<?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-10727737</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:14.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts exactly...</title><subtitle type='html'>Just using this as a place to get random stuff off my mind!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-112317294844729872</id><published>2005-08-04T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T13:07:06.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Down!</title><content type='html'>Count downs for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Days until i start moving stuff into my house&lt;br /&gt;2 Days until i get a four day weekend&lt;br /&gt;13 Days till i say good bye to AAA&lt;br /&gt;17 Days till I move into my house&lt;br /&gt;22 Days till i go skydiving&lt;br /&gt;25 Days until i start school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY for all that! (Especially the peace out to AAA) Another reason AAA is related to office space...i never can get just one e-mail. If there is lane closure in Wyoming i will get 3 or 2 at the least e-mails notifying me of this. Do i even need this information for my job NO! But both managers here and someone at headquarters likes to give me the heads up. Or today i found out 3 times that head quarters is out of AAA litter bags. GOSH FORBID THAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Purple hair man who drove up the curb last time came back in today and yes his hair was still very much purple and he gives Donald Trump some combetition on hair dos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-112317294844729872?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112317294844729872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=112317294844729872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112317294844729872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112317294844729872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-112188466370407706</id><published>2005-07-20T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:37:43.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get no,</title><content type='html'>Ok so rumor has it that asking someone "Is there anything else I can assit you with?" is no longer enough. We might soon have to start saying "We want to leave you fully satisfied, is there anything else i can assist you with?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...Enough people take the "assist you with" the wrong  way already thinking joking how "ya there are things you can assist me with just not here at the AAA office" can you imagine if we ask these people how we can satisfy them!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-112188466370407706?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112188466370407706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=112188466370407706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112188466370407706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112188466370407706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/cant-get-no.html' title='Can&apos;t get no,'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-112171576647134351</id><published>2005-07-18T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:54:16.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Skydiving</title><content type='html'>The day is set...on Aug. 26 at 3:00 pm. I will be jumping out of a plane :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAH i'm so excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-112171576647134351?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112171576647134351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=112171576647134351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112171576647134351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112171576647134351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/skydiving.html' title='Skydiving'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-112119827968943170</id><published>2005-07-12T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T15:57:59.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it Ironic?</title><content type='html'>I find it very amusing at the amount of people who have to use there AAA road service in the AAA parking lot. You would be surprised how many people lock their keys in there car, run their batteries dry, find foreign liquids leaking from the bottom, and just find there POS no longer wants to run all while they were inside paying for their road service and insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i said that i'm sure i completely jinked myself and will be one of those people by the time the summer is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-112119827968943170?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112119827968943170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=112119827968943170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112119827968943170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112119827968943170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/isnt-it-ironic.html' title='Isn&apos;t it Ironic?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-112111838068348400</id><published>2005-07-11T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:27:48.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>So i went to my cousins wedding in Massachusetts this weekend and i must say that upon spending a good 32 hours in the car this me and my parents couldn't do much more bonding! The best part of all was that there was absolutely no leg room and when we drove to and from Boston and the reception we got to have 3 people in the back. Ahhh such joyous times. It is too bad my brother didn't fly in from Texas because then we could have had three people in the front and back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how i managed to lose my iTrip and I am not happy about it. My iPod is one of my best friends and i really miss having it in my car. I had it before we left on Thursday night and was debating if i should even take it since it drains the battery and i don't have a car charger. So when i couldn't find it in my bag i assumed i had left it at home. But when i got back at home it was no where to be found! is it possible some one broke in stealing nothing but my iTrip? Gosh i hope not because i really want it back! Grrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-112111838068348400?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112111838068348400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=112111838068348400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112111838068348400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/112111838068348400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111928655781353230</id><published>2005-06-20T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T12:55:57.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking and Entering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So I ran to Fitness 19 this morning worked out ran home...nothing unusual except for the fact when i get home i realize I have locked myself out of the house. The interesting thing is that i made a mental note to myself not to lock the door 100 times this morning but wasn't too concerned about doing it because even when i drive and take my keys i rarely lock the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm sweating like a pig and can't get in the house. Ok no big deal 2 of our neighbors have spare keys, but why would they be home when i actually need them. GRRR so i'm checking every window and the only one not locked has a screen on it. Um ya it definitely no longer does. It took me about 10 min to get the damn thing off and i don't think it's going back on. Then of course it has to be the window being the TV. So not only do i have to climb over a flower bead and up into the window i have to climb on top of the TV stand. WOW what an eventful morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111928655781353230?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111928655781353230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111928655781353230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111928655781353230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111928655781353230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/breaking-and-entering.html' title='Breaking and Entering'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111903529047649447</id><published>2005-06-17T11:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T15:08:10.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>people people</title><content type='html'>The same guy has come to AAA the last 3 days in a row wearing the exact same yellow t-shirt every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was well dressed in khaki pants and a polo t-shirt had a bicycle chain necklace on...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man has the worst hair implants ever....it's not the the actual implants look too too fake but his new hair line is horrible...he hardly had a forehead. I bet he looked better when he didn't have all his hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111903529047649447?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111903529047649447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111903529047649447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111903529047649447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111903529047649447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/people-people.html' title='people people'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111878388941237736</id><published>2005-06-14T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:18:09.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>college tuition vs. pistons tickets hmmm</title><content type='html'>So my mom had a hard attack and threatened my college tuition if i went to the game with STRANGERS AHHHHH!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR i'm so mad! So while christa is getting free jerseys i will be at home watching the game!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wow am i ever angry, i'm 20 years old yet my mom still finds way to control my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111878388941237736?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111878388941237736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111878388941237736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111878388941237736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111878388941237736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/college-tuition-vs-pistons-tickets.html' title='college tuition vs. pistons tickets hmmm'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111867960100487394</id><published>2005-06-13T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T12:20:01.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sneaky sneaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So me and Christa went to Palace vision on Thursday and got there really early. We say next to 2 guys who were fun and talked with them the whole time blah blah....they then mentioned that they had 2 extra tickets to the pistons home game on tues. Well that's nice but i definitely don't have the funds for that....he then informs us that he wouldn't make us pay. HA ok sounds good to me....well nothing was for sure so we just so happen decided to go to palace vision again yesterday and met up with these kids again... and now it is for sure we are going to the pistons game 3 section 13 for FREE!!! muahahaha i kinda feel guilty about it but he if they want to be stupid and give someone their tickets they may as well give them to ME :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The game would be better if the pistons actually have been playing good but hey maybe the home court advantage will help them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I HEART TAYSHAUN PRINCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111867960100487394?