6D6&amp;p=0" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/widget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="397" height="245" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=23403787&amp;style=metal&amp;bbg=FFFFFF&amp;bfg=D6D6D6&amp;bt=7A7A7A&amp;bth=FFFFFF&amp;pbg=7A7A7A&amp;pbgh=D6D6D6&amp;pfg=FFFFFF&amp;pfgh=7A7A7A&amp;si=7A7A7A&amp;lbg=7A7A7A&amp;lbgh=D6D6D6&amp;lfg=FFFFFF&amp;lfgh=7A7A7A&amp;sb=7A7A7A&amp;sbh=D6D6D6&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fabsugar.com/Camila-Alves-Oscars-2011-14457235"&gt;Camila Alves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply stunning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6889210104443796271?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6889210104443796271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6889210104443796271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6889210104443796271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6889210104443796271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-than-my-blog.html' title='Better Than My Blog'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-9063236611214846374</id><published>2011-02-21T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:20:02.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What's Love Got To Do With It?</title><content type='html'>i was walking and thinking today (both dangerous activities for me) and i came to a revelation on relationships -- a topic on which i have no authority to speak. i think my hypothetical, future marriage will be everlasting due to sheer stubbornness. well, it's either stubborn self-righteousness or stubborn optimism. or both. ... but love? nah. the world's definition of love has become too volatile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe "tenacious" would be a better word to use than "stubborn"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we all want to know how it ends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;/span&gt;, He is We&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-9063236611214846374?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/9063236611214846374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=9063236611214846374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/9063236611214846374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/9063236611214846374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-love-got-to-do-with-it.html' title='What&apos;s Love Got To Do With It?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6101917217808177078</id><published>2011-02-13T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:43:35.566-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WOTD'/><title type='text'>WOTD: Rotic</title><content type='html'>rotic: (adj.)&lt;br /&gt;romantic without the man; "ro-man-tic" minus "man"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61VqV6U%2BAfL._SS280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61VqV6U%2BAfL._SS280_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wil Alexander, MD, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Morning Rounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6101917217808177078?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6101917217808177078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6101917217808177078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6101917217808177078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6101917217808177078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/02/wotd-rotic.html' title='WOTD: Rotic'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1600318889993845258</id><published>2011-02-08T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:27:16.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Adventures on I-5: 2.0</title><content type='html'>i hate cow farms with a passion. especially when i'm driving at night. that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IUnh9c2LyRg?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="330"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1600318889993845258?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1600318889993845258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1600318889993845258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1600318889993845258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1600318889993845258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/02/adventures-on-i-5-20.html' title='Adventures on I-5: 2.0'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IUnh9c2LyRg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-808629540051298516</id><published>2011-01-16T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:50:51.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>aZn</title><content type='html'>i feel a little preposterous just writing this, but oh well. when do i not feel abnormal...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Green Hornet&lt;/span&gt; today and i liked it. i'm glad jay had a large part. (that was my flag-waving aZn moment) coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNmzegQUtFA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNmzegQUtFA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, usually no one is. granted jay could work on acting skills, but hey, it's not like english is his first language. anyway, that's beside the point. the point is i enjoyed it. and jay isn't the only reason. i like how they paid homage to mr. bruce lee too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNND, am i totally cheesy or should i be a tad disconcerted that i was the only person in the theater who thought seth rogen's character was beyond preposterous when he assumed shanghai was in japan?... though i wouldn't be totally surprised if other ppl in the theater made the same assumption seth did given the demographics of where i live... (that was my fake flag-waving "american education system" moment)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-808629540051298516?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/808629540051298516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=808629540051298516' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/808629540051298516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/808629540051298516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/01/azn.html' title='aZn'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1772041169753662327</id><published>2011-01-15T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T20:53:59.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The American Dream</title><content type='html'>do you remember when you were younger? what you were like? ... think you've changed much? well, i won't get into whether or not people fundamentally change. that's a topic for another day. but i ask if you remember what you like when you were younger, because i still remember what i was like. and i don't think i pictured future-me where i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back, i think i had the american dream instilled in me when i was still too young to remember. though i do remember asking an adult once how much a car cost and received the answer, "a lot". seeing how i was probably 6 and "a lot" to me was $100, that was my guess. oh little did i kno... and little did i kno that a house also cost "a lot". well, being the financially precocious child i was, i decided to just save all the birthday/holiday money i received and use it for this elusive car or house in the future. fast forward to the present and i'm not even sure i need a house! usually a family lives in a house and i don't have one. i think i skipped that lesson in "american dream 101". although i must've made up for it later, because i'm now aware of that. but that doesn't change the fact that i don't really need a house. so what's the deal with this american dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we (or more correctly, "i") save and save to reach this goal of "financial comfort," but what am i even saving money for? solomon makes a lot of sense to me right now; "everything is meaningless". when you're personally at the top -- or near the top -- of maslow's heirarchy, you have to assess what you really want. for example, right now i want platform pumps... jk. i meant life goal. so do i want the nuclear family in the suburbs with a lush lawn and black lab, i.e. the american dream. or do i just want to live the city life in a flat and remain single?  decisions, decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, did that make sense? sorry if it didn't, my thoughts are a bit scattered...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1772041169753662327?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1772041169753662327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1772041169753662327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1772041169753662327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1772041169753662327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/01/american-dream.html' title='The American Dream'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6172424833191244072</id><published>2011-01-02T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:26:39.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Boyce Avenue &amp; Kina Grannis</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4zCOHFrLVY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M4zCOHFrLVY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGqN9PpW5Ic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGqN9PpW5Ic?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6172424833191244072?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6172424833191244072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6172424833191244072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6172424833191244072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6172424833191244072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2011/01/boyce-avenue-kina-grannis.html' title='Boyce Avenue &amp; Kina Grannis'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8826471052152687181</id><published>2011-01-01T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:33:36.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>1/1/11</title><content type='html'>how is it that the warriors are winning against miami right now? ... 72-58. key words: right now.  it's only halftime. regardless of the results, "go warriors!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ovdO1QV2Jg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ovdO1QV2Jg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;thoughtfulness is always good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;uselessness is almost never good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;size is not an issue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;one of the best gifts i received in the last decade was sabrina: definitely thoughtful, highly useful, and anything but small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q32NcD3gcMM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q32NcD3gcMM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8826471052152687181?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1198860838590218160</id><published>2010-12-25T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:21:14.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Christmas Gifts 2010</title><content type='html'>there IS a God! kidding, i've known of His existence for a while. but today, a miracle occurred. my &lt;a href="http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa.html"&gt;christmas wish from 2009&lt;/a&gt; semi-came true. warrior win, 109-102! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i kno they still suck, but i am a woman of faith. one day they will be good again. one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got a very nice apron. ;) i think it's a sign -- i should start my quest to learn how to cook. who wants to be my lab rats...??? first experiment? ribs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1198860838590218160?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1198860838590218160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1198860838590218160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1198860838590218160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1198860838590218160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-gifts-2010.html' title='Christmas Gifts 2010'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5523746466355249423</id><published>2010-12-24T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T22:26:29.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas</title><content type='html'>as santa makes his way around the world right now, a million things swirl around my head. but just like santa's lightning speed sleigh -- which is going SO fast no one can see it -- the million things in my mind are swirling so fast it feels like there's absolutely nothing going on up there. does that make sense? maybe i have adhd and i just can't focus on any one of the given million things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas tradition: mafia at tahoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the older i get, the more i realize it IS better to give than receive. there's a certain amount of joy i obtain from shopping for others and wrapping presents. christmas morning becomes less about opening presents and more about watching other ppl open the presents you purchased. i dono...maybe it's my age. maybe it has to do with the fact i'm working and buying all the things i want for myself already. hah. but regardless, i think my supreme happiness in life is being able to make others supremely happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry, merry, merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas, Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carpenters, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas, Darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5523746466355249423?