<?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-5698007</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:04:36.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5698007.post-110602953677491821</id><published>2005-01-17T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T23:25:36.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arn't they cute?? Those are my puppies Mya and Lola...some people think they're funny looking, and they can be sometimes, but they are so much fun!  In my next life i want to be a dog...all they do is play eat and sleep...literally...but they get into so much trouble...they love to burrow, their favourite place being my mothers potted trees...walked into the room one day and one puppy was inside </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/110602953677491821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=110602953677491821' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110602953677491821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110602953677491821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2005/01/arnt-they-cute-those-are-my-puppies.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-110593710400205346</id><published>2005-01-16T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T21:45:04.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today was my birthday...20 sounds so old!!Last night a bunch of us went to dixons and attempted to go to the roadhouse, but ended up at outlaws instead. Dixons was like a high school reunion there were so many people there that we graduated with and hadn't seen in forever, so that was pretty cool. I'm finally getting an Ipod mini...i'm just debating about the colour...i've always been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/110593710400205346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=110593710400205346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110593710400205346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110593710400205346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-today-was-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-110341031741097832</id><published>2004-12-18T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T15:51:57.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow this post is pointless...as i have approximately 5 hits per week. However it's writing this post or studying for organic chem and obviously this is a higher priority. Ahh i really really don't want to study...its so incredibly boring, i wish i was finished and could curl up on the couch and watch tv all night....or maybe even go out, considering work is my social life now, i havn't gone out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/110341031741097832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=110341031741097832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110341031741097832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/110341031741097832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow-this-post-is-pointless.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109747160288982123</id><published>2004-10-10T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T23:13:22.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So incredibly tired...too much turkey, just want to curl up and go to sleep.  So tempting...maybe i can get up early and work on my papers...hmmm.I had the coolest genetic lab at Foothills hopsital on friday, we got to manipulate DNA and did the whole CSI thing, where you match up DNA to identify people..it was so cool.need sleep....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109747160288982123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109747160288982123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109747160288982123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109747160288982123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-incredibly-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109703799928110942</id><published>2004-10-05T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:04:38.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know for a fact that no one ever reads this anymore, so as i'm bored i'm just going to ramble on to myself. Last year i used this journal as a procrastination tool, but guess what this year i'm not procrastinating!I don't know why i didn't think that last year was important. I would cram and study before the test, do a shitty ass job on the assignments, and didn't really learn anything that i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109703799928110942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109703799928110942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109703799928110942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109703799928110942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-know-for-fact-that-no-one-ever-reads.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109484970161596815</id><published>2004-09-10T14:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:08:07.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love school....the courses i'm taking are so interesting, and actually not boring which is a nice change. I keep on running into people that i havn't talked to in forever, and the school is FULL of gorgeous guys. I've already met a whole bunch of new people (and guys) and everyone is really nice.The puppies are getting into so much trouble, but they're still really cute. They chewed a hole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109484970161596815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109484970161596815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109484970161596815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109484970161596815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-love-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109468806605816217</id><published>2004-09-08T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T18:01:06.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Day Of School........I had to get up at 5:45 to be at my 8:00 cpsc class at UofC, where they kept us for a total of 5 minutes.  I ran into yoeun at the train station which was cool, i havn't seen him in a couple of weeks.  Had anthro at 9, which looks kinda cool, o-chem at 10, hopefully second time is the charm, i really really have to work so i don't fail again. After chem i hopped on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109468806605816217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109468806605816217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109468806605816217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109468806605816217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109409659182143008</id><published>2004-09-01T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T21:43:11.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Template, New School Year, New Books, New Friends, New Stationary Supplies, New Clothes...wow I love this time of year...its exciting you have no idea what its going to be like.I went to the trews concert last night which was good.  I really really like their opening band "tupelo honey"  i almost liked them better then the trews, plus they were pretty hot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109409659182143008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109409659182143008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109409659182143008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109409659182143008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-template-new-school-year-new-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-109132021463816686</id><published>2004-07-31T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T18:30:14.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow i havn't written in here in forever....too busy having fun this summer.  I went to vegas/san diego for 2 weeks, got promoted to ass. manager at work, and got 2 puppies 3 days ago.  They are so cute! havn't named them yet.I have no idea where i'm going to school next year...st. mary's is my backup plan, i'm still waiting on uofc and mount royal so we'll see how that works out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/109132021463816686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=109132021463816686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109132021463816686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/109132021463816686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/07/wow-i-havnt-written-in-here-in-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108689556026532149</id><published>2004-06-10T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T13:27:04.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a total lack of motivation for everything right nowI get home from school and all i want to do is crawl back in bed and sleep till tomorrow.This past week was pretty fun went down to 17th after every game which was a total blast.  Apparently i was pretty drunk on saturday, i can't ever remember being that drunk before...but it was a fun time till the next morning when i woke up still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108689556026532149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108689556026532149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108689556026532149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108689556026532149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-have-total-lack-of-motivation-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108620493308494549</id><published>2004-06-02T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T13:35:33.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow its hard to believe its been a year since grad.  It feels like its been a month, not a year...so much stuff has happened though.   I wish we could go back, it was so depressing seeing everyone all dressed up taking pictures in front of their limo.  We went to 17th after the game, it sucks we lost, but oh well...I watched Love Acutally yesterday for the first time, it is such a good movie!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108620493308494549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108620493308494549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108620493308494549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108620493308494549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/06/wow-its-hard-to-believe-its-been-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108589892329346928</id><published>2004-05-30T00:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T00:35:23.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok i did it, i quit payless, there was a bunch of reasons why.  They all piled up and i got really really stressed out about it, sure it was good money and it was an easy job, but i was getting totally burned out.  MOnday night is my day off in 24 days, so i'm going down to 17th for the game...hopefully i can convince some friends to go or else it'll just be me and all the drunks....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108589892329346928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108589892329346928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108589892329346928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108589892329346928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-i-did-it-i-quit-payless-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108550058565958312</id><published>2004-05-25T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T09:56:25.