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111867960100487394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111867960100487394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111867960100487394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111867960100487394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/sneaky-sneaky.html' title='sneaky sneaky'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111781469256979791</id><published>2005-06-03T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:04:52.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When did it become OK for trucks to drive in the left lane?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When i drove to work at 7:30 am there were more cars on the road yes but people actually knew how to drive above the speed limit. These late morning commuters are horrible. They take their jolly old time in the left lane. At 10:30 all rules about the left lane on the freeways disappear. and apparently these people weren't paying attention in drivers training when they were told to look in their review mirror every 7 sec, because if they were looking they would see that I was riding their ass and move OVER! Why don't you pass them on the right you might be thinking? because there is never enough room because those people drive even slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10:30 road rules:&lt;br /&gt;Left Lane- If you want to drive the speed limit or one over to feel like a bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;Middle Lane- for trucks&lt;br /&gt;Right lane-for people who drive slower then the trucks&lt;br /&gt;That leaves us speeders to cuss and scream at everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today a truck thought it would be ok to come into the left lane to pass another truck. Apparently the signs that read trucks use right 2 lanes doesn't have to be followed from 10:30-11:00 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111781469256979791?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111781469256979791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111781469256979791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111781469256979791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111781469256979791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-did-it-become-ok-for-trucks-to.html' title='When did it become OK for trucks to drive in the left lane?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111774620583703426</id><published>2005-06-02T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T17:03:25.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the weakest link...Good BYE</title><content type='html'>Well I got my hours cut at AAA. Stupid budget! If i would have known this was going to be the case I wouldn't have come back. I don't enjoy driving 30 min to work (yup found a faster route)but it was worth it when I was making good money and getting lots of hours. now, not so much. What I want to know is why we still remain open at 8:30 am when everyone thinks we don't open till 9 like normal places. Now if they waited and didn't open till 9 I think the budget would be just honky dowry and I could get my hours back! If they wanted a solution they should have just come to me but no they just slash my hours. What sucks is I don't even get to get out early so i can enjoy the day i still work till 6. I just get to sleep in. While the other summer temp. gets to leave at 3:30 NO FAIR....why can't we switch? because i know how to do the closeout. IT'S NOT THAT HARD TEACH HIM. I shouldn't be punished for being more knowledgeable. RARR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just had to get that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111774620583703426?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111774620583703426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111774620583703426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111774620583703426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111774620583703426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-are-weakest-linkgood-bye.html' title='You are the weakest link...Good BYE'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111713313292433976</id><published>2005-05-26T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T15:08:57.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dryer Sheets Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alright i just had another incident that happened that left me drying out loud in laughter....So an older man comes in to pay his bill and neatly folded over his shoulder was a dress sock!! WHAT!????!! yup a sock just chillin on his .... this is why i love my job...funny old people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok so then he had to come back because he came to pay bill but forgot to bring the money and i watch him get out of his car and his sock was STILL THERE. so he gets half way to the door realizes it is still there takes it back to the car and when he comes in he says to the greeter, "I just found a sock" she replies "Oh really" hes like ya i did do laundry today you know" wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so he pays his bill then when he leaves he reverses across the parking lot and up over the curb where the sidewalk to the entrance is and then pulls away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why does AAA insure these people??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111713313292433976?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111713313292433976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111713313292433976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111713313292433976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111713313292433976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/dryer-sheets-please.html' title='Dryer Sheets Please'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111712328007117960</id><published>2005-05-26T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T12:01:20.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare Skin</title><content type='html'>So i wear flood pants with a cute pair of heals today and a normal work shirt...didn't think anything of it...who would....KAREN WOULD that's who. Apparently I need to be wearing nylons. When I tell her I don't have any with me (which seemed to shocker) she informed me i need to get some on my lunch break! GRRRR.... by the way my shoes have the thing between the big toe so how i'm going to wear nylons with them i have no idea. I AM SO MAD. no one and i mean NO ONE can see me feet. They are tucked away behind my deck counter which goes all the way to the floor in front and on the sides of me. So unless you are standing directly behind be and looking through my chair legs will you see that i am not wearing nylons. What is the big deal, honestly now. What does the nylon really do. You can still see my feet. RAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a funnier note.... I sit by the big window that backs up to the parking lot and i enjoy spending my time watching old people pull up their cars until they hit the curb and then reverse...well I watched an old guy do this so i was staring waiting for him to get out of the car...and when he did i saw IT, BRIGHT PURPLE hair. It is definitely an at home hair job gone bad. Wow, it was just so shinny in the sun I wonder what conditioner he uses. The color is Not AS bad in the lighting of the building but when he steps into that natural sunlight WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111712328007117960?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111712328007117960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111712328007117960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111712328007117960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111712328007117960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/bare-skin.html' title='Bare Skin'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111696898077340357</id><published>2005-05-24T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:09:40.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Admitting the problem is the first step:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to chewing gum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I'm up to 3/4 a pack a day. (ranges anywhere from half a pack to a full pack!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal preference of the moment is Orbit-original flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See i know i am addicted but i don't really think it is a problem. I only chew sugar free gum so i'm not harming my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also able to tell how long i've been chewing a piece of gum with accuracy by its flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if my job wasn't so boring i wouldn't chew so much, i only chew when i'm bored.&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/10727737-111696898077340357?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111696898077340357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111696898077340357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111696898077340357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111696898077340357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/bubble-gum-bubble-gum-in-dish.html' title='bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111694927480764246</id><published>2005-05-24T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:41:14.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clinton's were so 5 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ATTENTION: Just because you have the same FIRST name with someone doesn't mean you are related to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do all old people find it necessary to ask if i am or am related to Hillary Clinton. It's not funny. Would it be appropriate to respond to the next average joe with a no why are you related to Joe Dumers, DiMaggio, or Montana.....ya didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was working out at 630 before work and was rather disturbed. A women came in with her work clothes to change into after she worked out. Why is this a big deal you may think...I will tell you why...my gym doesn't have showers, it has changing rooms but definitely no showers. So i thought maybe she will just lift or do some walking so she won't sweat..oh no she got on an elliptical and went all out. Dang i feel bad for her co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What posses old women to paint on their eyebrows? Honestly you are 80 years old no one cares if you have nicely shaped and arched brows. Just let them be what did they ever do to you to deserve such hideous pencil jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT: If your insurance cancels because you failed to pay it, do not use the excuse "I was on vacation." in order for you to get cancelled that means you didn't pay your insurance for 2 months. Wow that must have been some vacation! I must say it is the most popular excuse, remind you excuses aren't even necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Today's mission is to steal a AAA travel mug that we give away for free when people sign up for credit card applications... muhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/10727737-111694927480764246?