<?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-5809883144416390536</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:38:33.131-07:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Viewing Pleasures'/><category term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>you like?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1041144600625805426</id><published>2010-03-09T21:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:31:51.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the latest and greatest.</title><content type='html'>want a new job. or at least more money for my current one. want a new boss. or at least more money to tolerate my current one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1041144600625805426?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1041144600625805426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1041144600625805426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1041144600625805426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1041144600625805426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2010/03/latest-and-greatest.html' title='the latest and greatest.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5177884696426134935</id><published>2010-01-29T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:07:09.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>i'm still at work. yes, it's 7 pm. yes, it's friday night. yes, i was going to go to the ward dance with DJ iPod. yes, i eat Wendy's pretty much every day. yes, i don't give a flying fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh. sorry, i don't use that expression, let alone spell it very often, so i had to give it a try to see what it looked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest celeb gossip...hmm...well, if you consider latest as in the past two years that i haven't posted about celebrities then holy shiz. again, i had to type that word out. but i actually do use it more often. anyways, latest celeb gossip...hmm, let me think, let me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sure i posted about the death of heath ledger...wow, was that two years ago?! what else? uh...justin timberlake broke up with jessica biel. samantha ronson and lindsay lohan, uh snore. no one cares. but obviously i cared enough to mention it in this post. wow, maybe i will have to dive into MSN entertainment archives and plagiarism &lt;-- typed "plagerize" so i could use the spell check on mozilla and it gave me plagiarism. so i inserted that instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5177884696426134935?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5177884696426134935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5177884696426134935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5177884696426134935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5177884696426134935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2010/01/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-454765356028729385</id><published>2010-01-26T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:36:52.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Tiger Roar</title><content type='html'>So I worked on an opinion editorial paper with a friend of mine last night. We were supposed to write about a current issue being discussed in the media. He thought maybe we should write on illegal immigrants, healthcare, the Haiti issue. I chose the Tiger Woods infidelity scandal. Just proof of why I write this blog. I'm shallow that way. When people say keep up with current events, I do. The celeb ones. No doi &lt;--tribute to Ashlie for continuously trying to bring back that phrase. I need to remember to incorporate it more often in my daily vocabulary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-454765356028729385?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/454765356028729385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=454765356028729385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/454765356028729385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/454765356028729385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-tiger-roar.html' title='Let Tiger Roar'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4617543823731188850</id><published>2010-01-24T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:31:06.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Look Who's Bizack</title><content type='html'>Young hova. That's who. It's been a little over a year since my last blog post. Ridic. Yep, I said "ridic" as in the shortened version of "ridiculous, OMG, shut-up!, etc." So much has happened within the world of celebrity in 2009. I am a wee bit embarrassed that since I grew up and got a real job, sort of...er...flexible on the "grew up" part, my interest/obsession of celebs has diminished. Not entirely, but a good majority of my work day was camping out on MSN.com Entertainment, and occasionally VH1 Best Week Ever if someone sent me a valuable link. And I also cut off my internet from my BlackBerry (those of you who know the nickname for that phone, I would have inserted it, but it would have probably caused offense to one of my three readers...ok probably no offense, but my blog is public!) Anyways, since I cut off my internet from my phone, I no longer can avoid the awkward run in with the people I am friends with on Facebook but wouldn't dare dreaming of saying "hi" in real life. You know you do that too. What was my point? Oh ya, I used to use my phone internet to go on MSN.com Entertainment while in passing of an "acquaintance" to avoid them, but now I just have to fake text. That's right, if you sort of know me, but not really, and you've seen me whip out my phone, without saying hi to you, FAKE TEXT! So I guess I'm re-entering the blog world. Maybe when I get married, I'll write a more serious "blog" about my wonderful, married life and post pictures of the marital bliss weight that we gain. NOT. Blogging about shallow celebs is so much more fun. Maybe when I finally tie the knot, I'll  blog about married/cheating/sometimes-on-sometimes-off celebs. The latest? Jake and Reese are off. Ok, not latest, but still, sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4617543823731188850?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4617543823731188850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4617543823731188850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4617543823731188850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4617543823731188850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-look-whos-bizack.html' title='2010 Look Who&apos;s Bizack'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-850406449229954414</id><published>2008-12-16T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:42:34.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Underwear Commercials</title><content type='html'>I hate the commercials where they have the girls dancing around in the underwear, doing flips and all sorts of weird acrobatic moves. It's disgusting and creepy to watch. I mean, first of all, these models/underwear dancers are a bunch of nobodies with figures that I want. And secondly, they are dancing around, advertising for underwear sold at Wal-Mart (no offense, but Vicki's and Gap Body make the quality stuff). Weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-850406449229954414?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/850406449229954414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=850406449229954414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/850406449229954414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/850406449229954414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/12/sick-underwear-commercials.html' title='Sick Underwear Commercials'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8267811600118787624</id><published>2008-11-17T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:31:07.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hills</title><content type='html'>don't ask me why I love the hills...why Monday nights at 11:00 pm MST is devoted only to channel 53 and nothing else, not even a channel switch during the commercials...why their awkward facial expressions take up about 15 minutes of the show...why my relationship mirrors Audrina and Justin Bobby's...why justin bobby is the sexiest advice giver/wherever the wind blows and part time tool...and ultimately why spencer is a douche with a "flesh colored beard" (seriously, whoever coined that phrase was a genius)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8267811600118787624?