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love my job.  i know i know, all of you non theater people can't understand why i'm still there, and why i don't get a "real job".   Now i've tried getting different jobs 3 times now, the first two i won't even get into, they just wouldn't work out due to demanding schedules/cleaning up after sick people.  Payless is the opposite its so incredibly easy i know how to do everything that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108550058565958312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108550058565958312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108550058565958312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108550058565958312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-love-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108529470783133310</id><published>2004-05-23T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T00:45:07.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow i'm really really drumk right now...so muchg fun, can't see straight, son't know how i'm typiung right...you guys suck for not coming, you know who you are, always making excuxes for not hangingout with ous anymore...i miss how things used to be last year, hanging out with evveryonej, its like our old friends dont' even know we exist, sure w4'll say we'll get together but we neve rdo, lots of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108529470783133310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108529470783133310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108529470783133310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108529470783133310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/wow-im-really-really-drumk-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108524167889436113</id><published>2004-05-22T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T10:03:49.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out the cool new pics rach took from our limo ride to the club the other night at www.whitespotistherightspot.blogspot.com  Thanks Rach!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108524167889436113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108524167889436113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108524167889436113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108524167889436113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/check-out-cool-new-pics-rach-took-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108515458534607588</id><published>2004-05-21T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:49:45.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow its been almost a week since i've updated, i think thats the longest i've ever gone.  I have a tendencey to take on way more then i can handle, and i'm totally feeling it now.  Payless is a great job its so much fun and its easy! nothing complicated to it at all.  There are only 6 of us that work there, and 2 of them are managers.  I have to stay at this job for a bit, i've quit the last two</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108515458534607588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108515458534607588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108515458534607588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108515458534607588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/wow-its-been-almost-week-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108466891134266031</id><published>2004-05-15T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T18:55:11.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah so i must be crazy...i had two weeks off of school, had enough of doing nothing asides from work, so i went and signed up for a spring course at UofC.  So on monday i start organic chem, it should be fun, i've heard nothing else except for how hard it is so we'll see how i'll manage to try and pass that and work two jobs....so incredibly tempting to quit payless but i'm not going to for at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108466891134266031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108466891134266031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108466891134266031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108466891134266031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/yeah-so-i-must-be-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108449826716186261</id><published>2004-05-13T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T19:31:07.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Working two jobs sucks, i don't know how people do it, its too much work and i'm lazy...the whole summer better not be like this...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108449826716186261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108449826716186261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108449826716186261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108449826716186261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/working-two-jobs-sucks-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108424251327275529</id><published>2004-05-10T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:28:33.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow there's been a real lack of blogging lately, now that everyone's back home and we all have jobs and stuff no one seems to be updating anymore.So Friday I worked from 2-10 in the bar, it was dead.  I can't remember if i did anything friday night i don't think so but i can't be sure.  Oh yeah it was awesome, the starbucks in chapters was giving away free tall frappacinoes all day long, it was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108424251327275529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108424251327275529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108424251327275529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108424251327275529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/wow-theres-been-real-lack-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108399273535236884</id><published>2004-05-07T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T23:11:46.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a  pretty interesting day.  I woke up failry early and went to the gym.  That afternoon i attempted to go to a job fair with sabrina, we took one look at the line that wrapped around the corner and left.  We didn't get home till like 5 that night, i started to get ready for our trip to the bar, when I got a call from my brother at 6:30 in a panic.  He was at the saddledome for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108399273535236884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108399273535236884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108399273535236884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108399273535236884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/yesterday-was-pretty-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108379437610609912</id><published>2004-05-05T15:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T16:02:47.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazy last couple of days, i havn't been feeling that great and i have killer migraine today which makes it even better.   I had a prehire interview thing at Payless yesterday day, it was kinda pointless, but i need to find another job for during the day or else i'm going to go crazy its really really weird not having anything to do during the day.  I'm so psyched for tomorrow night, its going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108379437610609912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108379437610609912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108379437610609912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108379437610609912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/lazy-last-couple-of-days-i-havnt-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108368736080963695</id><published>2004-05-04T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T10:18:42.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow what a game last night, so intense, a really good game, and it ended as it should!! i can't believe we took them in six.  Went to BP's for like 15 minutes, felt really really sick, called my mom she came and picked me up, so i watched the rest of the game from the couch in my pj's.  Still feel kinda shitty, my brother is home sick today too, hopefully its just some 24 hour flu thing.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108368736080963695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108368736080963695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108368736080963695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108368736080963695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/wow-what-game-last-night-so-intense.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108362268756706901</id><published>2004-05-03T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T16:21:02.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAY ONE OF THE JOB HUNTJason, Mike, Alanna, Rach and I went down to the hire a student career fair this morning and it was quite dissapointing, there were only a few companies there and the only one worth applying for was sport check.  Later i went out and applied at about 12 different places, so hopefully something will turn up....lol payless shoes just called and asked me to come in for an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108362268756706901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108362268756706901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108362268756706901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108362268756706901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/day-one-of-job-hunt-jason-mike-alanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108354063738133730</id><published>2004-05-02T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:33:46.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go Grandin!! you guys were awesome!I can't believe we drove all the way out to red deer.  We left late, had to pick up jason from downtown. Drove like 150 the whole way there, paul has such a nice car, some sort of acura and wow can that car drive.  We got to red deer in one hour which is amazing.  We got lost and couldn't find the centrium, luckily we were able to get ahold of alanna, or else </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108354063738133730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108354063738133730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108354063738133730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108354063738133730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/05/go-grandin-you-guys-were-awesome-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108336101879319402</id><published>2004-04-30T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T15:40:06.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>!!!!NO MORE SCHOOL FOR FOUR MONTHS!!!!I think i failed my physics test this morning, like literally failed.  I hope i had a high enough lecture mark to pass the course cuz i really really don't want to take it again.  I'm so excited to be done.  I'm going to go out searching for a second job this weekend.  