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111694927480764246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111694927480764246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111694927480764246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111694927480764246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/clintons-were-so-5-years-ago.html' title='The Clinton&apos;s were so 5 years ago'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111592946276185592</id><published>2005-05-12T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T16:39:27.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok so I may have thought happy things about my job the other day but not so much anymore...While the job is going great, transportation to and and from are not. It takes me 45 min to get to work each morning and it takes 53 min to get home (only after changing my route took me 55 on tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first money obsesser who flicks and feels to make sure none of his $20 bills are stuck together...twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and while writing this blog i had the first (of many to come) person who when asked if there is anything else i can "assist" them with today they ask if i know the winning lottery numbers.....yes yes i do as a matter of fact and let me share them with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you may notice "assist" in quotes that is because it is one of the many words AAA requires me to say...now asking someone "if there is anything else i can HELP you with today" is just way to unprofessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SOTD: the lovely classical music the office just loves to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111592946276185592?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111592946276185592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111592946276185592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111592946276185592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111592946276185592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/goooooooooooo.html' title='GOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111575783921035761</id><published>2005-05-10T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:43:59.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is OVER</title><content type='html'>Back to AAA... I must say it is definitely not as bad as I remember it which is good because other wise it was going to be one long summer....now don't get me wrong this isn't the greatest place on earth but it is do-able. Let us all just hope that the station they put me on now isn't permanent all summer because I am definitely sitting next to me least favorite person here. She talks ALL the time and frankly i don't care about what she has to say. Oh just so you can get a mental picture ...she looks EXACTLY like the female version of Milton from Office Space....glasses and all....it is very scary. But anyways I will be updating frequently on all the excitement that happens over here in Roseville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111575783921035761?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111575783921035761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111575783921035761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111575783921035761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111575783921035761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-is-over.html' title='Summer is OVER'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111521986788745125</id><published>2005-05-04T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T11:17:47.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER</title><content type='html'>Wow this is so nice...all done nothing to do, beautiful day, Gavin Degraw tonight! Horray! Now I just want my stupid professors to post my grades on blackboard but lets face it, it's not gonna happen. I think professors slack more then the college students. They don't even have to feed the scantrons into the checker machine, someone else does it for them, and once they get them back they still can't post our grades. RARRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111521986788745125?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111521986788745125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111521986788745125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111521986788745125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111521986788745125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='SCHOOLS OUT FOR SUMMER'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111521958965808810</id><published>2005-05-04T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T11:13:09.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bud Light presents:</title><content type='html'>"Today we salute you, Face Book addict. You thought you could just log on once, but little did you know it would consume your life. Joining one pointless group was just not enough. Adding every person you never spoke to in high school just to be "virtually" popular. As if IM wasn't enough to feed into your stalker-ish behavior. Oooo look at you with your 3406593 "friends". So go ahead, crack open an ice cold Bud Light, Compulsive Away Message Checker Turned Face Book Psycho. It's too bad that you're not too popular at the bar, but in virtual reality, you'd be the life of the cyber party."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111521958965808810?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111521958965808810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111521958965808810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111521958965808810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111521958965808810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/bud-light-presents.html' title='Bud Light presents:'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111481420821764166</id><published>2005-04-29T18:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:36:48.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/P1010106.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/P1010106.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horray for our new home!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111481420821764166?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111481420821764166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111481420821764166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481420821764166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481420821764166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/horray-for-our-new-home.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111481417059744500</id><published>2005-04-29T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:36:10.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/P1010108.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/P1010108.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I will be living next year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111481417059744500?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111481417059744500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111481417059744500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481417059744500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481417059744500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-where-i-will-be-living-next.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111481405455789662</id><published>2005-04-29T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:34:14.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a good week</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy right now....Autumn, Crystal, Rachel, and myself will be living in a house next year! and it has a round room :) AHHHHH I love it! and i can walk to class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111481405455789662?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111481405455789662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111481405455789662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481405455789662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111481405455789662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-good-week.html' title='What a good week'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111440479966746686</id><published>2005-04-25T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T00:53:19.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just summing up some random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Broke my digital camera (showy don't tell dad)&lt;br /&gt;broke the phone (but it fixed itself unlike the camera)&lt;br /&gt;bought a new digital camera&lt;br /&gt;moved all the furniture out- all the desks are in the main room&lt;br /&gt;didn't study as much as i should have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and when i did make it to the library i sat across from one of those people who laughs out load to herself...and when i got up and walked past her computer screen i realized she was laughing at what looked like an academic article not AIM which i had predicted....Laughing that historically by yourself at the library either way is stupid but wow she couldn't even use an excuse that she had a funny friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;-Silly Putty was used to fasten down tools on Apollo 8&lt;br /&gt;-Run-DMC was the first rap group to earn a gold album&lt;br /&gt;-Richard Gere is a Buddhist&lt;br /&gt;-There are fewer cab drivers in New York City today then there were 75 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTD-The format- tune out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111440479966746686?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111440479966746686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111440479966746686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111440479966746686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111440479966746686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-summing-up-some-random-stuff.html' title='Just summing up some random stuff'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111405870949105956</id><published>2005-04-21T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:45:09.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest lie about college</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I think that biggest lie anyone ever told me in life was "If you don't know what you want to be when you grow up, it's ok" HA your wrong. It may be ok, but only if you want to spend an extra year at college which means extra money on wasted classes. Kids if you don't know what you want to be...figure it out. Most majors take 4 years to complete therefore if your "undecided" you will be behind! Dear High Schools- Teach the truth to the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P.S. to all those of you thinking i wrote this because i changed my major again, i did not and i will be graduating on time. I just feel too many people are uninformed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111405870949105956?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111405870949105956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111405870949105956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111405870949105956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111405870949105956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/biggest-lie-about-college.html' title='Biggest lie about college'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111405843830717659</id><published>2005-04-21T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:40:38.