<?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-2751202471161665017</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:52:04.654-07:00</updated><category term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Megaladon3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-8472840985362398949</id><published>2008-12-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:07:51.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on life</title><content type='html'>Hello all. It's been a while. I am a slacker when it comes to blogging. I just thought I'd give a little update on my life since my last post. Still married to the Duke. He's pretty cool. Still have the Cap man. He's pretty cool too. I will be done with school this week and that's pretty cool. Seems like it flew by. I don't know where the last 14 months went. So soon I'll be a licensed cosmetologist and you can all come and get beautified by me. I hope to be working at a really high end salon in Provo called Shep Salon but we'll see. I've been assissting there once a week so hopefully that means I can go more times during the week. Christmas is coming soon and I don't know what I'll be getting for anyone. We are pretty strapped for cash so it's gonna be a small christmas but that's ok. We have our tree up and I love it. So there is my life in a nutshell for now. I'll try to be better about blogging. Maybe now that school is over, my life will be more exciting. Doubtful but who knows? &lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas all!&lt;br /&gt;.end.&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-8472840985362398949?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/8472840985362398949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=8472840985362398949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8472840985362398949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8472840985362398949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-on-life.html' title='Update on life'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-8502623362661757927</id><published>2008-07-02T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:35:04.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My world has come crashing down...</title><content type='html'>So I pride myself on my good use of grammar (yes I did spell that wrong when I typed it the first time...grammer) and spelling skills, but today my perfect little world of speech came crashing down around me. I was talking to the Duke and I said a song was "folky." Fohl-Key. He immediately began mocking me, saying "Fohl-Key? Is that what you said?" I had no idea why he was making fun of me. He proceeded to inform me that it is pronounced "fohk." There is a silent "L" in the word "Folk!!!" How could I not know that?! I also spelled the word "What" wrong today on a test at school. I started the word with an "h" then turned that into a "W" and then finished the word with a "aht." I fear I may be slowly becoming retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-8502623362661757927?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/8502623362661757927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=8502623362661757927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8502623362661757927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8502623362661757927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-world-has-come-crashing-down.html' title='My world has come crashing down...'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-6311760959308513750</id><published>2008-05-07T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:49:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call!</title><content type='html'>So as I was riding my bike to school today, I crashed on my bike and tore my hands up. I thought I would share with everyone. They hurt a lot. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SCI_0Xouo6I/AAAAAAAAACg/Q9uVQFO1f3I/s1600-h/Photo+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SCI_0Xouo6I/AAAAAAAAACg/Q9uVQFO1f3I/s320/Photo+43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197787088869565346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SCI_0nouo7I/AAAAAAAAACo/KeKxRFjsG9A/s1600-h/Photo+44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SCI_0nouo7I/AAAAAAAAACo/KeKxRFjsG9A/s320/Photo+44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197787093164532658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-6311760959308513750?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/6311760959308513750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=6311760959308513750' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/6311760959308513750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/6311760959308513750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/05/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call!'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SCI_0Xouo6I/AAAAAAAAACg/Q9uVQFO1f3I/s72-c/Photo+43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-7084402408618419352</id><published>2008-04-26T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T15:03:51.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>I just went on a really long bike ride with The Louge! Now my chicken and I are sitting around chillin'. Though someone might like to see. Here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SBOmcgEUB5I/AAAAAAAAACY/-IoQMd27w58/s1600-h/Photo+39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SBOmcgEUB5I/AAAAAAAAACY/-IoQMd27w58/s320/Photo+39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193677803862886290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-7084402408618419352?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/7084402408618419352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=7084402408618419352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7084402408618419352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7084402408618419352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SBOmcgEUB5I/AAAAAAAAACY/-IoQMd27w58/s72-c/Photo+39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-2662155871910747665</id><published>2008-04-16T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:32:38.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black to white</title><content type='html'>Alright all of you. Here is the deal. If you know anything about hair it is practically impossible to go from having black dye on your hair to being a platinum blonde. Yesterday morning when I woke up I had a full head of black hair, seen here...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SAanZKkaCiI/AAAAAAAAACI/e8BbA7Fn6d0/s1600-h/Photo+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SAanZKkaCiI/AAAAAAAAACI/e8BbA7Fn6d0/s320/Photo+41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190019671366699554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I am now. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SAanZKkaCjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0cikY14FAwA/s1600-h/Photo+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SAanZKkaCjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0cikY14FAwA/s320/Photo+32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190019671366699570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty much a miracle. 