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8267811600118787624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8267811600118787624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8267811600118787624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8267811600118787624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/11/hills.html' title='the hills'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-2601377218701162751</id><published>2008-11-13T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:31:31.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best week ever</title><content type='html'>i wish i was funny enough to be on best week ever. or at least write for their web site. their thing about the short celebrity men? genius. how LC is an in-the-closet-homosexual with a 'stache shadow? slightly insulting (because I heart the Hills), but still hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-2601377218701162751?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/2601377218701162751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=2601377218701162751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2601377218701162751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2601377218701162751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-week-ever.html' title='best week ever'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8280253672518449460</id><published>2008-11-05T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:55:05.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poor "other woman"</title><content type='html'>so, the latest "other woman" story is our dear hobo-chic sienna miller and her public shirtless escapades with Getty (I know, Getty? what kind of name is that). according to msn entertainment..."She knows she's been branded a marriage wrecker, but she swears   it isn't the case," defends the confidant. "She says the marriage was over when   she and Balthazar met and that he was ready to move on. He promised her the   Earth, but he hasn't kept to any of his promises and has made no moves as far as   a divorce is concerned." Seriously? Seriously. This is the story of every poor "other woman" in the movies and in real life. DUHHHHHHHH people. we all know that cheating men promise these things to get some but never follow through. wow, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8280253672518449460?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8280253672518449460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8280253672518449460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8280253672518449460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8280253672518449460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor-other-woman.html' title='poor &quot;other woman&quot;'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</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-5809883144416390536.post-7484127088216695953</id><published>2008-10-28T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:04:47.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the latest from MSN.com</title><content type='html'>Practically my internet bible...apparently "the color red makes men amorous...Compared to when they were shown pictures with other colors, the women were considered by the men to be much more attractive, sexually desirable, and worthy of a more expensive date when they were framed by or shown wearing red. But red didn't affect how men rated the women in terms of likeability, intelligence or kindness, and had no effect on how females rated the attractiveness of the other females.Social conditioning may partly explain red's aphrodisiacal effect in men, but their responses likely stem from deeper biological roots, said the researchers, who noted that previous studies found that nonhuman male primates are particularly attracted to females displaying red. For example, female chimpanzees and baboons redden when nearing ovulation—a clear sexual signal to males.i hate the color red." Well, I hate the color red. But I guess if I want to get some, I'll buy a t-shirt from the U or something and get a booty call. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7484127088216695953?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7484127088216695953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7484127088216695953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7484127088216695953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7484127088216695953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-latest-from-msncom.html' title='and the latest from MSN.com'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4070556692537363707</id><published>2008-10-28T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:57:45.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quenching Your Hollywood Thirst</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have been completely dried out and dehydrated of the juice that is celebrity gossip...here's the latest. Madonna and Guy Ritchie are divorcing. Woo hoo. No one cares, Madonna is old, she's STILL touring (those of you who have seen recent pics...sick). Danity Kane split up. Everyone all together now...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Can we say depression for days? Seriously Aubrella, get it together. Aaaand Britney is making a comeback better than Mariah's emancipation. And that's about it. My latest obsession, believe it or not is not celebrities, it's Bloomberg TV (though I know hardly anything about the stock market) and creating financial budgets and my recipe book. You could say I'm taking on a "project domestication" (thank you Becky for coining the phrase). Don't worry folks, it's only a phase, I'll be back to celebs and other shallow things in no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4070556692537363707?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4070556692537363707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4070556692537363707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4070556692537363707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4070556692537363707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/10/quenching-your-hollywood-thirst.html' title='Quenching Your Hollywood Thirst'/><author><name>Josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07863233587387170934</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-5809883144416390536.post-8896397323209718996</id><published>2008-09-18T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:35:35.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>return of the mack...jedi...and whatever else made a big return</title><content type='html'>seriously!? havent been a blogger since May. Pathetico. So much has happened in the past however many months I haven't posted (i don't count, i hate math). let's recap shall we: Britney (love her!) won VMA awards, Kim Kardashian is still dating Reggie Bush (love her, love him more), Posh Spice got a pixie cut and revealed it at Fashion Week, Gossip Girl, Ugly Betty and all your most favorite shows are out on DVD. By far the most important information you need. One step at a time people, I can't blog a novel right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8896397323209718996?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8896397323209718996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8896397323209718996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8896397323209718996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8896397323209718996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/09/return-of-mackjediand-whatever-else.html' title='return of the mack...jedi...and whatever else made a big return'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5694747606733692965</id><published>2008-05-16T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:42:31.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a sucker.