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Rex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How come in elementary school they spend so much time teaching us about dinosaurs? I understand them wanting us to learn that there were once dinosaurs but was learning the different kinds really all that important, because quite frankly i don't remember any of them and i am doing just fine in school. I do not feel that i am any less smart then someone who can name the dinosaurs and i definitely don't that if i did know them that my life would be any different. So to the education administrators let "Land Before Time" do the teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What i do know is the broncasouras was definitely the cutiest of them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111405843830717659?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111405843830717659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111405843830717659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111405843830717659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111405843830717659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/t-rex.html' title='T-Rex'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111379301944766492</id><published>2005-04-17T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:56:59.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sound effects were so 4th grade</title><content type='html'>Don't you think it's time people lose the sound effects that AIM has? Yup me too but aparently our next door neighbors think otherwise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111379301944766492?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111379301944766492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111379301944766492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111379301944766492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111379301944766492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/sound-effects-were-so-4th-grade.html' title='sound effects were so 4th grade'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111353144119206668</id><published>2005-04-14T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:17:21.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely not silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yes I am at the library on a Thurday nite...it is sad. ANYWAYS...just need to vent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the kid behind me not hear himself fart because his headphones are on so load? This kid is sick but his music is up so load (that i can tell you what songs he's listening too) that i honestly don't think he hears himself farting. GRRRRRR....i was here first can't i tell him to move!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111353144119206668?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111353144119206668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111353144119206668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111353144119206668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111353144119206668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/definitely-not-silent.html' title='Definitely not silent'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111323380816564995</id><published>2005-04-11T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:36:48.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Library Viewing</title><content type='html'>Alright can someone please inform me as to why i always sit next to the biggest wierdos at the library! Currently sitting across from me is the winner of all library wierdos. He is whispering everything he is typing to himself. Then he puts his face inches from the computer screen and re-reads it out loud to himself. Then he stretches out puts his head back and taps all his fingers on his chest until he comes up with another idea. He then shows great enthusiasm of his new idea and taps his fingers on his desk then the frame of the keyboard then starts banging away like no other at the keys. WOW. What's sad is i'm still sitting here and was obviously distracted enough not to write in here. These computer stations need little privacy curtains to pull down the center of the table so i don't have to look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit i'm moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTD: boulevard of Broken Dreams REMIX- Green Day vs. OASIS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111323380816564995?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111323380816564995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111323380816564995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111323380816564995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111323380816564995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/library-viewing.html' title='Library Viewing'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111323205216575139</id><published>2005-04-11T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:08:49.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs away</title><content type='html'>Ok i thought the days of stink bombs in the hall ways were over with after i left Shelby Junior High school. Unfortunately, i was wrong! Today someone thought it would be a grand idea to stink up Anspach. Thanks whoever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111323205216575139?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111323205216575139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111323205216575139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111323205216575139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111323205216575139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/bombs-away.html' title='Bombs away'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111314301128947673</id><published>2005-04-10T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:23:31.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sniff sniff</title><content type='html'>Do you remember when rubber cement used to smell so good. Then they had to go put a nasty smell in it! damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memory: 2nd grade-Mrs. White yelling at for sniffing rubber cement when i wasn't even supposed to be allowed to use it.....hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111314301128947673?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111314301128947673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111314301128947673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111314301128947673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111314301128947673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/sniff-sniff.html' title='sniff sniff'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111276288601097972</id><published>2005-04-06T00:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T00:48:06.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's freeze the debit card</title><content type='html'>Wow i must say i just bought a ridiculous amount of posters! Yes, i can afford the posters but will i be able to afford to get them framed...i think not. Oh well just spending my tax return money before i even receive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i love nice spring weather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111276288601097972?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111276288601097972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111276288601097972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111276288601097972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111276288601097972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/lets-freeze-debit-card.html' title='Let&apos;s freeze the debit card'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111264876345861359</id><published>2005-04-04T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:06:03.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved by the Bell moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I thought it was only on TV and in movies that professors teach outside! HA guess not. I got to give my class presentation while standing on a giant rock haha awesome....i love having a teacher that does whatever the class of 11 people tells him to do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111264876345861359?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111264876345861359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111264876345861359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111264876345861359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111264876345861359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/saved-by-bell-moment.html' title='Saved by the Bell moment'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111258421549581254</id><published>2005-04-03T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:10:15.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 framed posters need a home</title><content type='html'>Ok i really want to buy this artwork. It has to be the funniest thing i've seen in a long time and i think it would add a nice touch to my room next year. What do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;category=41511&amp;amp;item=4370341466&amp;rd=1&amp;amp;ssPageName=WDVW#ebayphotohosting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111258421549581254?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111258421549581254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111258421549581254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111258421549581254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111258421549581254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/2-framed-posters-need-home.html' title='2 framed posters need a home'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111230080261167652</id><published>2005-03-31T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:26:42.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_weird.php?im"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/thetester/images/php/wq.php?val=8279" alt="What is your weird quotient? Click to find out!" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/10727737-111230080261167652?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111230080261167652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111230080261167652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111230080261167652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111230080261167652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111230043489166660</id><published>2005-03-31T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T15:20:34.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot hands</title><content type='html'>How can coffee beans be hand roasted? Wouldn't your hands burn if they were really helping in the roasting process? I also don't believe the hands are doing the actual roasting either. Which would make the statement hand roasted a lie. I think the new slogan should be oven roasted because lets face i,t that is what's doing the roasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111230043489166660?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111230043489166660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111230043489166660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111230043489166660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111230043489166660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/hot-hands.html' title='Hot hands'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111224533896508962</id><published>2005-03-30T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T00:02:18.