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5523746466355249423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5523746466355249423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5523746466355249423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5523746466355249423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3848385764084765089</id><published>2010-12-13T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:44:24.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Handle With Care</title><content type='html'>a few christmases ago my mom gave me the book &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The 5 Love Languages&lt;/span&gt;. i still haven't gotten around to reading the whole thing, but i decided to take the test in the back of the book anyway. now if you kno anything about the 5 love languages, you kno that they are just ways ppl receive and give love. so upon taking the test, i now kno how you can best love me! :)  thus, please handle accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy care label:&lt;br /&gt;(in order of importance)&lt;br /&gt;• give me hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;• say you love me, you kno that it could be nice...&lt;br /&gt;• give me presents&lt;br /&gt;• give me your time of day&lt;br /&gt;• do me a favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently hardware just might be more important to me than software... but all methods are accepted. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3848385764084765089?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3848385764084765089/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6683354071356679813</id><published>2010-12-09T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T21:53:53.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>The Birds And The Bees</title><content type='html'>i can't help but periodically think about my dad's attempt at talking to me about the birds and the bees. (can you imagine? ...) i was probably in college already and going through some phase -- swooning over some guy who wasn't worth my swooning. maybe some errant behavior spurred this short conversation, or maybe it was just a father's general concern. whatever the case, it led to some semblance of "the talk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you have to be careful with guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, i kno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, really. some guys will try to attract you with hardware. you kno what i'm saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what?? hardware??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea. hardware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy: ... (taking a minute) ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; DAD! don't worry! i won't fall for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh uhn. some guys don't use hardware. they use software. sometimes software is more dangerous than hardware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy: *roll eyes ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, dad&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dad is a nerd.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that's the closest my dad will ever come to talking to me about the birds and the bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;for all i kno, my dad was really talking about computers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o97U_6X0Bx8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o97U_6X0Bx8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6683354071356679813?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6683354071356679813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6683354071356679813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6683354071356679813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6683354071356679813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/12/birds-and-bees.html' title='The Birds And The Bees'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5399487645129205493</id><published>2010-12-06T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:10:30.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Get Some Curry</title><content type='html'>Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curry is looking SO good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Amy: ... ?)&lt;br /&gt;Judy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh you mean stephen curry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or like chicken curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stephen curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah NOT specific enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly. now you kno what's on our respective minds: basketball and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record, when i said curry is looking good, i meant his 3-pointers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also that time of year again. not when the world falls in love, but when you all should be voting for the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/allstar2011/asb/eng/ballot.html?cid=nba361"&gt;nba all-stars&lt;/a&gt;. everyday. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://foxx278.tripod.com/anya05.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5399487645129205493?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5399487645129205493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5399487645129205493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5399487645129205493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5399487645129205493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/12/quotable-get-some-curry.html' title='Quotable: Get Some Curry'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1514823658996026733</id><published>2010-11-30T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T21:53:01.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analyze that'/><title type='text'>Analyze That: Please Don't Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=23296683&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=23296683&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i love this song. but have you heard the lyrics??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby, please don't run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from my bed and start another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stay instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creepy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby, please don't go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i wake up tomorrow will you still be here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know if you feel the way i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you leave, i'm gonna find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i leave, you're gonna FIND ME?! ... restraining order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still love the song though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby pow pow is here; i'm officially an auntie!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1514823658996026733?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1514823658996026733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1514823658996026733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1514823658996026733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1514823658996026733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/analyze-that-please-dont-go.html' title='Analyze That: Please Don&apos;t Go'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-834915008775375694</id><published>2010-11-27T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:52:23.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Break!</title><content type='html'>TUESDAY: my attempt to go back home tuesday night to avoid traffic Failed. with a capital "f". ... i was traveling down 138 on my merry way home when we stop. so i'm thinking, "ok, they're probably doing roadwork." but NO. i get to the scene of the situation and find out there are dead bodies in my way! greeeat. of all places to have an accident and die, ppl, it just had to be in the middle of my road home! ... kidding. i hope those ppl are ok. ... but back to me. SO, i had to retrace my way back and take a different route, thus adding another 2 hours to my trip. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: massage! my mom called her masseuse and had her come over to give me a massage. awesome... and she did a mini palm reading to boot. apparently, my career will go smoothly, my love life will be successful, and my health is meh. i think that's the sign for me to start my diet. well, not that i think these are divine prophesies, but it's good motivation nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i found out a disturbing piece of information. this whole time i thought i was born at 8# 9 oz, and to my dismay, my mom tells me i was 9# 3 oz. ... sorry, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY: car show with dad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you plan on incurring a frontal crash to your swagger wagon, don't carry a passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9ceNUy0_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/HKaVvV483uM/s1600/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9ceNUy0_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/HKaVvV483uM/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543751340359078898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, if i ever become a soccer mom, i'll opt for an A3 or A5 wagon instead, thank you. it might not be as swaggtastic, but i'll take that risk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9eOcKBxRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vvpy6fVurpo/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9eOcKBxRI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vvpy6fVurpo/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543753268485801234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving math questions: 1) how many starving children can you feed thanksgiving dinner to with the cost of a rolls royce phantom? 2) how many maserati quattroportes can you buy me for christmas with the cost of a rolls royce phantom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9hEDuskVI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Y5mQFnECXK8/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9hEDuskVI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Y5mQFnECXK8/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543756388664906066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY: christmas shopping commences for the general public, so it's time for me to roll out my &lt;a href="http://amzn.com/w/1F5W2I1VM5JNW"&gt;wish list&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you're going to be that miserable, you might as well be in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;. nancy yang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-834915008775375694?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/834915008775375694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=834915008775375694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/834915008775375694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/834915008775375694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving Break!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TO9ceNUy0_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/HKaVvV483uM/s72-c/IMG_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5302692670983547642</id><published>2010-11-22T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:27:43.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Expanding My Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>i called in sick today, well, because i am. ... really. sore throat and dizzy spells. no bueno. (i think it's just coz i'm dehydrated though. stupid desert.) BUT, it was not a wholly unproductive day! i spent part of my time expanding my vocabulary with words like "&lt;a href="http://www.bumwine.com/nighttrain.html"&gt;night train&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=chillin%20in%20da%20cut&amp;amp;defid=433318"&gt;chillin in da cut&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. "i be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chillin in da cut&lt;/span&gt; and throwin back them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;night trains&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine me actually saying that? ... mmm, yeaaaaa, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i feel like an idiot. i gashed my pinky finger and i've been sitting at my comp for the past 30 mins with my right hand raised above my head. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5302692670983547642?