I need to make money this summer. Its  exciting, a new job, new people, new stuff to do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108336101879319402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108336101879319402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108336101879319402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108336101879319402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/no-more-school-for-four-months-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108327098457547116</id><published>2004-04-29T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T14:41:11.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't do itI've tried to study, my mind wanders, i'll read the same sentence over and over and then realize that i have no idea what i just read.  I can't focus.  I tried reading the textbook, but i fell asleep. Part of me just wants to say screw it, its my last final, i'll just not study for it and see how it goes.  Its so tempting, but i hate failing at anything.  And its not like i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108327098457547116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108327098457547116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108327098457547116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108327098457547116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-cant-do-it-ive-tried-to-study-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108326225766854482</id><published>2004-04-29T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T12:14:04.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I changed the template, but its not working for me,  it just doesn't click, can't find one i like.....Yesterday was the longest day, i should have studied more for my math test but oh well.  Work was actually pretty fun yesterday, lots of good people were working so it went by pretty fast.Last exam tomorrow, yay for physics!! haha last physics course i ever have to take.This year has been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108326225766854482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108326225766854482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108326225766854482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108326225766854482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-changed-template-but-its-not-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108315810307639884</id><published>2004-04-28T07:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T07:18:48.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So its 7 in the morning...early you say? not quite, i've been up since 4 this morning, yes thats right 4AM.  I am the queen of procrastination.  I technically did not start stuyding for my linear algebra exam until this morning, my exam is at 9AM.  I had ALL of yesterday to study but did i, no.  I worked out in the morning, watched some TV, suntanned out on the deck with my books (at least i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108315810307639884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108315810307639884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108315810307639884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108315810307639884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-its-7-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108307600797690065</id><published>2004-04-27T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T08:29:51.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay for self tanner!! I'm not going to deny it, say i went some place warm, or fake and bake.  This is the first succesfful, not too streaky time that it actually looks real, the rest of the time it was a disaster.  See the eye doctor discovered when i was little that i have no pigment in my eyes, he showed me two picture of a normal eye and my eye, you can see right through mine, while a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108307600797690065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108307600797690065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108307600797690065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108307600797690065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/yay-for-self-tanner-im-not-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108300229065964337</id><published>2004-04-26T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T12:01:13.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay 4 down 2 to go!!Studied literally all day yesterday for bio, and i aced it, i didn't go to bed till 2 this morning and got up a 6:30 to study some more, but i know that i got over 87%on it!!!  Went to the mall picked up some chinese food, now i'm going to get into my pjs watch a movie, take a nap, and then start studying for algebra....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108300229065964337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108300229065964337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108300229065964337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108300229065964337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/yay-4-down-2-to-go-studied-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108291831552209760</id><published>2004-04-25T12:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T12:41:37.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the back alley last night, i shoulda just went home after work, i was way to tired and sick, oh well, next weekend will be a good weekend to party it up.  I raked the whole entire lawn yesterday morning, we live on a corner lot so thats a lot of grass, my back is so sore this morning.  I write bio tomorrow, i'm totally not ready for it yet, and once again i'm procrastinating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108291831552209760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108291831552209760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108291831552209760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108291831552209760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/went-to-back-alley-last-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108274765743095315</id><published>2004-04-23T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T13:19:18.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow a whole day without blogging, i dont' know how i restrained myself.Yesterday was supposed to be a productive stuyding for chem day, and it proved to be everything but that. Instead:I worked outHad some breakfastShoweredDid my hairDid some laundryStudided for about 30 minutesGot ready to go out for lunch with dan, lindsey and sabrinaWent to whitespot, had to put up with the angry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108274765743095315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108274765743095315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108274765743095315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108274765743095315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/wow-whole-day-without-blogging-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108259730086993619</id><published>2004-04-21T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T19:31:19.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My little brother is soo cute, about 5 days ago he had me help him make up some posters, one that says Honk for Flames, and the other one says Go Flames Go.  Every day he's gone out and stood on the corner by macs with his friends and all the cars are going crazy, it's so cool the spirit everyone has now.  Except for one jerk who lives next door to the road, he yelled at them today and threatened</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108259730086993619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108259730086993619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108259730086993619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108259730086993619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-little-brother-is-soo-cute-about-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108259022113110285</id><published>2004-04-21T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T17:33:19.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel bad, i'm such a selfish person.  My cousins uncle died yesterday so their family is going up to Kelowna with my dad on thursday for the funeral.  Our other cousin and his mom are coming to calgary for a vollyball tournament and were supposed to be staying with them and now since they're leaving they have to stay at our house, which means i'm kicked out of my room during final week.  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108259022113110285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108259022113110285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108259022113110285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108259022113110285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-feel-bad-im-such-selfish-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108255742998604628</id><published>2004-04-21T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T08:26:48.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Noooo I'm getting sick i can feel the cold setting in, i've been trying to fight it with a multitude of vitamins, but the sore throat is getting worse and i can feel my glands swelling up.  First exam is in 4.5 hours, english...i'm so glad i went to the library yesterday, i ran into rowelyn and lana, which was a lifesaver.  I lost my bio notebook about a month ago, so i was able to photocoy all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108255742998604628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108255742998604628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108255742998604628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108255742998604628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/noooo-im-getting-sick-i-can-feel-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108247087900050417</id><published>2004-04-20T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T08:24:43.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WE ROCK!! THE FLAMES ARE AMAZING!!!Went to the Bull and Finch in Bridlewood last night, it was the only place we could get a table at.  It was sooo much fun, i think i did something to my voice on that last goal, my throat is so sore this morning, but wow what an amazing game!!!Did no stuyding yesterday at all, feel kinda guilty now, but i'll make up for it today.Sounds like the LA trip is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108247087900050417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108247087900050417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108247087900050417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108247087900050417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/we-rock-flames-are-amazing-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108238429025268256</id><published>2004-04-19T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T08:21:06.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone want to find Tara a second job????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108238429025268256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108238429025268256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108238429025268256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108238429025268256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/anyone-want-to-find-tara-second-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108232847147131998</id><published>2004-04-18T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T16:50:46.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i think i've kinda decided what i want to do when i grow up, be an optometrist.   