</title><content type='html'>i seriously need to come up with a brand new about me. mine is getting boring. i thought i won this trip thing to anaheim from Worldmark by Wyndham (cause I seriously never win anything. The only two things I've won are 1) a huge pink tote bag from Target at high school senior celebration and 2) a free gold's gym pass from entering a drawing at little caesar's...i didnt know that everyone won one of those). so i was so excited. but then i started doing a little research about this "prize" i won. THe first thing that pops up on google? Rip off report. Awesome. Not going to Anaheim or to South Jordan to "claim my prize." I was almost a sucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5694747606733692965?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5694747606733692965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5694747606733692965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5694747606733692965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5694747606733692965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-sucker.html' title='Almost a sucker.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4588849959705736824</id><published>2008-05-09T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:11:30.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you stop and actually read the lyrics of your favorite songs?</title><content type='html'>so my roommate nay-tar and i like to talk in song. that means, we play a song, and instead of sing the words, we speak them. and we mean, speak every word. take for example, britney spears. ah, that clever little lyricist. speak the words of "Dear diary". This is a classic. "Dear Diary. Today I saw a boy And I wondered if he noticed meHe took my breath awayDear diaryI can't get him off my mindAnd it scares me'Cause I've never felt this wayNo one in this worldKnows me better than you doSo diary I'll confide in youDear diaryToday I saw a boyAs he walked by I thought he smiled at meAnd I wonderedDoes he know what's in my heartI tried to smile, but I could hardly breatheShould I tell him how I feelOr would that scare him awayDiary, tell me what to doPlease tell me what to sayDear diaryOne touch of his handNow I can't wait to see that boy againHe smiledAnd I thought my heart could flyDiary, do you think that we'll be more than friends?I've got a feeling we'll be so much more than friends." Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4588849959705736824?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4588849959705736824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4588849959705736824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4588849959705736824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4588849959705736824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-stop-and-actually-read-lyrics-of.html' title='do you stop and actually read the lyrics of your favorite songs?'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-8321184595617221991</id><published>2008-05-06T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:47:56.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy sunshine</title><content type='html'>i'm just sitting here, trying to figure out what to blog about now. the sun is outside shining, calling my name through its i-will-give-you-a-nice-golden-tan rays. come and play with me it says. begs in fact. it teases a bit when i go outside to drive - warming my skin in one spot, hinting that it can tan a lot more. man the sun is so sexy sometimes. i think if it was personified, it would look like...edward cullen...ok ok a real person...hmmm, maybe jude law would be the sun for britain. he seems pretty golden and sunshiney. who would be the sun for america...america's golden boy would be...yeah can't think of one right now. maybe dr. mcdreamy. yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8321184595617221991?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8321184595617221991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8321184595617221991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8321184595617221991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8321184595617221991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexy-sunshine.html' title='sexy sunshine'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3529743623296549636</id><published>2008-04-30T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:02:14.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the disappointment</title><content type='html'>msn entertainment is slipping. either they got really crappy writers, or hollywood just isnt exciting enough. WHAT IS HAPPENING? Hell aka Hollywood must have definitely froze over, all of Dante's levels. Sad. I mean the only somewhat interesting news is that Kate Hudson made the no. 1 spot on People's 100 most beautiful people. Which reminded me of how Sarah Jessica Parker aka SJP was voted no. 1 most unsexiest woman in Maxim. Bah hahahahaha. She is pretty unsexy. Sucks for Matthew. Oh well. Other headlines for today's MSN Entertainment section? "Paula Gets Confused on 'Idol'" When is she not confused?? They have a lot of news on Dancing with the Stars aka DWTS (for those of you who don't keep up with the initialisms...not acronyms, acronyms sound like a word like NASA). Anyways, I used to love DWTS when Marie Osmond and Helio were on it but now I could care less. I met Marie by the way. She came to my church and I was completely star-struck. I had to say something. So I casually walked by tapped her on the shoulder and said "I voted for you on dancing with the stars!" and she said "thank you! you're so sweet!" and I walked away. Other witnesses may say that I was a little more awkward about the whole approach. But I didn't really vote for DWTS because I watched it on ABC.com post the voting period, I had to say something to her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3529743623296549636?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3529743623296549636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3529743623296549636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3529743623296549636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3529743623296549636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-disappointment.html' title='oh the disappointment'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5977084373175316495</id><published>2008-04-28T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:31:21.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no more losers</title><content type='html'>"he or she that cares the most loses." officer whiting - via email from corina. i'm going to stop being so caring. i hate being a loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5977084373175316495?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5977084373175316495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5977084373175316495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5977084373175316495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5977084373175316495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-more-losers.html' title='no more losers'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-1599140702726676902</id><published>2008-04-28T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:44:26.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im baaaaaaaack</title><content type='html'>hello blog world. long time no see. so much has happened between my last post and now in the wonderful, shallow, plastic filled, backstabbing world of celebrity. i love the heidi montag video "higher". i admit i bought it on itunes when it came out and i rock out to that song all the time. i think i love it so much because her voice kind of sucks and makes you feel like you can sing good cause she sings in your range! ashlee simpson is having a little baby (and just released a CD which is awesome...though not awesome enough to buy on itunes for 10 dollars but definitely awesome enough for mp3fiesta where every cd is a dollar!). paris is dating nicole richie's baby daddy's band brother...no one cares about him which is why i didnt drop a name. madden or whatever. seriously, she tries to steal everyones thunder. me, i'm just trying to prepare ways for starting over. if i have to. which will suck. but you can start creating plans and alternate plans so if one falls through you can go to your backup and your backups backup. i love ugly betty. its the worlds best show. im waiting for season 2 to come out so i can watch it in all of its full glory. they also have a "MODE" magazine available at Barnes and Noble with Fabia Cosmetics advertisements. I went and got a pedi and a mani this weekend and I feel fabulous. There really is no other word. Ok maybe dainty. I feel a bit dainty. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1599140702726676902?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1599140702726676902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1599140702726676902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1599140702726676902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1599140702726676902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-baaaaaaaack.html' title='im baaaaaaaack'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-167847549323170986</id><published>2008-04-07T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:28:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>booooo snow in april</title><content type='html'>april showers bring may flowers. NOT april snow. sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-167847549323170986?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/167847549323170986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=167847549323170986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/167847549323170986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/167847549323170986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/04/booooo-snow-in-april.html' title='booooo snow in april'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-360541014751500573</id><published>2008-03-28T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T10:33:50.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those of you who poop at work...and dont have a facebook</title><content type='html'>I did not write these, wish I did but I think about these all the time. Love the people that write the things the general public thinks about. I posted these on my facebook notes. SO all you blogger fans, this post is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO POOP AT WORKWe've all been there but don't like to admit it. We've all kicked back inour cubicles and suddenly felt something brewing down below. As much aswe try to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORK POOP is inevitable. Forthose who hate pooping at work, following is the Survival Guide for takinga dump at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROP DUSTINGWhen farting, you walk really fast around the office so the smell is notin your area and everyone else gets a whiff but doesn't know where it camefrom. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the full fart hasbeen expelled. Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left yourpants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLY BYThe act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping. Walk in and check forother poopers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come backagain. Be careful not to become a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREQUENT FLYER. People may becomesuspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESCAPEE. A fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal or forcing apoop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave ofembarrassment. If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge it. Pretendit did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in the urinal,pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee. It is uncomfortablefor all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feeluneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAILBREAKWhen forcing a poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This isusually a side effect of diarrhea or a hangover. If this should happen, donot panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has left the bathroom tospare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COURTESY FLUSHThe act of flushing the toilet the instant the poop hits the water. Thisreduces the amount of air time the poop has to stink up the bathroom. Thiscan help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF SHAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK OF SHAMEWalking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have juststunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment ifsomeone walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretendthat the smell does not exist. Can be avoided with the use of theCOURTESY FLUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER. A colleague who poops at work and is damn proud of it. You will often seean Out Of The Closet Pooper enter the bathroom with a newspaper ormagazine under their arm. Always look around the office for the Out Of TheCloset Pooper before entering the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POOPING FRIENDS NETWORK (P.F.N)A group of co-workers who band together to ensure emergency pooping goesoff without incident. This group can help you to monitor the whereaboutsof Out Of The Closet Poopers, and identify SAFE HAVENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAFE HAVENS. A seldom used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can leastexpect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex.This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex entering the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TURD BURGLAR. Someone who does not realize that you are in the stall and tries toforce the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerablemoments that can occur when taking a poop at work. If this occurs,remain in the stall until the Turd Burglar leaves. This way you willavoid all uncomfortable eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMO-COUGH. A phony cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you arein a stall. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON, or to alertpotential Turd Burglars. Very effective when used in conjunction with anASTAIRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTAIRE. A subtle toe-tap that is used to alert potential Turd Burglars that youare occupying a stall. This will remove all doubt that the stall isoccupied. If you hear an Astaire, leave the bathroom immediately so thepooper can poop in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATERMELON. A poop that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This isalso an embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming on, createa diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVANAOMELET. A case of diarrhea that creates a series of loud splashes in the toiletwater. Often accompanied by an Escapee. Try using a Camo-Cough with anAstaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE TED. A bathroom user who seems to linger around forever. Could spend extendedlengths of time in front of the mirror or sitting on the pot. An Uncle Tedmakes it difficult to relax while on the crapper, as you should alwayswait to poop when the bathroom is empty. This benefits you as well as theother bathroom attendees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-360541014751500573?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/360541014751500573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=360541014751500573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/360541014751500573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/360541014751500573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-those-of-you-who-poop-at-workand.html' title='For those of you who poop at work...and dont have a facebook'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-6366143388249367515</id><published>2008-03-20T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:57:13.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jabbawockeez</title><content type='html'>i love americas best dance crew. so much that i watch the reruns anytime it comes on. i practically know all the dances by heart now. i love kaba modern. who knew asians could be so....black? they were my favorite crew but a piece of my heart goes to jabbawockeez. definitely the best remake of the michael jackson crotch grab...especially when shane requested it in slow motion. awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6366143388249367515?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6366143388249367515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6366143388249367515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6366143388249367515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6366143388249367515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/03/jabbawockeez.html' title='jabbawockeez'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8134799829808833737</id><published>2008-03-05T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:48:50.