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5302692670983547642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5302692670983547642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5302692670983547642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5302692670983547642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/expanding-my-vocabulary.html' title='Expanding My Vocabulary'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4122121899976000262</id><published>2010-11-20T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:53:22.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Revelations</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i was reminded of two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;people in socal do not kno how to drive in the rain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;money can't buy me (california) love. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it odd that my neighbors downstairs have their windows taped up with black butcher paper and i have never seen them out except at night? ... and the white cadillac with tinted windows is not improving the image i am conjuring up in my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4122121899976000262?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4122121899976000262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4122121899976000262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4122121899976000262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4122121899976000262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/revelations.html' title='Revelations'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1285871892112071203</id><published>2010-11-13T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:07:51.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>MVPuppets</title><content type='html'>i kno this isn't recent, but it never fails to make me smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see the real kobe more like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3Iuga86RW4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3Iuga86RW4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebron, lebron! you got over 20 triple doubles, can i HA' one!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3zzhSIHrww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3zzhSIHrww?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inhaler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1285871892112071203?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1285871892112071203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1285871892112071203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1285871892112071203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1285871892112071203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/mvpuppets.html' title='MVPuppets'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6015162790374148198</id><published>2010-11-11T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:43:29.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream Of Consciousness</title><content type='html'>i think i think too much. that's probably not good for my brain. ... i wonder if sitting in bed and typing is bad for my posture. eh. i'm tired. i want to use my new wallet. but then i have to transfer stuff from my old wallet to my new wallet. too lazy. maybe this weekend. what should i do this weekend? shopping. hm, i need to check my bank account. maybe i should buy some candles from bath &amp;amp; body works. i like candles. i love christmas. maybe i should get some more ornaments for my mini christmas tree. i wonder if anyone will read this. i mean, who's really gonna care, right? they'll probably see the title and ignore it. eh. whatever. why is it so cold? ugh. i should get a space heater. it'd be awesome if i could just light a bunch of candles for warmth, but that's probably not the safest thing if i'm going to bed. ... and why must the warriors suck? no bueno. and i swear, jeremy lin is just on the team for publicity and marketing. it is obviously working if my mom knos who he is. i dono. the warriors have been good at raising up young players in the past, maybe they can do that with lin. ... but that was musselman, this is smart. hm. i want a warriors jersey. i want a lot of things. my brain needs to stop thinking. i love flannel sheets. can't wait til the week is over. thank God it's friday tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Consciousness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1318574142887985117</id><published>2010-11-07T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:10:14.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Eleven/Seven</title><content type='html'>i love nba and mlb commercials. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrLpOFXLmdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrLpOFXLmdE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom thinks i sound like katy perry.  o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1318574142887985117?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1318574142887985117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1318574142887985117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1318574142887985117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1318574142887985117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/11/elevenseven.html' title='Eleven/Seven'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8266598679879461831</id><published>2010-10-28T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:36:52.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Quotable: A-D-O-R-E</title><content type='html'>i told my dad he's getting soft coz he's spending too much time with my mom. his response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i adore mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i adore mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did you just say you "ADORE" mom? like... a-d-o-r-e? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wait...how do you spell that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a-d-o-r-e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT?! oh my gosh, i can't believe you just said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOTHING... i just...i &lt;/span&gt; *speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my parents are so cute it makes me sick. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me while i go barf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8266598679879461831?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8266598679879461831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8266598679879461831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8266598679879461831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8266598679879461831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/10/quotable-d-o-r-e.html' title='Quotable: A-D-O-R-E'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6185758598462851208</id><published>2010-10-18T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:02:14.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Best Friend Fail</title><content type='html'>Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i got headphones for my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were there on my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this was a belated birthday present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you KNOW when my birthday is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this conversation is getting uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, my birthday was over 3 months ago. i don't kno how or why jon and i are friends. it's very bizarre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6185758598462851208?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6185758598462851208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6185758598462851208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6185758598462851208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6185758598462851208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/10/quotable-best-friend-fail.html' title='Quotable: Best Friend Fail'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-650213885756876322</id><published>2010-10-13T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:44:04.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Fairy Godmother</title><content type='html'>Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to run 13 miles...i might not survive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godmother: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeeeaaaaaah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godmother: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't get married before you're 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yea, i don't foresee THAT happening regardless of your advice, mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godmother: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your husband needs to be nice to you, because if he's not, i'm going to come after him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;y'all hear?? my godmother's got my BACK! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godmother: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're a gem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beam.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-650213885756876322?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2510543270806438749</id><published>2010-10-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:39:13.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love: An Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn't all you thought it was. A beautiful girl walked into your life. You fell in love. Or did you? Maybe it was only a childish infatuation, or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Northern Exposure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ppl ask me if i've ever been in love, i usually pause, think for a moment, and answer "yes". but once i stop to really think about it...i'm not quite as sure. i definitely have deeply cared about ppl and there were even some ppl with whom i really wanted things to work. like, really. but did i love them? i don't kno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in undergrad, i came to the conclusion that love is wanting the best for someone despite what they want or what you want. sure, how the person you love feels about "the best" is a factor, but ultimately, there's an element of selflessness. and objectivity. so if i've deeply cared about the well-being of these individuals in my life, does that make it love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i occasionally struggle with the... postulate (?) that love is a choice. if love is wanting the best for someone, then it also suggests love is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choosing&lt;/span&gt; the best for someone. however, the romantic in me doesn't want to leave it at that. sure, with this definition, i can apply it to friends, family and pets, but it doesn't seem adequate enough for romance. or is romance dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom, romance is dead. It was acquired in a hostile takeover by Hallmark and Disney, homogenized, and sold off piece by piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Simpson, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; basing my definition of romance on hallmark cards and disney movies. (but you have to admit, some of those hallmark cards are pretty clever...) perhaps i'm missing something here. maybe love and my perception of romance aren't as related as the little girl in me would like to believe. hm. epiphany. i think a little part of me just died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that definition, i guess i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; truly loved people in my life both with romantic sentiments and without. the type of love i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; doled out though is a lifelong commitment -- signed and stamped, body and soul. if or when that day comes, i hope there's an element of romance that comes with it, whether it's of the hallmark, disney or unconventional variety. but so far, no love of mine has warranted that level of commitment&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; one day in the distant future. maybe. ... *shrug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2510543270806438749?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2510543270806438749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2510543270806438749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2510543270806438749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2510543270806438749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-essay.html' title='Love: An Essay'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2674177824491323300</id><published>2010-10-09T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T16:58:07.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>PONY!</title><content type='html'>it'd be slightly juvenile of me to ask santa for a pony this christmas, huh? but i want one. well...not really. i want a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went horseback riding today and oh my. horses are beautiful. and big. they're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TLD_8HyASxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hlrORxr6GV4/s1600/Muneca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TLD_8HyASxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hlrORxr6GV4/s320/Muneca.