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and the winner is ....Colgate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I must say i really enjoy my toothbrush i have right now which makes brushing my teeth that much more refreshing. The bristles are the best medium bristles i've ever encountered. They aren't too soft where they push out to the sides after just a few short brushings and they aren't so hard that it feels like i am leaving scrape marks on my teeth. They are perfect AND it fits in the toothbrush holder. How do toothbrush companies get away with making toothbrushes that don't fit into a standard toothbrush holder? I always thought it was some unwritten law that these companies had to abide by. but now it's hard to find quality tooth brushes that can be stored in a toothbrush holder. Is our grip on the toothbrush that important that we need to make all these huge grippers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111224533896508962?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111224533896508962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111224533896508962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111224533896508962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111224533896508962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-winner-is-colgate.html' title='and the winner is ....Colgate'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111220154727835293</id><published>2005-03-30T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T11:52:27.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Halloween Year Round</title><content type='html'>Did you know that i wear a Halloween scrunchy to bed every night (except for nights like last when it cannot be found). I do lose it a lot i must say but when it is around i ALWAYS wear it!.....Hooray...while writing this I just remembered where i put it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111220154727835293?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111220154727835293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111220154727835293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111220154727835293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111220154727835293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/celebrating-halloween-year-round.html' title='Celebrating Halloween Year Round'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111219836376066525</id><published>2005-03-30T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T10:59:23.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Tones:</title><content type='html'>our generation's idea of individuality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111219836376066525?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111219836376066525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111219836376066525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111219836376066525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111219836376066525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/ring-tones.html' title='Ring Tones:'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111212617334499867</id><published>2005-03-29T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:13:20.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Sighting</title><content type='html'>Tall skinny male in a brown suit with a huge frizzy afro and long shaggy bierd smoking under a tree on a random grass patch on campus...... I kinda felt like I was living in the 70s for a moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111212617334499867?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111212617334499867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111212617334499867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111212617334499867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111212617334499867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-sighting.html' title='Random Sighting'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111141364303248005</id><published>2005-03-21T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T09:00:43.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough Cough</title><content type='html'>I must say it sucks being sick...but it is so much easier to accept when you get paid to be sick. For being a part in the flu vaccination study, I get $25 everytime I get sick, that's on top of the other $75 I get from them throughout the year for allowing them to take my blood. So although today sucks because I can't breath out of my nose and I have this lil tickle in my throut, knowing that after they cotton swab the back of my throut I will get money makes me oh so happy. Oh and lets not forget the $10 gift certificate they will give me to target to by medicine :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111141364303248005?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111141364303248005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111141364303248005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111141364303248005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111141364303248005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/cough-cough.html' title='Cough Cough'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111117811084627292</id><published>2005-03-18T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:35:10.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Alcohol for me!</title><content type='html'>So my doctor calls me today to tell me that i have something she hasn't seen in 20 years ...hmmm.... so i have some parasite thing that is only found in 3rd world countries, how i got it then is beyond me because the tests were all done before i went to mexico. So ok i really don't care i have this except for the fact that i have to get rid of it. The antibiotic i have to take will "make you deathly ill if taken with alcohol" and i will "be in the hospital if i try to drink" GREAT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright well good thing they didn't try to put me on these meds before alcapulco...or st. patty's day for that matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it sad how i'm upset that i can't drink for 10 days--hmmm that's very sad&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i can't go 10 days without drinking, or that i haven't done it before (before break i didn't drink for almost a month) so why do i care so much....i guess i like being able to decide for myself if i should consume such beverages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111117811084627292?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111117811084627292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111117811084627292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117811084627292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117811084627292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-alcohol-for-me.html' title='No Alcohol for me!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111117679528745180</id><published>2005-03-18T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:13:15.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet you didn't know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;The Eiffel Tower houses a wax figure of Thomas Edison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;It takes 80 feet of wire to make a slinky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Sneeze droplets travel 5 feet before they land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;There is a house in Rockport, Massachusetts, built almost entirely of newspaper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Campbell's soup cans are colored red and white after Cornell University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111117679528745180?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111117679528745180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111117679528745180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117679528745180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117679528745180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/bet-you-didnt-know.html' title='Bet you didn&apos;t know...'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111117320051924014</id><published>2005-03-18T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T14:13:20.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING- ROOM KEY</title><content type='html'>well i have come to realize that this has become my lil place to bitch. so that being said i lost my damn room key and it costs $40 to replace because i guess they think it is necessary to give us a whole new lock with 4 new keys. WTF there is no need for that. My lost key has nothing on it what so ever that would lead someone to our room so can't they just make me pay $5, give me a new key and send me on my way. The thing that is really irritating is that i know exactly where i left it and I only left it unattended for about 10 min. who would take a room key and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111117320051924014?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111117320051924014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111117320051924014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117320051924014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111117320051924014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/missing-room-key.html' title='MISSING- ROOM KEY'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111086227040333647</id><published>2005-03-14T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:51:10.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains it pours....</title><content type='html'>Ok so wasn't today just a nice big reality slap in the face....&lt;br /&gt;I wake up randomly at 8:37 to see Autumn still in bed (she has class at 9) --now this may seem like no big deal to anyone but for the first time all semester i didn't wake up when her alarm went off! I didn't have to wake her up to tell her to turn it off when it went off every 9 min. either....wow miracles really do happen. So without me yelling at her to shut off the alarm she unconsciously just shut it off....ok so autumn missed class not like that was a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to bed and once i finally get up i check my e-mail to find an old message from a professor that has our online 6 essay question quiz attached to it-due tonite at 11 pm. Opps! forgot about that one! Ok so i have all day to do it no big deal...so i open up the book and start looking for whatever it is i'm suppose to be essaying on but find nothing! DAMN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that time and i found nothing ...off to my 10am class in which we had a class discussion on the book i didn't read(DAMN)--while sitting in class i got an epiphany!! LIGHTBULB--i was looking in my SWK 100 book not my SWK 250 book....relief i thought this quiz was going to be impossible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from class i decide to hit up the gym in the first time in who the hell knows how long...just to learn that my feel still don't have feeling in them from wearing heals every nite in acapulco (should i be concerned) and i also re-learned that my hip does NOT work properly and that a hip replacement should be concerned in the near future! so screw the treadmill i hit up the stair master where i thought i was going to get some of that reading done that i failed to do earlier....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i pack up my bag for the rest of my classes and all my stuff i need to work on my essay quiz so before my nite class i can just go to the library to get it done....while at my SWK 250 class a student asks if he graded our quizzes yet...he replies no i'm still waiting for SOMEONE (glare at me) to hand it in (let me remind you there are only 11 people in this class)....ok so i go to the library and i begin to look in my SWK 250 book for this crap again.... WTF its not in here either what is this shit..... so i re-read the directions and it turns out i have 2 books for this class...who would have known!