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too shallow to think of a deep title for this post</title><content type='html'>i have approximately an hour and 15 minutes before go home time. did i ever tell you how i used to correct everyone's spelling errors? even in chatting conversations, like AIM (ooooold school), MSN messenger (ghetto) and gmail chat (ohhh yeah). they would spell weird, like wierd and i would type and correct them and give them the correct spelling. i dont really do that anymore, but i used to, ALL the time. and if there was a spelling mistake on the chalkboard, i would stare at it all of class and wish that it was spelled right. i also ate lunch with three redheads in seventh grade in the library. we were friends with the librarian so we had special permission to eat in the science fiction corner. which probably explains why i bought the whole Ender's series by Orson Scott Card. I've yet to read the other four. so i read sci fi books. so what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8134799829808833737?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8134799829808833737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8134799829808833737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8134799829808833737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8134799829808833737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-shallow-to-think-of-deep-title-for.html' title='too shallow to think of a deep title for this post'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-96919232739670103</id><published>2008-03-04T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:58:54.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute.</title><content type='html'>this is my tribute blog to ashlie. Awesome.Super.Hot.Lovely.Interesting.Entertainful. Told you I posted shallow things. I could have come up with better words to describe ashlie, like Aspiring and Soulful but those things are far too deep for a blog like mine. so there you go ashlie. a shallow tribute from a shallow author of a shallow blog. good luck on the mish. will miss you greatly. will probably write but never send, sorry its just what happens. but i can update your blog for you daily if you would like. it might be shallow summaries of what you are really doing, like the celebrities you see, etc. thats about it. peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-96919232739670103?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/96919232739670103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=96919232739670103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/96919232739670103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/96919232739670103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/03/tribute.html' title='tribute.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-4064897371483805643</id><published>2008-02-27T15:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:39:46.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one girl we all hate</title><content type='html'>...worse than a whore herself. the attention whore. hate those. love the twilight books. declaring love for edward cullen right now. declared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4064897371483805643?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4064897371483805643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4064897371483805643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4064897371483805643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4064897371483805643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-girl-we-all-hate.html' title='the one girl we all hate'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8533676363295800548</id><published>2008-02-25T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:19:40.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly alcohol distributor web sites</title><content type='html'>so i work for a transportation logistics company. ive been looking up different shippers around the country and found something very interesting, maybe even stupid, on all of the beer and alcohol distributor Web sites. They all have the option of "if you are not 21, please do not enter this Web site." You can  click to put in your birthday and gain access to the Web site which means you can lie about your age and still go in there anyway. DUMB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8533676363295800548?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8533676363295800548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8533676363295800548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8533676363295800548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8533676363295800548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/02/silly-alcohol-distributor-web-sites.html' title='silly alcohol distributor web sites'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5795513283049861112</id><published>2008-02-22T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:50:19.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rebuilding the cyber social life</title><content type='html'>so i decided to post another, er, post since the last one did not, er, last as long as i wanted it to. i wanted to write for so long that it would take me up to 5:00 pm and i would be out of here. sucks that im a brilliant typer. i wonder what its like to have a green card. nikki has one, a fake one, that ed made in sunday school during church. but a real green card. is it really green naomi?? do they give red cards to people they catch coming over the border that they dont want to keep here? interesting. what about yellow? those are the pending ones i guess. what to blog about...everyone in my office is getting sick with the influenza strain a virus. so i made a sign and printed it out that said "you are NOT sick" so i could talk my way out of it. being sick is a psychological thing dont you see. you can will your body to do things, just like dr. burke says in grey's anatomy when the little black boy who hates his mother has heart surgery. speaking of greys, i bought the first season on itunes and the third season on itunes and 5 episodes of the second season. i have watched those episodes like 6 times each, NOT KIDDING, until finally natalie (thank you thank you) let me borrow her season two and i got to watch the whole thing all over again. felt so good to have new, er, sort of new episodes to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5795513283049861112?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5795513283049861112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5795513283049861112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5795513283049861112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5795513283049861112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/02/rebuilding-cyber-social-life.html' title='rebuilding the cyber social life'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-7062285068585163267</id><published>2008-02-22T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:39:28.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last half hour</title><content type='html'>i guess i'll blog this last half hour of work. not much has been going on lately. just chillin, reading the twilight books a whole like what, four months after the female craze. but i must admit, that edward cullen is perfect. ive never read a book with so much intense sexual yet non sexual tension. however, i must admit, the girl in the book paaattthhheeettttiiiccc. seriously. and i picture her as being really really ugly. and edward cullen like hayden christensen. beautiful. havent been to spin in a while. i have a feeling that im going to experience the sore bum bum all over again starting on monday. its just one of those weeks that comes once a month that makes you feel yucky and not workout. step up 2 is pretty much awesome. im ready for the snow to go away and for the "showdown" between jen and ang. what else...in the celebrity world...dont care much for brit anymore except did you see the article about poor jamie lynn? Moving into a double wide! From Hollywood to Kentwood! Soooooo sad this Spears family. Apparently she is having temper tantrums caused by the pregnancy and the crazy hormones. I wonder what they are going to do at Nickelodeon with Zoey 101.