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526198151129615122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i smell like horse... no bueno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2674177824491323300?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2674177824491323300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2674177824491323300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2674177824491323300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2674177824491323300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/10/pony.html' title='PONY!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TLD_8HyASxI/AAAAAAAAAjw/hlrORxr6GV4/s72-c/Muneca.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3163521813910732559</id><published>2010-10-03T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T14:36:21.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>Top 10: Songs 2.0</title><content type='html'>it's been nearly 2 years since &lt;a href="http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-10-songs-10.html"&gt;Top 10: Songs 1.0&lt;/a&gt;, so i figured it's time for an update. in no particular order, these songs have stood the test of time...to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="397" height="313"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/widget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22737854&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;bbg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;bfg=D6D6D6&amp;amp;bt=7A7A7A&amp;amp;bth=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pbg=7A7A7A&amp;amp;pbgh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;pfg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pfgh=7A7A7A&amp;amp;si=7A7A7A&amp;amp;lbg=7A7A7A&amp;amp;lbgh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;lfg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;lfgh=7A7A7A&amp;amp;sb=7A7A7A&amp;amp;sbh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/widget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22737854&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;bbg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;bfg=D6D6D6&amp;amp;bt=7A7A7A&amp;amp;bth=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pbg=7A7A7A&amp;amp;pbgh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;pfg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;pfgh=7A7A7A&amp;amp;si=7A7A7A&amp;amp;lbg=7A7A7A&amp;amp;lbgh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;lfg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;lfgh=7A7A7A&amp;amp;sb=7A7A7A&amp;amp;sbh=D6D6D6&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="397" height="313"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can love me with your hands, you can love me with your eyes, you can love me with your voice...and your lies&lt;/span&gt; / prettier than the NE version / love this video / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oOOooh ooOOoh&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my friend says i look better without you&lt;/span&gt; / :) / :( / jo stafford or jason wade...jo stafford, jason wade...jason wade / anthem / beautiful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3163521813910732559?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3163521813910732559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3163521813910732559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3163521813910732559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3163521813910732559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-10-songs-20.html' title='Top 10: Songs 2.0'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8588292304130656800</id><published>2010-09-30T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:08:15.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>SOTD: Looking In</title><content type='html'>i am what i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKV4mH_DbWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vptxc5iAL7Y/s1600/amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKV4mH_DbWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vptxc5iAL7Y/s400/amy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522953114413657442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22709840&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22709840&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8588292304130656800?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8588292304130656800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8588292304130656800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8588292304130656800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8588292304130656800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/sotd-looking-in.html' title='SOTD: Looking In'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKV4mH_DbWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vptxc5iAL7Y/s72-c/amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5924776670110704734</id><published>2010-09-27T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:27:22.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>it's the little things that make the best memories of a person: it's salsa dancing with alan the night before my ACT exam in hs. it's getting a rose from nancy on valentine's day at D'n'B. it's laying my head on judy's lap as i bawl my eyes out over a guy while we're at a "club". ...  little things count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i thought about elson for some reason. it's amazing what vivid memories i can recall about him despite only having been friends with him for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i remember one of the first times i met elson, he took a three wise men shot at Bing Crosby's and was pretty much out of it for the rest of the night. haha. (9/15/2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we were both beginners at snowboarding winter 2007-2008 and talked about going on bunny slopes together at tahoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;summer 2007, i attempted to hike mt. diablo twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;FAIL: i fell downhill on my way TO the trail head and had to abort the hike. judy and rachel were laughing at me WHILE they were helping me bandage my wounds. true friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUCCESS: i was petrified, given attempt no. 1, but elson was there to help me when the decline got too steep during the hike. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;keeping his humor, even in the hospital...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;the day elson died, i was a bridesmaid at my friend's wedding. the juxtaposition made his death that much more...surreal? on one hand, you have a couple the same age as elson embarking on this new stage of life called "marriage" and on the other, you have elson who wouldn't have any more stages of life, period. i couldn't help but wonder if elson wanted to get married or have kids, and i got sad for him, because i knew he would never have either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i must've been bipolar that day.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this coming week will mark vicky and jeff's 6 months :)  as well as our first 6 months without elson. :(  RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKFRAkGxagI/AAAAAAAAAjg/loDJIm1QRt8/s1600/Elson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKFRAkGxagI/AAAAAAAAAjg/loDJIm1QRt8/s400/Elson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521783688266869250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5924776670110704734?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5924776670110704734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5924776670110704734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5924776670110704734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5924776670110704734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TKFRAkGxagI/AAAAAAAAAjg/loDJIm1QRt8/s72-c/Elson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7676071832783814041</id><published>2010-09-25T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:16:44.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erick Segal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bible&lt;/span&gt;, I Corinthians 13: 4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How on Earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you are going to truly love, love like you've never been hurt before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Billy Nettles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The best proof of love is trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is holding your boyfriend while he goes to the bathroom because he pinched his sciatic nerve and can't sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is enjoying the sound of your wife's laughter -- even if you're the only one -- because it means she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is risking your career in the NFL by taking a bullet, or three, for your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, love is not flying halfway around the world to visit a prostitute with a "heart of gold", but is potentially in league with gang members. that's called stupidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7676071832783814041?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7676071832783814041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7676071832783814041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7676071832783814041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7676071832783814041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/quotable-love-is.html' title='Quotable: Love Is...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-938615551204235259</id><published>2010-09-21T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:49:58.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>The Green Hornet</title><content type='html'>when i first heard about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Green Hornet&lt;/span&gt;, a part of me wanted to believe it was some type of hoax. i mean, seth rogen and jay chou? hm. it could be like...bacon and pineapple -- weird, but awesome. OR it could be like... j. lo and ben affleck -- weird, and still not exactly awesome. thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAaAKBvFxpM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAaAKBvFxpM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i hear jay is gonna be in the bay around new year. lemme kno if you want to go. i might be able to get ahold of some tickets for you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably my favorite jay chou song... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKc1ngYo5Q0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vKc1ngYo5Q0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-938615551204235259?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/938615551204235259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=938615551204235259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/938615551204235259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/938615551204235259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/green-hornet.html' title='The Green Hornet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1380949191733662726</id><published>2010-09-17T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T23:22:56.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Besame Mucho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 1:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me a kiss to build a dream on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Kiss to Build a Dream On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;To me, there is no greater act of courage than being the one who kisses first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janeane Garofalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As for kissing on the first date, you should never date someone whom you would not wish to kiss immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrison Keillor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not know how to kiss, or I would kiss you. Where do the noses go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid Bergman&lt;br /&gt;(haha. i've wondered that too, ingrid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="indquote_link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The decision to kiss for the first time is  the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two  people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this  kiss already has within it that surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emil Ludwig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be your last first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anberlin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inevitable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22560538&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22560538&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1380949191733662726?