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i won't be working on that till after my nite class....well i make it through my nite class and at the end of class my teacher informs us it is now time to hand in our papers. Hmmm what paper???!!!??? rarrrrrr....oh yes the one i decided to do before break but then did it wrong and thought i would just fix it when i got back from break opps forgot that one....so i convince my teacher it is done and my printer was broken and have to hand him the shitty copy and promise to had in the real one as soon as i get home.....GREAT.....so it is now after 9 and i only have about 20 min to fix a paper and have to get my essay quiz done it less then 2 hrs (which i was informed by my classmates-who all had it done of course- that it takes a few hours or so!) nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i survived and even handed in the essay with 15 min to spare....i must say autumn is rubbing off on me....i liked when i had order in my life ...what has happened to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow that was a lot of typing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111086227040333647?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111086227040333647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111086227040333647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111086227040333647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111086227040333647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it rains it pours....'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111082451955520874</id><published>2005-03-14T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T13:21:59.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few concerns after acapulco</title><content type='html'>Will i ever see so many hot boys in one place again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will any bar in Michigan ever be fun again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tequila ever taste so good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever stay in again on a weekend nite to recuperate from the nite before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid the answer to these questions is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps where we going next year !!!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111082451955520874?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111082451955520874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111082451955520874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111082451955520874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111082451955520874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/few-concerns-after-acapulco.html' title='A few concerns after acapulco'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111077291708441435</id><published>2005-03-13T23:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:01:57.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/P1010012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/P1010012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this a post card picture or what&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111077291708441435?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111077291708441435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111077291708441435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077291708441435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077291708441435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/is-this-post-card-picture-or-what.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111077286451824822</id><published>2005-03-13T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:01:04.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/collage.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/collage.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little Collage from Mexico&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-111077286451824822?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111077286451824822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111077286451824822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077286451824822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077286451824822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/here-is-little-collage-from-mexico.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-111077270913533724</id><published>2005-03-13T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T15:36:53.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best song- California Dream- Benny Benassi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best drinks- Yard of vodka at Carlos n' Charlies...shots of ketchup (thanks jamie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best dressed- Tim ..aka..Accessory boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best nite club- Disco beach&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best resteraunt- Hard Rock or Carlos n' Charlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scarest moment- any taxi ride....followed by bungy jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best meal- sandwich on the plane ride home&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most painful moment- my feet at any time in which i had heals on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best chant- Frank the Tank..or...George wants to fuck his mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;biggest drunk- Lisa&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best ride- BANANNA BOAT- got to love a hand sown life jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;best vendor- man selling porcelain cougars that even hang! rarrrr&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst vendor- 6 year old girl who followed us to disco beach - get off my arm and go home bitch!&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quality Moments-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I ask bar tender for a double shot of vodka and a cup of coke for a chaser- I receive a double shot of coke and cup of vodka--that's how they do it in mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Walter- what a great man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and nina can out run any wave :) -- except the one at disco beach that took my camera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Listening to Jamie and Kelly's entire conversation with george while trying to nap on the balcony&lt;br /&gt;10 floors above them&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body guard Mel taking us to the market&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi man telling us he is looking for a second wife and if he had enough money he would like 3! &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no regulation water slides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lapa lapa's pool of piss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;62% hotties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fog horn type noises were my favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tacos and cervezas&lt;br /&gt;   Tequila that will curl your hair&lt;br /&gt;   We’ll stroll down la playa&lt;br /&gt;   Breathe the ocean air&lt;br /&gt;   Baby pack your suitcase&lt;br /&gt;   I will book our flight&lt;br /&gt;   Tomorrow we’ll be goin' on an&lt;br /&gt;   Acapulco night&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/10727737-111077270913533724?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111077270913533724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=111077270913533724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077270913533724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/111077270913533724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-miss-mexico.html' title='I miss mexico'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110990308335965146</id><published>2005-03-03T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:24:43.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOHOOOO</title><content type='html'>AWSOME-SUPER-AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Acapulco in 9 short hours! There is no way i will be falling asleep tonite! I'm all packed and ready to go! although packing wasn't as easy as i thought it would be. I never knew how many products i used in my hair until i tried putting it all in a suit case. damn without the straightner, curling iron, shampoo, conditioner, hairspray, etc. i had plently of room but before i knew it i was trying to crap everything in....and i thought people only sat on suit cases so they could close them in the movies...ha not true....what i am worried about is trying to get it all back in on the way home....there is a good chance i will be leaving somethings behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK WELL TIME TO THINK ABOUT MY TRIP SOMEMORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110990308335965146?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110990308335965146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110990308335965146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110990308335965146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110990308335965146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/whoohoooo.html' title='WHOOHOOOO'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110980937047096123</id><published>2005-03-02T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:24:52.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does giving away clothes have to be such a process!</title><content type='html'>Something I will never understand is why does my mom get so upset every time i give away old clothes...I come home and she tells me to go through the spare closet i used to keep clothes in to put things in the give away pile...so i do and as i am throwing shirts in the pile she finds it necessary to pick each of them up one by one and say "what's wrong with this" "this is a nice shirt" "hilary please tell me what is wrong with these nice jeans" and she still isn't satisfied that i am giving away those nice jeans after i tell her  they are from 10th grade, they don't fit, and the fading on them makes it look like i sat in a sandbox. Does she want me to keep them in case i happen to fit in them again and the style comes back? what the heck! Then she keeps going, onto the next shirt...hilary this is a nice sweater i tell her mom i could put it back in the closet for another 2 years and never wear it if you'd like, or you can give it away like you planned so someone will actually wear it....and she still asks so you don't think you will ever just "throw it on"....Hello if i haven't just "thrown" in on since junior high chances are it's not going to happen... RARRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and the lectures about drinking in acapulco need to stop already too. Maybe this coming home on Wednesday wasn't a great idea after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110980937047096123?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110980937047096123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110980937047096123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110980937047096123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110980937047096123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/does-giving-away-clothes-have-to-be.html' title='Does giving away clothes have to be such a process!'