1. That my hair is this light, and 2. That my hair is still on my head. It's not as whitish sliver as I'd like but its pretty dang light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-2662155871910747665?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/2662155871910747665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=2662155871910747665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2662155871910747665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2662155871910747665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/04/black-to-white.html' title='Black to white'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/SAanZKkaCiI/AAAAAAAAACI/e8BbA7Fn6d0/s72-c/Photo+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-3053261544738645763</id><published>2008-03-21T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:56:15.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>So last night was the first night in our new house (pictures to come) and it was pretty interesting. The furnace, when it kicks on, makes this sorta loud almost dripping sound and the furnace closet is right next to our bedroom so it woke us up in the middle of the night. That's annoying. Anyway. We have most of our stuff moved in and it's really starting to feel like our home. We don't have internet or cable so I'm scamming off some sucker called Bangerter's wifi signal. What would we do without wifi? Anyway. We picked up our new dryer today (The washer will be here tomorrow. long story on why they aren't together and I'm not actually 100% sure what that story is so I won't be telling it) and then Branden, The Duke, and I made a 4 hour trip to IKEA and bought a bunch of dope junk for our house. Then my parents, Spike, Branden, Danielle, Mitch, The Duke, and I put some stuff together and away and hung out for a while. Some other peeps stopped by too. We still have a lot to do to make it complete but it's really starting to come together. Just thought I would update my mom and Amber on my life since you're the only ones who read this. All in all I'd say it was a productive moving/birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Love, loyalty and respek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-3053261544738645763?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/3053261544738645763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=3053261544738645763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/3053261544738645763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/3053261544738645763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-998708665525484513</id><published>2008-03-16T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:51:55.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R92V2EVBfOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r5k8zj15708/s1600-h/DSC02137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R92V2EVBfOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r5k8zj15708/s320/DSC02137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178459902653332706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new friend Holly. She goes to school with me. I am most likely going to die of a overdose of drama when she leaves. She graduates next week. I don't know what I will do without her. I was considering drugging her and keeping her in my closet at home and dragging her to school with me every day but I think she might be bummed out on that idea. Anyway. Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R92UgEVBfNI/AAAAAAAAABs/Oyp_hyDa8Tc/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R92UgEVBfNI/AAAAAAAAABs/Oyp_hyDa8Tc/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178458425184582866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl that goes to my school owns this amazing device made specifically to create the perfect flat top called the "Flat Topper." It is shaped like a giant pick as you can see but it comes fully equipped with a level so you can get a perfectly flat top. Actually a lot harder to use than you would imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-998708665525484513?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/998708665525484513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=998708665525484513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/998708665525484513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/998708665525484513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-times.html' title='School times.'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R92V2EVBfOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r5k8zj15708/s72-c/DSC02137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-7667255431322094579</id><published>2008-03-16T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:41:38.483-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>Quizzy</title><content type='html'>A- Attached or Single? Attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- Best Friend? The Duke...And Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- Cake or pie? I could never choose. Zimmerman pie. Yogurt cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- Day of choice? Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- Essential Item? Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- Favorite Color? Greeny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- Gummy Bears or Worms? I think I'd have to say bears. Ain't nothing like a white gummy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- Hometown? American Fork, Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- Favorite Indulgence? Diet Pepsi and chips. And pudding. And haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- January or July? Well the last 2 January's have been rough living in a dungeon but I love the winter...January. No! July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- Kids? =death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Life isn't complete without? The Duke, and The Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- Marriage date? September 21st &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- Number of brothers and sisters? 1 sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- Oranges or Apples? I love them both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobia and fears? Mold and spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q- Quote? "A person should not believe in an "-ism," he should believe in himself. I quote John Lennon, "I don't believe in Beatles, I just believe in me." Ferris Bueller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- Reason to smile? The Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- Season of choice? Spring...maybe fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- Tag three people? I don't know anyone that hasn't done this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- Unknown fact about me?  I rarely lose things. Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable? Peas or corn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- Worst habit? Picking my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-Ray or Ultrasound? X-ray. Ultrasounds tend to find babies inside of you so that means they suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y- Your favorite food? I love Massaman (Thai) and Indian food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zodiac sign? Aries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-7667255431322094579?