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1380949191733662726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1380949191733662726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1380949191733662726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1380949191733662726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/quotable-besame-mucho.html' title='Quotable: Besame Mucho'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1518369196206018530</id><published>2010-09-16T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:28:50.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Life's Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_gdCjQw6Lb8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_gdCjQw6Lb8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you gay rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm really good at doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdtnnLI1di0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FdtnnLI1di0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one i'm waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22547781&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22547781&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be my one and only love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22547803&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22547803&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom to child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come here, fatfat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my parents' anniversary today. 38 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom's email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After lunch, we went to Half Moon Bay and S.F. ... When Dad drove, we talked. We are so happy we have a daughter.&lt;/span&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/7561250639995074592-1518369196206018530?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1518369196206018530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1518369196206018530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1518369196206018530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1518369196206018530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/lifes-randomness.html' title='Life&apos;s Randomness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7728065119031102831</id><published>2010-09-09T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:31:32.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Love Is A Four Letter Word</title><content type='html'>sometimes...you just need a personal day. life can be overwhelming. amen? i mean, it's taxing physically, emotionally, mentally... sometimes you just need to sllooooww it down. so, yesterday, i took a personal day. it's amazing how much i can sleep if you let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called my supervisor at 7:30 am yesterday saying i was sick -- which is true. i had a sore throat and sniffles. anyway, didn't think much of it and went back to sleep. what i did NOT kno was that i need to talk to a live PERSON when i call in sick. ... (there's a first for everything) i also did not kno that i have about 5 moms at work. apparently my supervisor didn't check her messages so my 5 moms all thought i got abducted while running. they were on their way to my house before said supervisor decided to check her phone. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life can be overwhelming, but things are a little less overwhelming when you kno  you're loved. things are just that much easier when you kno you'll be missed if you're gone. and life is just that much more sunny when you kno you have ppl to walk with. figuratively. and literally.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camilla: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i like you, amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*warm fuzzies&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7728065119031102831?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7728065119031102831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7728065119031102831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7728065119031102831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7728065119031102831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-is-four-letter-word.html' title='Love Is A Four Letter Word'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-7261789430965670063</id><published>2010-09-07T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:59:16.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>SOTD: Gravity</title><content type='html'>repost from &lt;a href="http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2008/08/love.html"&gt;august 17, 2008&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/e3SfAv_d6tU/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3SfAv_d6tU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3SfAv_d6tU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never get tired of this song. never...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-7261789430965670063?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/7261789430965670063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=7261789430965670063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7261789430965670063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/7261789430965670063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/09/sotd-gravity.html' title='SOTD: Gravity'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-952649043136735489</id><published>2010-08-29T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:28:58.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>family reunion: my parents, my godparents and me in napa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arriving at first winery...&lt;br /&gt;mom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah! look! there are grapes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: ...&lt;br /&gt;godfather: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godmother showing me her firearms id card...&lt;br /&gt;godmom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can own a gun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow, is that a license for shooting guns too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you need a license for chewing gum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godmother asking about a wine tour...&lt;br /&gt;godmom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is there a senior discount?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godfather: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godmom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is there a AAA discount?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godfather:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/THyB99Y5BaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yJFu0XzoOaA/s1600/DSCN1498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/THyB99Y5BaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yJFu0XzoOaA/s320/DSCN1498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511422945445610914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-952649043136735489?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/952649043136735489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=952649043136735489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/952649043136735489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/952649043136735489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/THyB99Y5BaI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yJFu0XzoOaA/s72-c/DSCN1498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2385199574368007224</id><published>2010-08-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:14:33.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Work</title><content type='html'>i think coworkers make your job. even if you have a repetitive occupation, coworkers can make it fun...and/or interesting. for example, i'll play "name that tune" with one of them and confide in another about my love life -- which is nonexistent. they make "work" feel less like work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some quotes from the office:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coworker A: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if your penis is going inside me, you're going to live with me. that's the rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on women who don't live with their baby daddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coworker B: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm so over myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how do i get rid of my floatie*? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[suck in and] don't breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*floatie: n. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ring of fat encircling the lower abdomen and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2385199574368007224?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2385199574368007224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2385199574368007224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2385199574368007224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2385199574368007224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/quotable-work.html' title='Quotable: Work'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3994194808262226318</id><published>2010-08-25T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T20:20:06.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Book Of The Month</title><content type='html'>kate spade has a new line out. it includes clutches that look like books. (see exhibit a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhibit a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.katespade.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4339739&amp;amp;cp=1863844.3380184"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.sandrascloset.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/pKSLCI1-7956583enh-z6-271x400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the back it reads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved her simply because I found her irresistible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Dickens, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22300731&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22300731&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3994194808262226318?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3994194808262226318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3994194808262226318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3994194808262226318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3994194808262226318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/book-of-month.html' title='Book Of The Month'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6085030730847547107</id><published>2010-08-20T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:59:27.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Inherent Flaw</title><content type='html'>i was listening to morning radio a while back and the discussion topic of the day was, "can guys and girls just be friends?" it was interesting to hear both sides of the debate... later on i decided to ask a male friend what his opinion was. now herein lies an error: you CAN'T ask the opposite gender this question, because they HAVE to answer "yes, guys and girls CAN just be friends," whether they think so or not, or else they're admitting to having more than platonic feelings towards you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, i do think it's possible. granted there are caveats, but it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAEs6lOkb-Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kAEs6lOkb-Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="260" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life counts -- all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6085030730847547107?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6085030730847547107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6085030730847547107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6085030730847547107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6085030730847547107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/inherent-flaw.html' title='Inherent Flaw'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1302692512558281637</id><published>2010-08-11T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:17:53.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Season</title><content type='html'>oh, football. how many inspiring movies have come across the cinemas in recent decades with a football theme? &lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Blind Side. Remember the Titans. Friday Night Lights.&lt;/font&gt; so on. so forth. but what amuses me more is peewee football -- Pop Warner to be exact. some of these kids are SO cute and SO amusing. take for example this little guy... you can tell this whole thing wasn't his idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a27c196e53e4960" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a27c196e53e4960%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330060372%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D99A5E5415701630B988A6BAC0A9E6CA7BEF7000.1181C08792E522B27695DE323B720D37035F7BDD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da27c196e53e4960%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoeOxXFoJp9JnOd7fM1-AMIu2w2U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a27c196e53e4960%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330060372%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D99A5E5415701630B988A6BAC0A9E6CA7BEF7000.1181C08792E522B27695DE323B720D37035F7BDD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da27c196e53e4960%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoeOxXFoJp9JnOd7fM1-AMIu2w2U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so distracted. and you gotta love the hair. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1302692512558281637?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1302692512558281637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1302692512558281637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1302692512558281637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1302692512558281637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/training-season.html' title='Training Season'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8946329019245896606</id><published>2010-08-10T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:39:16.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>A WHAT Festival??</title><content type='html'>i've been trying to be good about "running" lately since i have a 1/2 marathon to do later this year. and i have to admit, sometimes the runs can be interesting.  for example, today i was running by a bar and saw a flyer for a "testicle festival". ... really? testicle festival? ... do i EVEN wanna kno...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/J7eyRImZM2k/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7eyRImZM2k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J7eyRImZM2k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8946329019245896606?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8946329019245896606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8946329019245896606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8946329019245896606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8946329019245896606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-festival.html' title='A WHAT Festival??'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4044598199291834935</id><published>2010-08-03T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:42:59.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Sword Fight</title><content type='html'>jon just bought a lightsaber on amazon. only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am disappointed you didn't buy two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how are we supposed to battle??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i kno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have my sword dancing sword!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;um no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what!? why!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because my lightsaber would probably break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of swords, i always thought having a sword fight at a wedding would be cool (i actually got this idea from jon). "how?" you ask. well, you kno that part when the officiator says something like, "if anyone objects to the marriage of this couple..."  blah blah blah? during that time some mutual friend of the bride and groom would stand up, wield his lightsaber and say, "i object!" the groom would then pull out HIS lightsaber to fight for his bride and they would battle down the aisle. ... *sigh. c'est l'amour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4044598199291834935?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4044598199291834935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4044598199291834935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4044598199291834935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4044598199291834935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/08/sword-fight.html' title='Sword Fight'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8978516089219330913</id><published>2010-07-31T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:08:02.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Summer Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22030297&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=22030297&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...summer. for those of us in socal, it has arrived. actually, it's been here for a while now, but you wouldn't be able to tell from looking at me -- at least not this morning coz i'm naturally pasty. anyway, i had some time to kill today and decided to spend it basking in the sun and get my tan on. well, bask i did. tan...i did not. i accidentally fell asleep on my stomach next to the pool, so instead of turning golden brown, my back is now an interesting shade of pink with a pasty line through it. *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inception&lt;/span&gt; today!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8978516089219330913?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8978516089219330913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8978516089219330913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8978516089219330913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8978516089219330913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-sun.html' title='Summer Sun'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8040804929395114227</id><published>2010-07-25T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:55:18.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie quote'/><title type='text'>Bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my parents always told me to try and help people. i figured the best way to do that was to become superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam and Janet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.44 CARATS??? ... you can't even see the band on this thing the diamond's so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TEz_7jzTmoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YcEuTng6RKI/s1600/6Mring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TEz_7jzTmoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YcEuTng6RKI/s320/6Mring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498050643800332930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. you can purchase this for yours truly at tiffany &amp;amp; co. for the mere sum of $6 million. other items can also be found and purchased at &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/"&gt;http://www.tiffany.com&lt;/a&gt;. please inquire about where items may be delivered by leaving a comment. merci beaucoup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8040804929395114227?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8040804929395114227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8040804929395114227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8040804929395114227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8040804929395114227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-parents-always-told-me-to-try-and.html' title='Bling'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/TEz_7jzTmoI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YcEuTng6RKI/s72-c/6Mring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4304090333006141115</id><published>2010-07-22T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:50:22.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>can i just say that i bet vegas is SO much more fun when you're NOT sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely irrelevant note: my new food fetish is sliced cucumbers with hummus. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the media's getting really good at lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and this time around, well i'm not buying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and this life is a beautiful one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and though i seen it coming undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; well i know most definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it always works out the way it's meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love, Love, Love&lt;/span&gt;, Tristan Prettyman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4304090333006141115?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4304090333006141115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4304090333006141115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4304090333006141115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4304090333006141115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/07/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4639605217434326624</id><published>2010-07-14T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:41:01.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ring Ring!</title><content type='html'>Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what would you do if a guy proposed to you with a ring pop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my coworker makes her kids wear helmets when they're playing outside even if they're not riding a bike/scooter/anything on wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4639605217434326624?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4639605217434326624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4639605217434326624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4639605217434326624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4639605217434326624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/07/ring-ring.html' title='Ring Ring!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-840125821796042715</id><published>2010-07-05T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:13:19.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overboard!</title><content type='html'>omg. you can only exploit a movie for financial gain SO much, and whoever invented these have crossed the line by a mile. capitalism should not be a license to create STUPID things! ... sadly, however, i'm sure some teen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; fanatic is wearing these as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41GjC9cLj5L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41GjC9cLj5L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-840125821796042715?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/840125821796042715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=840125821796042715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/840125821796042715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/840125821796042715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/07/overboard.html' title='Overboard!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-5361180810936951419</id><published>2010-06-27T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:11:04.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>SOTD: Glitter In The Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=21657151&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=21657151&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;redeeming a time that is not yet yours becomes the time you waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;author unknown&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-5361180810936951419?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/5361180810936951419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=5361180810936951419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5361180810936951419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/5361180810936951419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/06/sotd-glitter-in-air.html' title='SOTD: Glitter In The Air'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-318016829527212541</id><published>2010-06-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T19:36:12.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Squatty Potties</title><content type='html'>this is in response to leslie (and her job).  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to travel every now and then -- you kno, to get away and appreciate new places, experience new things, etc. but there are some things you just don't need to experience. among those things are plane crashes, falling off half dome, being hunted by some native cannibal tribe of a foreign country and becoming their dinner... and while i've thought of these things, obviously, there are other things that are more likely to occur. for example, i am picky about bathrooms...particularly squatty potties. they are so not okay and not only are they an inconvenience, but they are also objects to be feared. however, there is something worse than squatty potties. yes, ladies and gentlemen, NO squatty potties is even worse. like...if you're stuck in traffic and you can't get to an exit fast enough but you really have to go pee and you're down to your last resort, which is peeing on the side of the freeway... yea, at that point, a squatty potty sounds pretty good. but of course this is all hypothetical. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squatty potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://benross.net/images/blog%20images/08-01-30_chinese_toilet/08-01-30_chinese_toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 258px;" src="http://benross.net/images/blog%20images/08-01-30_chinese_toilet/08-01-30_chinese_toilet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-318016829527212541?