I've always wanted to be a doctor, but i don't really want to have the crazy, always on the run lifestyle of emergency/hospital doctors, and a general practioner has no appeal to me at all.  I kinda wanted to have my own buisness and with optometry i could do that.  Plus it isn't a program where you need to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108232847147131998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108232847147131998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108232847147131998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108232847147131998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-i-think-ive-kinda-decided-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108230177439454263</id><published>2004-04-18T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T09:25:49.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ughh eating a whole choclate bunny in one day is not the best idea...So dissapointed that we lost last night, but it was a good game, oh well this just means we have to beat them in vancouver</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108230177439454263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108230177439454263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108230177439454263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108230177439454263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/ughh-eating-whole-choclate-bunny-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108222673049094827</id><published>2004-04-17T12:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T12:35:04.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone was at the movies last night it was crazy:Kendall and her friendsAlex and Trishcamabout 5 of the people i used to work with at FSerin and morganplus the usual groupies who have no life and come in everyday.Had a mini hockey party with the relatives on thursday, lots of good food, wings, nachos, the usual, was a good game kipper is amazing, plus he's cute with that little red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108222673049094827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108222673049094827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108222673049094827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108222673049094827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/everyone-was-at-movies-last-night-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108204850497561406</id><published>2004-04-15T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T11:04:37.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was fun, i'm so glad i went, super tired now, but i'll survive.I got suckered into working but told them i could only stay till 10:30, got out of there around 10:45, raced home because i forgot my ID, and headed over to shanks.  Everyone was still there just playing video games and sitting around.  We left and went to Cowboys.  Got drunk really fast which was awesome.  I was totally</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108204850497561406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108204850497561406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108204850497561406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108204850497561406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/last-night-was-fun-im-so-glad-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108195136506470894</id><published>2004-04-14T08:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T08:05:36.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Only in calgary can we go from being able to wear shorts and a tank top one day to haveing to wear a scarf and a winter coat the next day.  There's a heavy snowfall warning in effect which is totally gross, its April not January.  Some guy is waxing all the hair on his body right now on Vibe 98.5 for front row 50 cent tickets, he's gotta be crazy, its just 50 cent, and its all the hair on his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108195136506470894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108195136506470894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108195136506470894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108195136506470894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/only-in-calgary-can-we-go-from-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108191836418642631</id><published>2004-04-13T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T22:55:34.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>!!GO FLAMES!!We won!!!!  We won!!!! We won!!!!I wish i had tickets to a gameMaybe i'll buy a jersey....Worked in the bar tonight, didn't sell anything, was actually a pretty fun night</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108191836418642631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108191836418642631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108191836418642631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108191836418642631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/go-flames-we-won-we-won-we-won-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108189103471437941</id><published>2004-04-13T15:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T15:20:05.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Worked last night...hung out with lindsey, sabrina, catherine and matt after, watched some interesting "videos" havn't laughed that hard in a long time guys...some of that stuff i never ever want to see again.  I wrote my final math midterm on eculdean n space, and i think i failed one of the hardest tests so far this year well asides from calculus but thats a different story. I get to work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108189103471437941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108189103471437941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108189103471437941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108189103471437941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/worked-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108178836849556950</id><published>2004-04-12T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T10:48:57.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You can't pretend things are normal, don't even try, sure be all nice and whatnot but i see right through it. I can pretend that i still don't care , and sure there may be some logic in what you said, but it still doesn't make sense, everything doesn't add up. I've had lots of time to think about stuff, and you know thats a bad thing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108178836849556950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108178836849556950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108178836849556950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108178836849556950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/you-cant-pretend-things-are-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108170386078322742</id><published>2004-04-11T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T11:20:28.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MMM CHOCOLATE!Easter bunny came this morning and i got a ton of chocolate, haha i can feel my eczeama breaking out already.Work was shitty last night, various reasons, i just can't deal with people sometimes...Went to Banff during the day, it was so nice out, but i got burned in the hot springs (which arn't really hot springs anymore cuz they dried up and now they're using municipal water).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108170386078322742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108170386078322742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108170386078322742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108170386078322742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/mmm-chocolate-easter-bunny-came-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108152835452219490</id><published>2004-04-09T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T10:39:32.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am totally an emotional eater, when I feel down theres nothing else that I'd rather do then cuddle up with a jumbo box of oreos...however I'm trying to eat healthier, so I only ate half the box...haha well maybe a row, but anyways instead of turning to food I went shopping yesterday, I spent so much money, it felt so good, I went down to TD all by myself, I LOVE that mall, and bought something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108152835452219490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108152835452219490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108152835452219490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108152835452219490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-totally-emotional-eater-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108144313411484343</id><published>2004-04-08T10:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T10:54:58.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who wants to go to the bar sometime this weekend? Apparently i need to date other people so i better get started...anyways...i'm skipping 3 of my four classes today to go shopping down at TD, i'm excited, we got paid today which is probably a bad thing, since i'm supposed to be saving money, but oh well i havn't been shopping in forever, well last night, but before that its been months.  I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108144313411484343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108144313411484343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108144313411484343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108144313411484343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/who-wants-to-go-to-bar-sometime-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108135117836441746</id><published>2004-04-07T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T09:22:22.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had my last chem lab for four months yesterday, it was awesome we had so much fun, we have the best lab session, we're all friends so its always a good time.  I spilt 17M acetic acid on my finger,  which is pretty strong, considering that vinegar is only like 5%, it hurt, and then i was stupid and smelt it, wow that burns, you think i'd have learned somtehing after all of these years of chem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108135117836441746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108135117836441746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108135117836441746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108135117836441746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-had-my-last-chem-lab-for-four-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108126794211877816</id><published>2004-04-06T10:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T10:15:05.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I NEED to go to LA.  I have my heart set on going now, there's just the parents left to convince.  My mom really really doesn't want me to go, she's just worried, her excuse is that there are lots of serial killers down there, her suggestion was to go all inclusive to mexico, but i want to go to LA.  Plus the roadtrip will be amazing, so much fun, and it won't be expensive either 600 bucks top is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108126794211877816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108126794211877816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108126794211877816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108126794211877816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-need-to-go-to-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108117869752392261</id><published>2004-04-05T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T09:27:39.