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/7667255431322094579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=7667255431322094579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7667255431322094579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7667255431322094579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/03/quizzy.html' title='Quizzy'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-2688505622829350968</id><published>2008-02-01T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T19:09:45.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Sarah Silverman</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnVJZkDuVBM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hate Tom Cruise. &lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I am a really bad blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-2688505622829350968?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/2688505622829350968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=2688505622829350968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2688505622829350968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2688505622829350968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-sarah-silverman.html' title='I Love Sarah Silverman'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-3775088440501993538</id><published>2007-12-09T10:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T10:32:49.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown one week</title><content type='html'>I played in the snow with my chicken today. I just wish Frank could have been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0lsCmICI/AAAAAAAAABE/rH1gDHwJSyw/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0lsCmICI/AAAAAAAAABE/rH1gDHwJSyw/s320/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142042696632115234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0mcCmIDI/AAAAAAAAABM/aE4EXpAzlF0/s1600-h/DSC02046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0mcCmIDI/AAAAAAAAABM/aE4EXpAzlF0/s320/DSC02046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142042709517017138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0m8CmIEI/AAAAAAAAABU/gsjpuS2IXT4/s1600-h/DSC02047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0m8CmIEI/AAAAAAAAABU/gsjpuS2IXT4/s320/DSC02047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142042718106951746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0nMCmIFI/AAAAAAAAABc/-Ot1FzeKC30/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0nMCmIFI/AAAAAAAAABc/-Ot1FzeKC30/s320/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142042722401919058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0ncCmIGI/AAAAAAAAABk/azmEok1J2yo/s1600-h/DSC02056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0ncCmIGI/AAAAAAAAABk/azmEok1J2yo/s320/DSC02056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142042726696886370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-3775088440501993538?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/3775088440501993538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=3775088440501993538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/3775088440501993538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/3775088440501993538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/12/countdown-one-week.html' title='Countdown one week'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/R1w0lsCmICI/AAAAAAAAABE/rH1gDHwJSyw/s72-c/DSC02040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-8091401062530668880</id><published>2007-12-06T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:45:24.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>I know!! I'm officially the WORST blogger ever. But today I was thinking about the 7 deadly sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrath&lt;br /&gt;2. Gluttony&lt;br /&gt;3. Pride&lt;br /&gt;4. Lust&lt;br /&gt;5. Envy&lt;br /&gt;6. Sloth&lt;br /&gt;7. Greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-8091401062530668880?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/8091401062530668880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=8091401062530668880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8091401062530668880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/8091401062530668880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts....'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-7899619698284495108</id><published>2007-11-12T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:36:44.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this show</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that if I had the chance, I would leave the Frank for Bret. He's the one on the left, with the facial hair. Yea so Josh...I was thinking....Sorry Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/RzkpX1zfX8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k8vdl6awSdU/s1600-h/Conchords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/RzkpX1zfX8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k8vdl6awSdU/s320/Conchords.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132178739922165698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Bret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-7899619698284495108?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/7899619698284495108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=7899619698284495108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7899619698284495108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/7899619698284495108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-this-show.html' title='I love this show'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/RzkpX1zfX8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k8vdl6awSdU/s72-c/Conchords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-4268017120912698054</id><published>2007-11-10T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:49:05.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A taste of los wedding...</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of our amazing wedding. I hope you enjoy them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzalp1zfX7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OauUcSlVwcI/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzalp1zfX7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OauUcSlVwcI/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131470963671523250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai8VzfX3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/DMTPHVzTB08/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai8VzfX3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/DMTPHVzTB08/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131467982964219762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai-VzfX5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/M61XbToNcm8/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai-VzfX5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/M61XbToNcm8/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131468017323958162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai9FzfX4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8YsDuRc4I4M/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzai9FzfX4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/8YsDuRc4I4M/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131467995849121666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went Disco roller skating. Yea. I wore short shorts and tube socks. That's not all!! I had a shirt on. I was skating to the glorious sounds of the 70's. I don't really love disco but skating sure is a blast. I may try to find some of my very own leather roller skates. (If anyone needed an idea of what to get me for Christmas, there ya go. Size 7) Anyway, I had fun but now my ankle hurts. It hurts because I'm an awesome skater. Thats right&lt;br /&gt;The Frank is home a week from tomorrow. I'm gonna go to bed now cause I have a headache. As soon as my chicken is finished eating he will join me in the sack. I must leave you for now. More later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Lilly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-4268017120912698054?