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7062285068585163267?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7062285068585163267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7062285068585163267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7062285068585163267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7062285068585163267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-half-hour.html' title='last half hour'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-799019009762764777</id><published>2008-02-12T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:12:10.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spin is pretty much my second nature</title><content type='html'>i dont need to write about how often i am going to spin class. its pretty much what i do now. i could practically teach the class now. when they tell me to up my resistance, its cranked to the highest. ohhhhhhh yeah. i dont have internet at my house so i am far behind in my celebrity gossip. i only get fleeting moments with the magazine racks at the grocery store, only the surface level of all the deep gossip that is out there. so so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-799019009762764777?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/799019009762764777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=799019009762764777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/799019009762764777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/799019009762764777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/02/spin-is-pretty-much-my-second-nature.html' title='spin is pretty much my second nature'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-134919292499784224</id><published>2008-01-31T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:00:21.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spin me again</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah. Went the spin class again. Rocked it. I can pretty much teach the class next week. Going again Saturday at 9. Oh, and this will be my 62nd post. I'm going to have a cyber party to celebrate my 100th. Grand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-134919292499784224?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/134919292499784224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=134919292499784224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/134919292499784224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/134919292499784224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/spin-me-again.html' title='spin me again'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3106706406518661462</id><published>2008-01-29T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T10:59:02.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIN me</title><content type='html'>started the spin class yesterday at 24. got a one hour butt whopping by a blonde skinny girl who was on a platform yelling at us to "push it push it" and visualize. awwwwwwwwwesome. im going again on wednesday. actually, im marking all the spin class days in franklin. GET FIT. sweeeet. then march 15 (target date) when i am fit, buying myself a blackberry. maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3106706406518661462?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3106706406518661462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3106706406518661462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3106706406518661462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3106706406518661462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/spin-me.html' title='SPIN me'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3640894302252245142</id><published>2008-01-29T07:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T08:00:40.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart franklin covey</title><content type='html'>i bought a new planner yesterday. you know the black, medium sized, corporate ones. i heart it. big time. i know i bought one like 2 months ago, but i can never use the same planner for one whole year. it has never happened. except for i am having second thoughts. i have to write so small in it. boo. only solution is to get new pens. tul ones to be correct. fab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3640894302252245142?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3640894302252245142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3640894302252245142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3640894302252245142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3640894302252245142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-heart-franklin-covey.html' title='i heart franklin covey'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3636690728786049528</id><published>2008-01-29T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:43:11.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a spoonful of....msn celebrity gossip...makes the brain stay awake</title><content type='html'>there's nothing like a nice dose of good msn celebrity gossip to get the brain restimulated and the eyes open at 7 a.m. i was dying earlier this morning, mostly cause i'm sick and have a headache, but turned to msn.com, read about Heath (rest his soul), read about Lindsey Lohan and her descent from A-list to no-letter-list, and the Olsen twins. Why are they even in the news still? They don't do ANYTHING except for act in straight-to-dvd/tv movies or walk around New York posing as hobos. Well, maybe they are still designing for Wal-Mart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3636690728786049528?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3636690728786049528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3636690728786049528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3636690728786049528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3636690728786049528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-spoonful-ofmsn-celebrity.html' title='just a spoonful of....msn celebrity gossip...makes the brain stay awake'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-8413245700721167844</id><published>2008-01-24T18:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:06:12.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeding my addiction</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to blog as much as I can when I can while I don't have the internet at my house. Lord only knows how many posts I would have on here by now post graduation. Probably an older OLDER posts link at the bottom of my page. I created a new blog called "The Lunch Hour" it's the one I post while I am on my little lunch break at my job, but apparently everyone still kind of works through lunch so I feel a little awkward trying to blog especially since I have two monitor screens and my desk is at the busiest place in the office where everyone can see! Anyways, I'm seriously lacking in all of my cyber space addictions...I think I've just pawned it off to various individuals. For example, Natania, who used to be a non-MSN entertainment addict pre-Josie, knew about Heath Ledger's (rest his soul) tragic death. HOW COULD I HAVE NOT KNOWN THAT! I need to get some sort of celebrity alert minus Britney Spears. She took up the whole left column of the "latest news" on the people Web site. Boo. That news is old. I'm just waiting for tragic death news about her too. Sad as that is. Almost blasphemous. Anyways, I don't have any new confessions right now....thinking....yeah, no new ones. But I am going to the gym now, almost everyday. I decided four times a week is good. I did go on the "most depressing day of the year" which was...this past Monday I think. I saw it on the news. They said it's the most depressing day because people are facing the reality of their heinous holiday spending and fizzling out on their new years goals (in which they showed a clip of people on treadmills at the gym) which proves my theory that one should not start going to the gym until about the 3rd week of January to let all the new years resolution failures...well...fail. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8413245700721167844?