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a chickenand its a good thing.I was planning on being assertive and just do what i thought was best, but then i realized that it was totally the wrong time, that i didn't actually want to do it, and that we needed to have an actual talk before anything happens. 4 days down 1 day to go, i hate working all weekend, it wasn't that bad but i just wanted to go out and do something.  Yay for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108117869752392261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108117869752392261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108117869752392261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108117869752392261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-chicken-and-its-good-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108109875605620644</id><published>2004-04-04T11:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T11:15:17.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arg i just don't want to deal with any of this crap anymore...at all. like seriously things can't work both ways, you may think they can but they can't.  It's almost like a game right now, see who gives in first...i promised myself i wouldn't, but i don't think i can handle much more, its too hard, i need to feel important, have a little bit of priority, but there's none of that at all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108109875605620644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108109875605620644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108109875605620644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108109875605620644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/arg-i-just-dont-want-to-deal-with-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108101167201899176</id><published>2004-04-03T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T10:03:52.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Work last night was fun, way better then thursday...thursday night sucked.  You wouldn't think it but i'm actually a very social person, and on thursday night the only person that was working was shawn, so i had really no one to talk to, i finished all my crap early in the night, so the rest of the night sucked. and i even contemplated quitting. but Friday night was fun, a ton of people were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108101167201899176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108101167201899176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108101167201899176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108101167201899176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/work-last-night-was-fun-way-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108083872826846272</id><published>2004-04-01T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T10:01:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was so much fun...I met up with tim and all of his friends at grandin, saw all the band people practicing in the gym.The first half of the play was really good, i couldn't tell you about the second half cuz i left during intermission. I met up with mike and paul at FLC to work out and attempt to teach me how to play squash...it was interesting...i'm sure i'll get the hang of it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108083872826846272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108083872826846272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108083872826846272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108083872826846272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/04/last-night-was-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108077675542721481</id><published>2004-03-31T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T16:48:32.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is good.Yesterday lindsey came and saved me on my break.  We went and got slurpees, visited nikki at work, and stopped in at o'byrne.  Then this morning rach called me up, she came over we watched a scary movie and ordered chinese food...mmm i love chinese food.  Going  to St. Mary's play tonight with Tim, its at grandin so i'll probably stop in and say hi to all the bandies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108077675542721481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108077675542721481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108077675542721481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108077675542721481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/life-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108068179270261022</id><published>2004-03-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T14:28:06.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>! ! ! SUMMER ! ! !It is absolultly gorgeous outside!  And its stifling in here, i can't wait to be done school.  I really really hope that it doesn't snow in april, i can take rain, but just not snow.  So i've been thinking of what i'm going to do with all the money i'm going to earn this summer (i'm assuming i'm going to get a job).  I still have to pay back $1375 for the rest of my tuition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108068179270261022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108068179270261022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108068179270261022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108068179270261022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/summer-it-is-absolultly-gorgeous.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108058557577392254</id><published>2004-03-29T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T11:42:10.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a total lack of motivation, i just want to put my head down on the desk and sleep till finals are over.  I Found a whole bunch of interesting/school realated/ what i want to do with the rest of my life kind of jobs today, and they pay 15.80 an hour which is awesome, so i'm going to start applying for those tonight.  The downside is that they are 37.5 hours a week, which could interfere </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108058557577392254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108058557577392254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108058557577392254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108058557577392254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-have-total-lack-of-motivation-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108049492343628113</id><published>2004-03-28T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T11:42:25.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It feel 100 times better, like a gigantic weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.  There are so many things i should have done differently but i didn't, its a learning experience, we still don't know how things are going to work out, but i'm really glad we had that talk.  Went to the back alley last night, massive props to sabrina, lol that was awesome! I'm proud of ya! it was fun, pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108049492343628113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108049492343628113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108049492343628113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108049492343628113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/it-feel-100-times-better-like-gigantic.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108042222060169911</id><published>2004-03-27T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T14:19:33.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was so much fun, i want to go out again tonight! any takers? i work till 10, but i'm free after that so call my cell.  I messed up my arm on the bull last night, thumbs all swollen and bruised now, i can't lift anything heavy with my arm or rotate it very easily cuz i think i pulled a muscle too. played pididle on the way home, very hard to play when your drunk...nikki was the only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108042222060169911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108042222060169911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108042222060169911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108042222060169911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/last-night-was-so-much-fun-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108033934623856833</id><published>2004-03-26T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T15:35:37.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel slightly guilty, skipped 2 of my 3 classes today...had an adventure with rach instead..She stopped by before i had to go to class, she went to go give me a ride to school and we realized her tire was completely flat...we tried to use her pump that hooked up to the battery but the cords weren't long enough, so we ended up pumping up her tire with a bike pump...it was fun, once the tire was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108033934623856833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108033934623856833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108033934623856833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108033934623856833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-feel-slightly-guilty-skipped-2-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108033723732271537</id><published>2004-03-26T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T14:43:09.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't want to go to work tonightGoing to get sloshed after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108033723732271537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108033723732271537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108033723732271537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108033723732271537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/dont-want-to-go-to-work-tonight-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108028260394340026</id><published>2004-03-25T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T23:32:35.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108028260394340026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108028260394340026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108028260394340026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108028260394340026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108025165846915231</id><published>2004-03-25T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:58:35.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm i'd kill to have an arby's cheddar and roast beef sandwhich right now, why'd i decide to give up meat??its so nice outside today, it almost feels like summer...i really really don't want to go to work tonight especially since i have to walk, oh well it's money.I want to get another gym membership, but i don't want to have to pay 500 to get one at the Y again, anyone know of anywhere good?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108025165846915231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108025165846915231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108025165846915231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108025165846915231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/mmm-id-kill-to-have-arbys-cheddar-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108019116770405119</id><published>2004-03-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T22:08:38.