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110971004765766411</id><published>2005-03-01T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:47:27.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HIP HIP HOARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATTENTION EVERYONE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take hold down your pinkie with your thumb on the same hand....the number you are holding up is why I am all smiles today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is becoming too real!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm not even as stressed as I thought i would be. Although i do have 2 exams and a paper due tomorrow. Oh and my volunteer people still haven't handed in my reference sheet i gave them 2 weeks ago to send in, and if it's not in by friday i can't get into the social work program. But it is ALL OK. Nothing can really bother me right now :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Another great thing is a class I was gonna skip on thursday even though i really shouldn't have been skipping it got canceled. HOARY. so now i feel that it is ok to skip a different class in its place. (That's logical right) And if i'm going to skip my 3:30 class on weds. I may as well skip the 2:00 class that comes before it so i can leave at noon if i want to. Lets just hope the professor doesn't mind me e-mailing my paper to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ok well even though i usually hate work...today i'm just not that upset about having to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;R is for RAH RAH today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;P.S. The cereal brain teaser yesterday was LIFE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh and in case you were wondering Silkworms are sensitive to strong smells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;AND did you know that SEUSS is actually Dr. Seuss's middle name....who woulda thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110971004765766411?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110971004765766411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110971004765766411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110971004765766411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110971004765766411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/hip-hip-hoary.html' title='HIP HIP HOARY'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110947048451260707</id><published>2005-02-26T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T21:21:54.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVE OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AHHHHHH 6 days until I am in MEXICO!!!!!! WHOHOOOO&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WHAT I HATE:&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;People who don't move out of the left lane so you can pass them!! Just because YOU think you are going fast enough it doesn't mean there aren't others who want to go faster then you, so move over so others can pass. On the way home this happened way too many times. It wasn't like there were people in the other lane they could have moved over but nooooo i have to ride there ass then pass them in the right lane! When i am behind them i can see them look into their rear view mirror i know they see me riding their ass so GET OVER! geez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;AHHHHH 6 days till MEXICO!- good bye snow...and hello sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps. the liquid in a coconut can be substituted for human blood plasma...good to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average life of a taste bud is 10-14 days&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/10727737-110947048451260707?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110947048451260707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110947048451260707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110947048451260707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110947048451260707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/move-over.html' title='MOVE OVER'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110904681086304656</id><published>2005-02-21T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:33:30.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/SICK%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/SICK%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope it isn't an optical illusion...i am bloat girl... the one and only person who can add a foot to her waste line in 2 hours!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110904681086304656?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110904681086304656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110904681086304656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904681086304656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904681086304656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/nope-it-isnt-optical-illusion.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110904667403570419</id><published>2005-02-21T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:31:14.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/640/SICK.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/SICK.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that is me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110904667403570419?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110904667403570419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110904667403570419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904667403570419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904667403570419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/yup-that-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110904702717706121</id><published>2005-02-21T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:44:58.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LADIES AND GENTLEMEN....I PRESENT BALLOON BELLY FREAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Please tell me what the hell is wrong with me! At first i was embarrassed but now it's just so ridiculous i feel like i need to show the world! I NEED HELP! I go on meds for one problem and this is what happens to me. But don't worry i get to be in a bikini in Mexico in 10 days looking like a pregnant freak! It is only time now before my belly button pops! I actually think my skin is going to tear soon. This is just stress.....anyone know where the nearest circus is i could use a few extra bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will wake up and this will all just be a bad dream :(&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/10727737-110904702717706121?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110904702717706121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110904702717706121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904702717706121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110904702717706121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/ladies-and-gentlemeni-present-balloon.html' title='LADIES AND GENTLEMEN....I PRESENT BALLOON BELLY FREAK'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110896060915193763</id><published>2005-02-20T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T23:36:49.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss snow days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;All i want is a snow day! I hate monday's so very much but that could all change if Central would cancel classes. I know it won't happen but i must say i am praying. Frederick Allen, my crazy teacher who drives in from Chicago every Monday for our 3 hour night class, usually e-mails us on sundays with his plans for the next night's class, tonight however i have received no such e-mail...could it be that he will not make it through the snow storm...could it be that i will not have to sit through his class....i mean he does claim his car isn't handeling the long ride very well and that is when it is good weather so imagine it in the snow....could it be could it be i will not have a class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;OH LORD PLEASE GIVE ME A SNOW DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;speaking of praying....autumn and I will be attending mass next sunday to clear up our sins before we go to mexico....if anyone else would like to join ... please let us know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110896060915193763?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110896060915193763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110896060915193763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110896060915193763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110896060915193763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-miss-snow-days.html' title='I miss snow days'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110879089596527988</id><published>2005-02-19T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:28:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?</title><content type='html'>I'm Summer...yet i don't feel that is accurate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/users/retromex/quizzes/Which%20Napoleon%20Dynamite%20character%20are%20you%3F"&gt;What Napoleon Dynamite Character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110879089596527988?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879089596527988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110879089596527988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110879089596527988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110879089596527988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/which-napoleon-dynamite-character-are.html' title='Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110876614599276077</id><published>2005-02-18T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:35:45.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't judge a hair stylist by her appearance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So i went to get my hair done...cute place...cute people working and then our walks the person i had an appointment with! ahhh she had nasty hair with 80's poof curled bangs, no highlights, ugly clothes...just not someone who looked like the typical hair dresser. I was freaking out inside with every snip of the scissors and foil she put in my hair. BUT, i must say she wasn't bad! So the lesson learned: Don't judge a hair stylist by their appearance! &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent over an hour and a half in the library on a mission to get my research paper done but managed not to write one word! What the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;song of the day: Patrick Park- your smile's a drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110876614599276077?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110876614599276077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110876614599276077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110876614599276077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110876614599276077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/dont-judge-hair-stylist-by-her.html' title='Don&apos;t judge a hair stylist by her appearance'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110861519757639504</id><published>2005-02-16T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T23:39:57.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random questions of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just some questions that arose in my head today!