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/4268017120912698054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=4268017120912698054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4268017120912698054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4268017120912698054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/11/taste-of-los-wedding.html' title='A taste of los wedding...'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_frU7p0LB6Kg/Rzalp1zfX7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OauUcSlVwcI/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-5950165879385510384</id><published>2007-11-04T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:39:20.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time....</title><content type='html'>Well everyone, I am back from my slump of no writing. A whole lot has happened since I last wrote. The Frank and I got hitched. Most beautiful wedding ever I might add. For pictures, go to www.jonathan.instaproofs.com and click on Weston/Dyke wedding. Yes I know. How embarrassing. Anyway, it was amazing. Next on our agenda of adventures, we flew to Montego Bay Jamaica and spent a lovely week in the humid but lovely Jamaican tropic. Swimming in the Caribbean (no pirates but you bet your ass I was looking), drinking delicious virgin drinks, and being offered weed everywhere we went. You know we got totally blazed! Then it was home for 2 days then off to Mexico with Bill Tuttles and co. We ate some of the most delicious pork tacos ever while we were there. Oh and we were almost eaten my an army of squirrels in a park in Mexico City. A day before my Frank, I flew home so I could start school the next day. I am going to school to learn to be pretty, and make others pretty as well. No I am not going to be a cosmetic surgeon. I am, in fact, going to hair school. By now, I am nearly 5 weeks in and it's a lot more challenging than you would imagine. Oh I also cut off all my hair. Frank is off on another adventure with B. Tuttles and co. across the giant lake we all know as the Atlantic. I just wanted to give everyone a brief update on my life, since I've been MIA for quite some time. I will try to keep up on my writing starting now. I must go snuggle with my little chicken boy. &lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Lilly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-5950165879385510384?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/5950165879385510384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=5950165879385510384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/5950165879385510384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/5950165879385510384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time....'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-2154950749523181068</id><published>2007-08-17T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T16:59:44.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight.</title><content type='html'>Franks 2 teenage sisters are sleeping at my house tonight. Wish me luck. Any suggestions on how to entertain 2 overdramatic teenagers? I don't even know what teenagers eat. Burgers and candy? Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-2154950749523181068?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/2154950749523181068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=2154950749523181068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2154950749523181068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2154950749523181068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/08/tonight.html' title='Tonight.'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-2929128881154978292</id><published>2007-08-14T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T21:13:54.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8.</title><content type='html'>I got my foot tattooed today. Now that's what I call a Hurts Donut! Anyway. I miss my Frank. I also finished Harry Potter #5. I started on Harry Potter #6. I'm already about 1/4 through it. I don't feel very good. I just wanted to check in and tell you all that I'm lonely and my foot hurts. Next topic: Countdown 5 weeks until I marry the Frank. Yahoo!!! Next Topic: I was right. My wedding will be sweeter than Ali's. I'm marrying my Frank so that's why. &lt;br /&gt;Well, time to hit the sack...wish me luck on not barfing before I walk the 5 feet to my bed. I miss eating Cheetos and drinking fresca with Frank. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Lilly&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Can you tell I have ADD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-2929128881154978292?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/2929128881154978292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=2929128881154978292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2929128881154978292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2929128881154978292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-8.html' title='Day 8.'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-2071145250970028488</id><published>2007-08-10T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T14:52:38.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ali's wedding</title><content type='html'>I'm headed to Ali's wedding. Mine is gonna be badder asser. Cause Frank and I are badder asser. Anyway. I'm wearing a cute dress that the straps fall down and some red shoes, neither of which are mine. Mother and Father are gone. Everyone is leaving me. I'll let you all know how the wedding was when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-2071145250970028488?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/2071145250970028488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=2071145250970028488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2071145250970028488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/2071145250970028488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/08/alis-wedding.html' title='Ali&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-4313186895226235947</id><published>2007-08-07T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:32:49.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2.