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is no way that matt should have gotten voted out, camile wasn't half as good as he was, and he has that charm...i'm addicted to american idol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108019116770405119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108019116770405119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108019116770405119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108019116770405119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/there-is-no-way-that-matt-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108017180134610884</id><published>2004-03-24T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T16:45:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i HATE the smell of formaldehyde! We had to observe a bunch of preserved specimens today, i don't mind touching them, its just the smell, it was kinda cool though, gotta see squids, and sea cucumbers and leeches.. ahh i love bio. The bus ride to school today was pretty cool...the bus driver was from kenya, and this one passenger was from the caribbean.  They were talking about all the cool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108017180134610884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108017180134610884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108017180134610884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108017180134610884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-hate-smell-of-formaldehyde-we-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108014344806853278</id><published>2004-03-24T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T08:53:17.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess who has to work all weekend, yep thats right, thurs, fri, sat and sunday.  Lindsey~ i tried to call you last night but you were probably out getting drunk, so i hope you had an excellent birthday! And i'm definitly coming out on friday after work!Wednesdays are by far my favourite day of the week, i don't have class till 12:30, and i only have 2 classes and a lab</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108014344806853278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108014344806853278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108014344806853278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108014344806853278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/guess-who-has-to-work-all-weekend-yep.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-108008842602242043</id><published>2004-03-23T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T08:31:12.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love chem labs they're so much fun.  Our lab bench is the best we get into so much trouble, have the weirdest conversations (tantric sex, special battery operated "friends")  and still have the highest marks in the class.  Today we nearly got kicked out for having a water fight with our little squeeze bottles, but our instructor likes us cuz we make her laugh.  My little brother got his first</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/108008842602242043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=108008842602242043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108008842602242043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/108008842602242043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-chem-labs-theyre-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107997757629451781</id><published>2004-03-22T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T10:49:51.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh i was in such a bad mood this morning.  I'm better now that i've had time to cool off.  My dad was supposed to leave the car this morning, but he didn't, he didn't want to move his tools from the car to the van, it would seriously have taken in him two minutes.  Then i missed my bus, what the fuck is the point to having a route schedule if you are going to come three minutes early? I know it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107997757629451781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107997757629451781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107997757629451781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107997757629451781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/ahh-i-was-in-such-bad-mood-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107989285331488416</id><published>2004-03-21T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T11:16:40.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stupid computer froze after i finished typing this blog..arrg, too lazy to retype the whole thing.  It was my brother birthday yesterday, felt bad because he fought with my parents all day, but his party was apparently ok, and he got his base so he's happy.  Work was ok last night, better then friday.  Came home from work stole american wedding from my brother..i've tried to watch it twice, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107989285331488416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107989285331488416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107989285331488416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107989285331488416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/stupid-computer-froze-after-i-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107981970073084884</id><published>2004-03-20T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T14:57:26.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never have anything exciting to write anymore.It was an adventure getting to work yesterday, got on the wrong bus, had to get off half way through the route and walk the rest of the way. we were only 10 minutes late which was suprising for the distance we had to walk.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107981970073084884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107981970073084884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107981970073084884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107981970073084884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-never-have-anything-exciting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107971488066029118</id><published>2004-03-19T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T09:50:25.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did anyone else notice that it smelled like spring yesterday?It could be because i was near fish creek, but it sure smelled good.  Then it snowed.It was more like it was raining slush.It was awesome to drive through,You'd hit one small puddle and it'd all go flying.  I hate being a girl.Why do i have to analyze everything? Why can't i just accept stuff at face value?I hate doubting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107971488066029118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107971488066029118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107971488066029118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107971488066029118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/did-anyone-else-notice-that-it-smelled.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107965676765260319</id><published>2004-03-18T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T17:41:51.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I set a record today, I was at school for nine hours straight, i'm never ever there that long, i always go home on my breaks, but today i was stranded (lack of car) so i actually stayed and did work.  I'm very impressed with myself, and i only blogged twice.  mmm i'm hungry, but i really don't feel like cooking, and my whole family is out.  hmm any ideas of what i should be when i grow up??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107965676765260319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107965676765260319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107965676765260319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107965676765260319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-set-record-today-i-was-at-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107964528228967274</id><published>2004-03-18T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T14:30:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>X Is True(_) I have never been drunk(x) I never have smoked pot(_) I never have kissed a member of the opposite sex(_) I never have kissed a member of the same sex(x) I never crashed a friend's car (x) I have never been to Japan(_) I never rode in a taxi(x) I never had anal sex(x) I never have had sex in public(_) I never have been dumped(x) I never shoplifted(x) I never have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107964528228967274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107964528228967274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107964528228967274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107964528228967274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/x-is-true-i-have-never-been-drunk-x-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107963048896865900</id><published>2004-03-18T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T10:23:53.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nickleback was amazing, so was default, it was a good night, dan and dan were sitting a couple rows behind us, so we met up with them during the intermission and dan gave us a ride home which was great.  I'm so freaking tired now, i shoulda stayed home and studied for my math  midterm but oh well.  I have to work ALL weekend which sucks cuz i have so much crap due next week.  gotta study</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107963048896865900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107963048896865900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107963048896865900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107963048896865900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/nickleback-was-amazing-so-was-default.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107956695630658909</id><published>2004-03-17T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:46:00.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day!!I wish i could go out drinking :(Nickleback tonight, should be a good show again, i really really shouldn't be going, i have a math midterm tomorrow and i havn't even started studying for it yet..opps. Last night at work was awful, you don't really realize how attached everyone is to each other, everyone was super bummed out, it doesn't seem fair, but then who are we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107956695630658909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107956695630658909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107956695630658909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107956695630658909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/happy-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107938916669037321</id><published>2004-03-15T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T15:21:47.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm skipping out on physics again, it's awful i never go, its so boring, but i'm also getting so far behind...oh well i'll make up for it with my tutor.  