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8413245700721167844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8413245700721167844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8413245700721167844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8413245700721167844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/feeding-my-addiction.html' title='feeding my addiction'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-8208491156201486151</id><published>2008-01-24T14:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T14:55:04.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>an overseas booty call</title><content type='html'>People think that having overseas/transcontinental booty calls will stay hush hush. WRONG. instant communication these days makes certain that yo business dont stay yo business fo long. especially with brown kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8208491156201486151?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8208491156201486151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8208491156201486151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8208491156201486151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8208491156201486151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/overseas-booty-call.html' title='an overseas booty call'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5695886915427142658</id><published>2008-01-22T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:25:03.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence.</title><content type='html'>This. Is the moment of silence for Heath Ledger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5695886915427142658?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5695886915427142658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5695886915427142658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5695886915427142658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5695886915427142658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/silence.html' title='Silence.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1822380178123766031</id><published>2008-01-16T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T18:12:55.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mustttt...blog...something...</title><content type='html'>i am having withdrawals. having no internet at my new place definitely does NOT feed my online addiction. cold turkey is the most terrible thing in the world. pretty soon you start finding cyberspace wherever, it doesnt matter how much is at stake, you try to find somewhere, somehow to click that blue e (or orange globe depending on your preference). i cant buy itunes. i cant read my msn.com entertainment gossip. i cant gchat. i cant facebook camp. most importantly, I CANT BLOG. so i do it where i can when i can however i can get it. im addicted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1822380178123766031?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1822380178123766031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1822380178123766031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1822380178123766031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1822380178123766031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/musttttblogsomething.html' title='mustttt...blog...something...'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3810779177729902027</id><published>2008-01-02T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:45:19.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah...</title><content type='html'>i parked in the visitors parking today. guilt free. felt so good. except everyone can park there during the break so whatever. i also have four green parking tickets in my car. total is about 180 dollars. maybe i wont have to pay it. that would be amazing. byu sucks enough money out of me anyway. im bone dryyyyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3810779177729902027?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3810779177729902027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3810779177729902027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3810779177729902027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3810779177729902027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah...'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-7050688675032900203</id><published>2008-01-02T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:43:06.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>weird. its 2008. and im still larger than i wanted to be. boo. still have about 28 more days til i can go to the gym. dont want to be crowded with all the other large people who set the same goals i did. not much in the news today and by news i mean MSN.com entertainment, what else. packed all my stuff today. seriously have no idea how i acquire so much junk and i am only one person! who needs a payless shoe highlighter and hand sanitizer, or a snowman bowl set? sick. i have like 8 blankets that all go in one box. one HUGE plastic container for shoes alone, and since i have big feet, that makes it even worse. like six garbage bags of hung clothes, one big red suitcase just of jackets, one mini suitcase just for scarves, two old volleyball bags for pants, one large duffle bag for shirts, two large plastic containers for summer clothes and...wow, lets stop there cause that is disgusting. my goal now should be to simplify. and be simplify, i mean get skinnier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7050688675032900203?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7050688675032900203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7050688675032900203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7050688675032900203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7050688675032900203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5932119649931420039</id><published>2008-01-01T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:21:50.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cun-fesh-un</title><content type='html'>i like the new Britney Spears cd. actually i LOVE the new Brit cd.&lt;br /&gt;i like ashlee simpson...sometimes...i watched her show when it was on MTV...actually i watch a lot of stuff on MTV, i admit to watching tila tequila here and there.&lt;br /&gt;i've shopped at Gen-X. i even wanted to be a Gen-X model for Halloween, but decided that was a bad idea and no one would get it. i didnt want to be those people who have to explain to everyone what they are at the costume party.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep at 1:30 on New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;i keep old clothes that i love, but that have shrunk..shrank...shrunken...whatever...that are too small thinking that i'll fit into them again.&lt;br /&gt;i have the same new years resolution as everyone else, to lose weight...or adapt a heathier lifestyle...or go to the gym 4 times a week (everyday is just too unrealistic for me and makes me more likely to fail)&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to the gym the first day of 2008 cause everyone is going to be there...i'll wait til week three, the traffic will die down by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5932119649931420039?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5932119649931420039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5932119649931420039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5932119649931420039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5932119649931420039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2008/01/cun-fesh-un.html' title='cun-fesh-un'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5142971913137167081</id><published>2007-12-25T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:01:53.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confession number two</title><content type='html'>so i have another confession. i would sort of fib to the visitor parking gatekeepers to park in the visitor parking at the wilk. i would pull up and they would say "are you a student?" and proudly i would say "not anymore!"...that was in the summer...ok ok....last summer. but now i really am NOT a student so i can totally park in the visitor parking guilt free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5142971913137167081?