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/318016829527212541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=318016829527212541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/318016829527212541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/318016829527212541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/06/squatty-potties.html' title='Squatty Potties'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6786947840414672895</id><published>2010-06-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:00:47.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie quote'/><title type='text'>Delivery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that other girl – or other women, whatever – i mean, i was thinking that they’re just fantasies. you know? and they always seem really great, because there’s never any problems. and if there are, they’re cute problems like, you know, we bought each other the same christmas present... do you understand? i’m tired of the fantasy because it doesn’t really exist. and there are never really any surprises, and it never really…delivers. i’m tired of everything else, for that matter. but i don’t ever seem to get tired of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rob gordon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High Fidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwwwwwww. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/1uOdkWPWaK8/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="350" height="215"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uOdkWPWaK8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uOdkWPWaK8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-6786947840414672895?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6786947840414672895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6786947840414672895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6786947840414672895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6786947840414672895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/06/delivery.html' title='Delivery'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2273959502890378678</id><published>2010-06-06T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:49:07.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><title type='text'>Coach Wooden</title><content type='html'>i don't revere and sing the praises of many people who are famous, but &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-31751_162-20006896-10391697.html"&gt;john  wooden&lt;/a&gt; is definitely one individual who deserves both. RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dnaindia.com/img/1392231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 472px;" src="http://www.dnaindia.com/img/1392231.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Material possessions, winning scores, and great reputations are  meaningless in the eyes of the Lord, because He knows what we really are  and that is all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john wooden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why is israel called the holy land? it's ugly! to be honest, it looks like lancaster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr. john goestch, lancaster baptist church&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2273959502890378678?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2273959502890378678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2273959502890378678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2273959502890378678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2273959502890378678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/06/coach-wooden.html' title='Coach Wooden'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4889992223213180081</id><published>2010-06-05T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:19:00.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sun and Starbucks</title><content type='html'>summer is quickly approaching and along with the usual female concerns about being seen in a bathing suit, i also have to worry about not blinding everyone by being deathly pale. so today i stationed myself outside of starbucks to ameliorate my condition. it was me, a grande coffee light frappauccino, a mystery novel and...the sun. well, after about an hour, i am pleased to say i am not QUITE as pale now. i'm just...alarmingly pink. ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4889992223213180081?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4889992223213180081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4889992223213180081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4889992223213180081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4889992223213180081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/06/sun-and-starbucks.html' title='Sun and Starbucks'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4508530333790954896</id><published>2010-05-23T10:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:55:36.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV quote'/><title type='text'>Firefly</title><content type='html'>i started (and finished) watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firefly&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. it was kinda hard to get into, but good once you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shepherd Book: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you take sexual advantage of her, you're        going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they  reserve for        child molesters and people who talk at the theater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like how they try using chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://taholtorf.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/firefly_mmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://taholtorf.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/firefly_mmo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4508530333790954896?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4508530333790954896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4508530333790954896' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4508530333790954896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4508530333790954896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/05/firefly.html' title='Firefly'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-132595156445996665</id><published>2010-05-17T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:51:37.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Adventures on I-5: 1.0</title><content type='html'>driving on i-5 is boring yet...eventful. on the way up, i swear i drove through a visible cloud of methane emitted from the cow farm on the side of the road. and driving back down, i saw a whole string of corvettes. i prefer corvettes over cows. ... just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-132595156445996665?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/132595156445996665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=132595156445996665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/132595156445996665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/132595156445996665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/05/adventures-on-i-5-10.html' title='Adventures on I-5: 1.0'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8654651474498533994</id><published>2010-05-07T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:57:10.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>Every New Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comes from some other beginning's end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=21079077&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=21079077&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" width="250" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a pink cadillac and a purple impala today. this place is strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could travel the world&lt;br /&gt;but nothing comes close to the golden coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;California Gurls&lt;/span&gt;, Katy Perry ft. Snoop Dogg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8654651474498533994?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8654651474498533994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8654651474498533994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8654651474498533994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8654651474498533994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/05/every-new-beginning.html' title='Every New Beginning...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4094583872187137870</id><published>2010-04-30T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:00:53.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOTD'/><title type='text'>SOTD: If I Ever Feel Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="323"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJp3kVelU3c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJp3kVelU3c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="323"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say an end can be a start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels like I've been buried yet I'm  still alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like a bad day that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the chaos  around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A thing I don't try to deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd better learn to accept  that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are things in my life that I can't control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If  I ever feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remind me to spend some good time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You  can give me your number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it's all over I'll let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I Ever Feel Better&lt;/span&gt;, Pheonix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, norcal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4094583872187137870?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4094583872187137870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4094583872187137870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4094583872187137870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4094583872187137870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/04/sotd-if-i-ever-feel-better.html' title='SOTD: If I Ever Feel Better'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2105288824067499289</id><published>2010-04-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:50:26.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: Loans</title><content type='html'>me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to pay you back for graduate school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, you don't need to pay me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... yes, i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i rather you go get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hm, which is a greater feat...?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2105288824067499289?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2105288824067499289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2105288824067499289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2105288824067499289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2105288824067499289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/04/quotable-loans.html' title='Quotable: Loans'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3876087469155321414</id><published>2010-04-15T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:18:40.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>More Movies</title><content type='html'>i watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/span&gt; today, and I couldn't help but think, "if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Titanic &lt;/span&gt;was real, this is what jack and rose would've been like in 20 years -- bickering, resentful and wondering what happened to the good ol' days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had to marry an actor, i'd choose a comedian. has anyone noticed that they seem to have the most stable marriages? they keep their private lives private (for the most part). e.g. steve carrell, paul rudd, ben stiller, will ferrell -- just to name a few -- as opposed to other actors. e.g. brad pitt, jude law, tom cruise, ethan hawke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BfWKmgFXVi0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BfWKmgFXVi0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3876087469155321414?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3876087469155321414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3876087469155321414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3876087469155321414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3876087469155321414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-movies.html' title='More Movies'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-4547697392120841279</id><published>2010-04-08T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:55:55.