&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who wears capri jeans and flip-flops to class when it is snowing out?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is it that hard to hold open a door for someone when someone is right behind you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i ever going to NOT be sick?&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does chocolate taste so damn good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why does my professor love me so much?&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did I pull off an 85% on my bio exam? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'll answer that one for you...God! he was definitely with me that day)&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know the zipper was first used on shoes!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is there anything to do tomm. night besides the bar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Isn't it great how coffee can give you that extra boost of energy when you need it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come midgets gross me out? Does this make me a bad person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: Tyler Hilton-shy girl&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/10727737-110861519757639504?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110861519757639504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110861519757639504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110861519757639504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110861519757639504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/random-questions-of-day.html' title='random questions of the day'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110851682904036474</id><published>2005-02-15T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T20:20:29.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok so i get a random IM from someone who saw me on facebook... and i thought that's creepy but little did i know that was just the start of the creepiness. So he says his first name and i do a facebook search and surprisingly there were a lot of hot people with that first name (this is where I should have stopped and pretended that i had a hot crush) but no i ask the last name.... WOW to put it lightly lets just say not the most attractive or athletic person...after freaking out about the fact that i actually attracted such a person i refuse to talk to him....but that doesn't stop autumn from having her fun....she decides to complement him on his looks and interests making sure to throw in a bunch of wink and kissy smilies.....then i tell her enough and tell her to block him...well she decides to tell him that i'm going to work out then sit in the sauna....and what is his responds..."lol or maybe you could come over here and we could work it out and then i'll turn on my shower and we can get all sweaty in there" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110851682904036474?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110851682904036474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110851682904036474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110851682904036474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110851682904036474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110848337400758483</id><published>2005-02-15T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T11:17:35.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTMARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well I got plenty of sleep last nite, but do i feel like i did? NO, because I had the longest nightmare so when i awoke this morning i felt like i was stressed out all nite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do u think it means when you dream that after being held captive in a mall by terrorists you are finally set free and your mom won't come pick you up because she says she is too busy doing laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so it finally hit me...in 17 days (yes that's right less the 3 weeks) i will be in mexico!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone notices that from 8-10 every tuesday and thursday i wear the exact same thing to work! Everyday without fail!&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/10727737-110848337400758483?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110848337400758483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110848337400758483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110848337400758483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110848337400758483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/nightmare.html' title='NIGHTMARE'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110840178554258738</id><published>2005-02-14T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T12:23:05.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in the artificial flavoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ok something that i really don't understand is why candies are fruit flavored. Does anyone ever eat a sucker, jolly rancher, lifesavor, runts, or any other candy and say to themselves wow for a second i thought that was a real cherry? NO candy tastes anything like the real fruit so why trick us with such names. Funny though how when we eat say a "grape" candy that we never had before, we might say this doesn't taste like grape....but the thing is were not mad that it doesn't taste like grapes we are mad that it doesn't taste like the artificial flavoring most "grape" candies use. It is time for companies to come up with there own flavor names! Be original be unique! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well that's all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Did you know that Valentine's Day is the second most popular holiday for giving cards? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Way to go CUPID! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110840178554258738?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110840178554258738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110840178554258738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110840178554258738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110840178554258738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-all-in-artificial-flavoring.html' title='It&apos;s all in the artificial flavoring'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110812818286328658</id><published>2005-02-11T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T08:33:02.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;1) Although they seem to do it in all love movie, I will never slow dance with someone when there is no music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;2) Wouldn't it be the best to make out with someone in the pouring rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110812818286328658?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110812818286328658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110812818286328658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110812818286328658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110812818286328658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/2-thoughts.html' title='2 thoughts'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110808481477811374</id><published>2005-02-10T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:20:14.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the money go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ok so us students still living in the dorm pay over $7 a meal to eat at the "residential restaurant." and us students who work at these "restaurants" make minimum wage to do shitty jobs. Every Tuesday and Thursday night after i swipe cards for 3 hours it is my job to vacuum the entire "restaurant". But don't let the huge blue vacuums fool you...they may look nice, however, THEY DON'T suck anything up! We have 3 vacuums to choose from but every last one of them has there own defaults. One of them (The yellow cord) spits out more things then it actually sucks up. Another (the black cord) only sucks stuff on the left side and the hose falls out of its base which causes it to suck up nothing at all. Then your best choice is the white corded one. It definitely does a good job sucking things up, however if the bottom part happens to lift up at all while doing the job, like if u run  over the cord, everything u have sucked out reverses and comes out. (oh and the hose doesn't work) Would it be that hard for them to buy some damn vacuums that work.? It's all i ask. I'm not asking for a raise (even tho a little more then $0.15 a semester would be nice), i'm just asking for someone to make my minimum wage shit ass job a little easier. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as far as that BIO test goes.....ummm ya definitely shoulda studied more (You know it's bad when it takes 2 pages worth of questions before you get to one your confident on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the good note...it's THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day: John Mayer-love song for no one&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/10727737-110808481477811374?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110808481477811374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110808481477811374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110808481477811374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110808481477811374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/where-does-money-go.html' title='Where does the money go?'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10727737.post-110797162996647836</id><published>2005-02-09T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T20:16:47.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whohooo let the fun begin</title><content type='html'>Well this little game of blogging looked kind of fun....so I thought i would try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that whenever i have important work to do (such as study for a biology exam) i find a million other completely useless things to do with my time....such as start a blogger site. I have also managed to print off full page pictures black and white pictures and cover an entire wall in our room with them. (it does look quite nice tho).  Hmm what else did i do that was a completely unnecessary today...o yes lets not forget when i spent 45 min. cutting out pictures from magazines that i thought would look nice on my bulleten board. So as if i didn't have enough things to distract me from doing anything productive i now have this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Fact of the Day: &lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over 40% of the women in the U.S. have been a Girl Scout.&lt;br /&gt;(Yup i was, and i was damn good at selling girl scout cookies to might i add)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS IT THE WEEKEND YET!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10727737-110797162996647836?l=neonzebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/feeds/110797162996647836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10727737&amp;postID=110797162996647836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110797162996647836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10727737/posts/default/110797162996647836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neonzebra.blogspot.com/2005/02/whohooo-let-fun-begin.html' title='Whohooo let the fun begin'/><author><name>hilary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11524727265977062826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/257/3502/400/facebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