I was planning on catching up on homework this morning since i didn't have class till 12:30, but i was suckered into going to my grandparents house with my mom for coffee.  it worked out ok cuz we went to the pet store to buy more fish, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107938916669037321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107938916669037321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107938916669037321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107938916669037321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-skipping-out-on-physics-again-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107932321434624106</id><published>2004-03-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:02:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm so you know if you click the draft button, it doesn't actually save the work?? which explains why i have no entry for yesterday, i was just too plain lazy to retype the whole thing...it basically said that i went to ranchmans after work with jared and his friends, had a good time, saw an accident on mcleod on the way home, jared and his friends got really mad at these guys in a truck beside </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107932321434624106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107932321434624106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107932321434624106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107932321434624106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/hmm-so-you-know-if-you-click-draft.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107910442132511614</id><published>2004-03-12T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T08:15:59.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE sleep...i could sleep all day long, it's my favourite part of the day..i have about a million blankets on my bed, plus a down comforter, its like my own little cocoon.  I havn't had a bad nights sleep in months, which is why i think i'm so content right now.  I don't know why but life seems ok right now, i'm really enjoying school and summer is like a month away.  I'm debating whether i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107910442132511614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107910442132511614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107910442132511614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107910442132511614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107896558045327685</id><published>2004-03-10T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T17:52:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JASON GOT A BLOG!!!I was so suprised when he actually said that he would update one.  check it out at www.jasonfung2000.blogspot.com.  It isn't completely up yet, but he actually wrote in it which is a start!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107896558045327685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107896558045327685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107896558045327685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107896558045327685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/jason-got-blog-i-was-so-suprised-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107893202590868720</id><published>2004-03-10T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T08:22:42.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So its taken me a couple days but i've memorized the intro to acuoustic #3 by the goo goo dolls, and behind blue eyes ( i love this song).  I'm so impressed, i thought it would be kinda hard but it really isn't if you just sit there and practice.  It was actually pretty fun. we got to bring her ashes home last night, fresh tears all over again, cried when we read the engraving on the box "she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107893202590868720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107893202590868720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107893202590868720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107893202590868720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-its-taken-me-couple-days-but-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107885863050998153</id><published>2004-03-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T11:59:25.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love it when strangers do nice things for you.  I left late for school this morning, so i was driving pretty fast when some lady flashed her lights at me, at first i thought it was because my lights weren't on, but it was 9 in the morning so that didn't matter..but as i turned the corner there were a couple cops catching speeders, so she saved me from at least $100 in fines.  I got 97.5% on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107885863050998153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107885863050998153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107885863050998153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107885863050998153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-it-when-strangers-do-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107878955072342675</id><published>2004-03-08T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T22:12:43.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yomi died yesterday night...It's weird you know its coming, and you think your already, but then when it actually happens it just totally can't face it.  I haven't cried that hard in a long long time, and still just thinking about it makes me well up with tears...You know how you wake up in the morning and when something bad happens it usually takes a few seconds for you to remember?? It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107878955072342675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107878955072342675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107878955072342675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107878955072342675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-yomi-died-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107861996868742754</id><published>2004-03-06T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T17:41:40.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So last night after dinner my dog just collapsed, made a mess all over the floor and couldn't get up.She's been having these small stroke like things for the last couple of months where her legs just give out, and she can't get up for a few seconds, but none of them have been this bad.  My parents didn't think she would last the night last night, so I slept with her on the bathroom floor.  She</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107861996868742754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107861996868742754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107861996868742754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107861996868742754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-last-night-after-dinner-my-dog-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107844038704745922</id><published>2004-03-04T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T15:48:36.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in the best mood today.I'm totally relaxed not worried about anything, it's great, I haven't felt this way since I went back to school after reading week.  I only got 58% on my chem midterm, but I'm happy enough with that, considering half of the class failed.  I have a 92 in the chem labs so now I only have to get 10% on my final exam to pass the course.ahh my brother's pissing me off, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107844038704745922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107844038704745922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107844038704745922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107844038704745922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-in-best-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107825667852708933</id><published>2004-03-02T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T12:48:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's funny how when your stressed out about everything, but then in the end it all just works out fine.Yesterday I went to the library to study after school I ended up staying there for 6.5 hours, and I still wasn't finished eveything that I was supposed to.  I had planned on going home and finishing my chem lab that was due today, but when I called my parents they told me that they were taking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107825667852708933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107825667852708933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107825667852708933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107825667852708933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-funny-how-when-your-stressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107824529459353995</id><published>2004-03-02T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T09:40:25.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tara is the bubbly bubblesWhat can I say, I'm a conformist....tara is topstara is bubbles on ppgtara is mournedtara is helptara is my desktara is famoustara is excellent;tara is closed temporallytara is thankful to sm krishnatara is quiet today?tara is in need of a loving hometara is greattara is of all the tarastara is the bubbly bubblestara is a manifestation of buddha energy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107824529459353995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107824529459353995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107824529459353995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107824529459353995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/tara-is-bubbly-bubbles-what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107816565847357697</id><published>2004-03-01T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T11:40:44.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm sitting in a computer lab right now, trying in vain to type quietly as not to draw the professors attention to me.   My linear algebra class has been moved here today, which is awesome because I have been able to catch up on everyone's blogs.  I'm probably screwing myself over as I think we're learning kinda important stuff today.  I'm disappointed I only got 73 on my second midterm I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107816565847357697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107816565847357697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107816565847357697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107816565847357697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-im-sitting-in-computer-lab-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107774267605072067</id><published>2004-02-25T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T14:03:02.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I must be crazy, I decided to give up meat for lent again, it was so hard to do last year, but oh well that's the point isn't it?  I'm trying to be good and fast today seeing as it's ash Wednesday, but its so hard, food is such a comfort item.  I feel bad i was supposed to go out for breakfast with jared, and go to dixons for steak sandwhichs with rach today but oh well.  