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>Johnny</title><content type='html'>i recently watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweeney Todd&lt;/span&gt; -- a viewing that is long overdue. and to my pleasant surprise, i found that not only is johnny depp an excellent actor, but he SINGS! now if you kno me, you kno that i'm a johnny depp fan...but moreover, i'm a fan of any guy who sings. so this just makes me love mr. depp more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mYpFmcsdeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mYpFmcsdeM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZBjzXEEk1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZBjzXEEk1Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the opposite end of the movie genres realm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/span&gt;.  i finally got around to watching it and yes...nancy was right -- it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; kinda like my life. but i raise my eyebrows at any woman who doesn't remotely relate to one of the female characters depicted in this movie. what concerns me though is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, what, now I'm just supposed to turn from every guy who doesn't like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh, YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's not gonna be anybody left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started laughing, but then realized how close it hit home. now i'm just concerned. ... hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we're on the topic of movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top 10: actors/actresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;kate winslet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;johnny depp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;edward norton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leonardo dicaprio&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sandra bullock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;renee zellweger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;audrey hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;john cusack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jason dohring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;natalie portman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-4547697392120841279?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/4547697392120841279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=4547697392120841279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4547697392120841279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/4547697392120841279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/04/johnny.html' title='Johnny'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-8577560094341159494</id><published>2010-03-28T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:32:20.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV quote'/><title type='text'>Ronnie Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jay Giles was right -- love stinks. You can dress it up with sequins and shoulder pads, but one way or another, you're just gonna end up alone at the spring dance strapped into uncomfortable underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Veronica Mars, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Veronica Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does dressing love up in sequins and shoulder pads make it better or worse? ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;new songs up. all from VM.  :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-8577560094341159494?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/8577560094341159494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=8577560094341159494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8577560094341159494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/8577560094341159494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/ronnie-mars.html' title='Ronnie Mars'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-6982483254999910885</id><published>2010-03-22T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:40:28.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand By Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=20545084&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=20545084&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7561250639995074592-6982483254999910885?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/6982483254999910885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=6982483254999910885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6982483254999910885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/6982483254999910885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/stand-by-me.html' title='Stand By Me'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3878087410635997733</id><published>2010-03-17T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T14:27:19.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Pain: 90%</title><content type='html'>i tried out P90X today. but i didn't really have a choice. vicky's wedding is in THREE weeks and my bridesmaid dress still refuses to magically suit my needs. thus, plan b is for me to suit ITS needs. solution? P90X.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, "i'm SO glad no one was home." coz "wacky jacks"? really? my response was "what the hell?" literally. even if i thought i was nearly out of breath, i still had enough to express to mr. P90X that i thought it was slightly ridiculous. ... but i'm not gonna lie, they kinda work. and warning to the wise: if you have limited coordination (like me), don't use a high, wide backed chair to do those leg swings or whatever they are. it's painful when you don't clear it. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every time you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It takes me quite a while to recover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Any Little Town&lt;/span&gt;, The Push Stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3878087410635997733?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3878087410635997733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3878087410635997733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3878087410635997733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3878087410635997733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/pain-90.html' title='Pain: 90%'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1303958774013828177</id><published>2010-03-16T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:33:33.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Je Veux Les Bonbons!!!</title><content type='html'>a very important lesson can be learned here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fitxofd7kOA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fitxofd7kOA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1303958774013828177?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1303958774013828177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1303958774013828177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1303958774013828177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1303958774013828177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/je-veux-les-bonbons.html' title='Je Veux Les Bonbons!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-2452518968346356141</id><published>2010-03-14T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:32:00.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotable: It's My Life</title><content type='html'>me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i kinda want to watch &lt;/span&gt;He's Just Not That Into You.&lt;br /&gt;Nancy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you don't have to watch it; you're living it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greeeaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grant my last request&lt;br /&gt;and just let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;don't shrug your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;sure, i can accept that we're going nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;but one last time let's go there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Request&lt;/span&gt;, Paolo Nutini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-2452518968346356141?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/2452518968346356141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=2452518968346356141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2452518968346356141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/2452518968346356141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/quotable-its-my-life.html' title='Quotable: It&apos;s My Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3489125203734256976</id><published>2010-03-03T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:34:43.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Married Life</title><content type='html'>marriage is a long way off for me, but it's interesting to see what happens on the other side. there are a lot of things to consider, things i never consciously thought about. for example, what is "the MOST unattractive thing about men?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beats me. all my guesses were related to bathroom habits. but according to some married women, it's nose hair. ... nose hair? can't say i've really thought about a guy's nose hair before in relation to marital bliss. but i have thought about other things. during the winter months of late, i've thought about how nice it would be to have a guy in bed with me, because (wait for it...) my feet get cold! -- i swear, falling asleep with cold feet makes me get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, this presents a problem. initially, the thought of marrying a doctor was appealing, because i'm relatively independent. i need my ME time and a doctor would've been perfect, coz doctors are busy. (yay! more ME time!) but then i thought, "who's going to keep my feet warm at night?" :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ammendment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried socks and i've tried wrapping the comforter around my feet. i think i need something that actually generates heat rather than trap heat -- which in this case, there is none of. i haven't tried getting a dog yet, but despite my contention that getting a dog would be just as good as getting a spouse, people insist they're not quite the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3489125203734256976?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3489125203734256976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3489125203734256976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3489125203734256976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3489125203734256976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/03/married-life.html' title='Married Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-1578570800928398855</id><published>2010-02-26T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:09:44.048-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Mad Skills</title><content type='html'>THIS is defying gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rX0G7u-VF7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rX0G7u-VF7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out her other videos on youtube. she's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gymnast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gebtdTxD3RQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gebtdTxD3RQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-1578570800928398855?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/1578570800928398855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=1578570800928398855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1578570800928398855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/1578570800928398855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/02/mad-skills.html' title='Mad Skills'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365735024992768133</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_sCvt5YC_wqY/R5HXepBmBTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M9S8tSQYb4c/S220/Snoopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561250639995074592.post-3041164452256540776</id><published>2010-02-23T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:29:19.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>15 Questions</title><content type='html'>this is great. in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="211"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VLGF9LiO5U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8VLGF9LiO5U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="211"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, dave. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561250639995074592-3041164452256540776?l=ameepow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/feeds/3041164452256540776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7561250639995074592&amp;postID=3041164452256540776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3041164452256540776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7561250639995074592/posts/default/3041164452256540776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameepow.blogspot.com/2010/02/15-questions.html' title='15 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