</title><content type='html'>Today was a day just like any other...'cept lonelier. I woke up with my chicken by my side as usual but there was a definite indent where the Frank usually sleeps. It might have just been an indent in the pillow from his abnormally large noggin but an indent nonetheless (is that one or three words?) Anyway. I woke up and got read to go to work.  BOOORRIING! It was, however, nice to turn some music on while I was getting ready. So I went to work and did the normal stuff, drank a Rockstar, ate a granola bar, my usual stuff. Then I had to go apply for the ol' passport, this time with my proof of birth in tow. I got to the post office and got in line where a red headed woman was also applying for her passport. She was about 3-5 people in front of me in line. She got up to the desk and she didn't have the proper picture for her passport. It was on a blue background and they have to be on a white background. So instead of paying the $15 to get her picture taken at the post office, where she already was, she decided to take the postal workers advice and drive to Costco to get $5 pictures taken. Now, this just puzzles me because she wasted her time waiting in line with a picture that was wrong (it says on the website where she printed her damn application that the photos have to be on a white background), then she held up the line with her stupid questions about how much cheaper the pictures were at Costco, then she pry wasted $10 worth of her time and her gas driving to and from Costco to save a lousy $10 on passport photos. Also there was an elderly woman and her much much more elderly mother I would assume, 2 people in front of me, bickering about whether or not the older woman would like to sit down on the bench. SHE WANTED TO STAND DAMNIT!! Then there is a guy after them, with the giantest bluetooth headset I've ever seen on and his phone rang and he took his phone out of his pocket and held it while he talked on his headset...what the shit does he have Goliaths headset on if he's not going to take advantage of the handsfreeness. Then there is me, lovely and cool and not doing anything stupid or annoying I'm sure. After a bit of time, the girl behind me storms out of the post office mumbling something about not having all day to wait in line or something. In walks a lady with a stroller with a little girl that is pry 2 and another little boy walking with her that was pry 4ish. This little boy has a Teddy Bear. The lady walks up and gets in line behind me, and then leaves her stroller to keep her spot and goes to find some sort of envelope to put her items in. So her little asshole son walks up to me and smacks me with the Teddy Bear and I whipped around and said "Hey!!" and gave him a nasty look. His mother, of course, didn't see. P.S. Incase any of you readers don't know, I strongly dislike 99.9% of kids. I don't ever intend to have any and, luckily, my Frank doesn't want them either (although I may have swayed him to that side after we met. He was on the fence before I think) Anyway. I finally get up to the desk and the postal worker had the nastiest stank breath ever. I thought I was gonna die of stank! So gross. $200 later, I had officially applied for my U.S. Passport. Jamaica here we come!! Then it was back to work. 5 o'clock. Thank the lord. I came home to my chicken and we snuggled and played a bit. Then I went to buy wedding/shower gifts for Ali with my 2 homies. Towels, whatnot. Then, it being August 7th and all, we went to Bangkok Grill and had some yummy yellow curry. Quite tasty if I do say so myself. Then we went to Macey's and got August 7th maple bars. Again, quite tasty. Now I'm just at home, being bored and I think I'll go read Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Lillly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-4313186895226235947?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/4313186895226235947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=4313186895226235947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4313186895226235947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4313186895226235947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-2.html' title='Day 2.'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-4297647637088331506</id><published>2007-08-06T16:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:47:49.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1.</title><content type='html'>Captains  Log.&lt;br /&gt;My chicken and I have been left. We are quite sad, although we know that one day, Frank shall return. I came home from a long hard day of opening boxes to a very excited chicken. He was so excited, he began to chirp. Now I know chickens don't chirp, but my chicken is quite unique. He has ears. And today my chicken came running to me with his ears pinned back so far, I thought they had been cut off. I think he knows the Frank has left. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Today was rather uneventful. Woke up, showered, airport, Kinkos (where I took a particularly haggard looking photo of myself for my passport), then the post office to get said passport, stood in line for about 5 minutes before I realized that you can't get a passport without your birth certificate. So now I am off to the Fork to get my proof of birth (I know it's hard to believe that I wasn't dropped off by a space ship), but the chicken and I are headed off to get the one thing I need before I can jetset to Jamaica with my Frank, should he ever return. &lt;br /&gt;Love always, Lilly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-4297647637088331506?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/4297647637088331506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=4297647637088331506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4297647637088331506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/4297647637088331506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-1.html' title='Day 1.'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2751202471161665017.post-1329572162062424031</id><published>2007-07-27T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:21:06.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;ook mom! i have a blog. my blog could be boring. or it could be amazing. we shall see. all i have to say today is when i go to the bank, i really don't like to go to the stall right at the window. it's quite awkward. does this thing have spell check? anyway. i don't like it because i feel like the teller is just sitting there staring at me. and if i look up into the window, i look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; being impatient. i don't like it. from now on, i vow, even if it is open and there is a car in every other lane, i shall not go to the one right at the window. nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2751202471161665017-1329572162062424031?l=megaladon3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/feeds/1329572162062424031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2751202471161665017&amp;postID=1329572162062424031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/1329572162062424031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2751202471161665017/posts/default/1329572162062424031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megaladon3.blogspot.com/2007/07/1st-session.html' title='1st session'/><author><name>Lilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01100979866497938235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