I've done pretty well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107774267605072067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107774267605072067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107774267605072067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107774267605072067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-must-be-crazy-i-decided-to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107756303914863724</id><published>2004-02-23T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T12:05:59.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow reading week went by way too fast, and now with midterms these next two weeks I'm really regretting not doing any reading at all.  Oh well these past 10 days have been awesome, I did nothing that I didn't want to, I slept in as long as I wanted, lied in bed watching movies for half of the day, got to see all of my friends, went out to eat way too many times, and spent way too much money, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107756303914863724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107756303914863724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107756303914863724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107756303914863724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-reading-week-went-by-way-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107721313364136605</id><published>2004-02-19T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T10:54:10.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ranchmans was fun, a lot of people showed up which was awsome. haha there was this one 50ish older man who was really drunk, and thought he could dance, it was a little disturbing.Yesterday i went to the bank and deposited my cheque from grandin, and my rutherford, i've never felt so rich before.  I dragged Jared along with me, and we went out for lunch at moxies after.  I stopped by my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107721313364136605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107721313364136605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107721313364136605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107721313364136605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/ranchmans-was-fun-lot-of-people-showed.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107705460333383180</id><published>2004-02-17T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T14:51:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY RACHAEL!!!!bah i hate it when you feel like crap...Friday night was Pats party.  It was awsome seeing everyone again...everyone's changed so much, we're getting so old, but i never really realized it until you see the little grade 10's running around.  Us "graduates" decided to make a bar trip after but we couldn't get everything arranged, and ended up going to wendy's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107705460333383180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107705460333383180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107705460333383180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107705460333383180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-18th-birthday-rachael-bah-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107662793225694219</id><published>2004-02-12T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T16:20:41.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow its finally nice out! I didn't even have to wear a coat to school....the sad thing is we get so excited when it's like 5 degrees out, some people must think we're crazy.  I don't know why but I have such a hard time focusing in class now, I just can't keep my mind on anything, and its not like I'm even thinking of anything important, I'll just go into this daze and snap out of it and realize</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107662793225694219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107662793225694219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107662793225694219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107662793225694219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-its-finally-nice-out-i-didnt-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107660545486308263</id><published>2004-02-12T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T10:06:04.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm debating whether or not to start up a new blog, one for more personal ramblings, one that certain people won't know about...hmm..anyways.  only one day left of school!  I'm looking forward to sleeping in every day! its going to be such a fun week with pats party on friday, valentines on saturday, rach's bday on tuesday...and hopefully lots of parties and bar/club trips.  oh yeah there's the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107660545486308263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107660545486308263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107660545486308263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107660545486308263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-debating-whether-or-not-to-start-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-10764595260810818</id><published>2004-02-10T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T17:33:53.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what i love? when guys hold the door open for you, i don't know why its such a big deal, it just makes you feel special.  I was leaving the classroom block, and heading over to the library, and these guys had just left the library and were walking towards me, but then one of them turned around and opened the door and just waited for me to get there, i was only 4 steps away but still the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/10764595260810818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=10764595260810818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/10764595260810818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/10764595260810818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/you-know-what-i-love-when-guys-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107636972153277673</id><published>2004-02-09T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T16:39:01.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow I've noticed a total lack of blogging from everyone, I have to say I'm disappointed, look at Pat, he hasn't blogged in almost 2 weeks!  How do you guys think I keep myself entertained everyday.. haha I have no friends anymore so I have to live vicariously through your blogs.  You know what i don't get? the whole point of reading week right before midterms is to lower the suicide rate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107636972153277673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107636972153277673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107636972153277673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107636972153277673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-ive-noticed-total-lack-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107594917822402397</id><published>2004-02-04T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T19:47:59.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i need your guys' opinions...i'll see if i can get the comments back up and working, or just leave a msg on the tagboard...I'm getting my hair cut and dyed next week.  Should i do something totally drastic? or just stay with the same old....i'm  not getting it cut too short, cuz i hated it last time...but i'm thinking of going reddish, with some blonde highlights, or maybe an auburn colour, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107594917822402397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107594917822402397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107594917822402397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107594917822402397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok-i-need-your-guys-opinions.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107584414031360810</id><published>2004-02-03T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:37:20.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is going by sooooo slow.....only 3 hours leftmmm i want to go home and listen to my new cd.... i love going shopping with the parents, last night i got stuck going to the store with them, but i managed to get them to buy me a new wallet, a cd, and a new cd case.  All my other cds were getting all scratched up cuz i'd shove them at the back of my old one, but now i have plenty of room so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107584414031360810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107584414031360810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107584414031360810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107584414031360810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/today-is-going-by-sooooo-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107582731343688077</id><published>2004-02-03T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T09:57:59.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So funny story, as i was leaving the school library last night i went to go and put my empty coke bottle on this shelf with recyling on it, but i didn't know that the caretakers had just mopped the floor (there were no wet floor signs, i could sue!) and needless to say i wiped out in front of everyone, and to make it worse i brought all of the recyling down with me.  It hurt so much, i did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107582731343688077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107582731343688077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107582731343688077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107582731343688077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-funny-story-as-i-was-leaving-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107577767877334593</id><published>2004-02-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T20:09:38.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't worry dan, we're all safe now, i fixed the butch link</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107577767877334593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107577767877334593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107577767877334593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107577767877334593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/dont-worry-dan-were-all-safe-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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-5698007.post-107577714500787706</id><published>2004-02-02T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T20:03:19.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm still at school...I haven't really been here that long if you think about it only 10 hours.  You would not believe how bored i am right now.  I just spent the last 2 hours working on this stupid chem project, but it's weird i'm the only person in this part of the library, and its so quite so i've been able to focus non stop which is amazing.  I feel bad for anyone that is reading this, i'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/feeds/107577714500787706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5698007&amp;postID=107577714500787706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107577714500787706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5698007/posts/default/107577714500787706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://middleofyesterday.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-im-still-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10790066587161204864</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></feed>