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5142971913137167081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5142971913137167081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5142971913137167081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5142971913137167081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/confession-number-two.html' title='confession number two'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-7785277942136930717</id><published>2007-12-25T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:59:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock on x-mas</title><content type='html'>it's christmas now! yay! the fam bam and i are all doing our shopping after christmas. blast byu, don't let us out til the 22nd. we've partially replaced santa with the "drawing names out of a hat" idea. the first year we started that, i had one of my sisters. we each got 200 dollars to get three gifts for our secret person. after we buy them their three, we got to keep the rest of the money. my sister wanted a cell phone and a cd player. so, me being as selfish as i was back then, motivated by the love of money, bought her a toy cell phone (came with a beeper) and a cd player from wal-mart, the cheapest one i could find, and something else, all coming to a grand total of 30 bones. i kept the rest. how grinch/scrooge-like i was back then, a selfish freshman in high school. now that i am a college grad, i spread the love of the byu bookstore to all the fam. thank you 20% off days and free gift wrapping (those people are so talented!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7785277942136930717?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7785277942136930717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7785277942136930717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7785277942136930717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7785277942136930717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/rock-on-x-mas.html' title='rock on x-mas'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-427336953502871135</id><published>2007-12-24T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:25:41.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another</title><content type='html'>i feel so behind on my blog posts. its been like 2 days. so i decided to write another. im trying to think what about. hold on...let me check msn.com...(read for about 3 minutes)...another katie holmes thing...wow there really must not be a lot going on in the world of celebrity especially when they have to write about katie holmes again. but i must admit it is some pretty good stuff sometimes. and then theres the kate moss and pete loser thing. NO ONE CARES ABOUT THEM. it really must be a slow week. where is britney when you need her? oh wait. its jamie lynn now. oh those spears's. showing each other up again. i think the mom got her to say she's pregnant to get more publicity for her book. they really know how to work it. we should study them in our communciations classes. OH WAIT, i dont have those anymore. bah ha. anyways, i quote from msn.com aka THE source. "Three years ago, when Sean Preston and Jayden James were just a twinkle in &lt;a class="art" href="http://tv.msn.com/artist/?artist=16360935"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt;' un-court-monitored eye, she wrote in one her Letters of Truth, "Cooking is kind of like motherhood. To be really good at it, you don't need instructions. You kind of just go on instinct and what feels right. And we all know how that turned out. So we're a wee bit concerned now that her little sis, &lt;a class="art" href="http://tv.msn.com/celebs/celeb.aspx?c=510051"&gt;Jamie Lynn&lt;/a&gt;, 16, whose &lt;a class="art" href="http://tv.msn.com/tv/article.aspx?news=289216"&gt;bombshell baby revelation&lt;/a&gt; to OK! still has us reeling, appears to be adopting a similarly intuitive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;"I think it's something that you just know how to do," she tells OK! of the bun baking in her oven. "As your body changes and all these things happen, I think it becomes natural to know what to do. Even more disconcerting is Jamie Lynn's conviction that she'll learn everything she needs to know from mother Lynne, who we're guessing isn't about to sit her down for a chapter-by-chapter discussion of "What to Expect While You're Expecting" or the pros and cons of the Ferber method.&lt;br /&gt;"I have a great mom and she has raised three kids, so if I take lessons from her, I think I'll be great," the "&lt;a class="art" href="http://tv.msn.com/tv/series/zoey-101"&gt;Zoey 101&lt;/a&gt;" starlet tells the magazine of Lynne, who has taken the brunt of the blame (rightly or wrongly -- your call) for the way her showbiz-steered offspring have turned out. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP READING THERE'S MORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMZ.com reports Britney bought her little sis a $500 gift basket from Los Angeles baby boutique Petit Tresor on Wednesday, filling it with a variety of white-hued items including a blanket, stuffed elephant, onesies, socks and sneakers, along with a note reading, "Dear J.L., We love you! Brit, Sean and Jayden."&lt;br /&gt;More disturbingly, she also ordered a tank top emblazoned with the words, "Hot Mama 2 B," because that's the message you want to send to Jamie Lynn's already traumatized tween fan base."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to sum it up, Jamie Lynn and Casey want to get married to some media and are calling it quits to others. But their parents think they shouldn't because they are too young. Of course, they weren't too young to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it with me. Oi. (as you slap your own forehead and then proceed to shake it in hopelessness)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-427336953502871135?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/427336953502871135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=427336953502871135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/427336953502871135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/427336953502871135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/another.html' title='another'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-6082507887576325752</id><published>2007-12-24T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:04:26.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATX</title><content type='html'>home FINALLY. i think i've sung enough to last me the rest of 2008. thank you mama. and thank you partial talent to sightread. oh and i think ive eaten enough to last me through 2009. i think i eat when i am at home mostly because my sister and mom look at me with twisted faces when i sit down to eat. so i think i eat to make them grossed out. :) they are getting me a week long pass to lifetime which is apparently the gym of all gyms. as long as we drive there i'm good, and if they have some snacks. i blog like im a fat girl or something. let your imaginations run wild those of you i have not met. i know you are judging me. judge on suckers. i'm happy and healthy. besides, curves are in. beyonce said so....so did queen latifah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6082507887576325752?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6082507887576325752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6082507887576325752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6082507887576325752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6082507887576325752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/atx.html' title='ATX'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8948037486306057225</id><published>2007-12-22T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T07:24:03.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kaaaaaaylene</title><content type='html'>you can definitely leave comments on my blog. p.s. this blog post is dedicated to kaylene. :) rock on beautiful people. and if you arent beautiful like the rest of the shallow people i observe in my blog, its ok, you can take pictures of us.&lt;div 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title='kaaaaaaylene'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-2690758258622338877</id><published>2007-12-19T21:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T21:59:35.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screening</title><content type='html'>i think i need to give permission to people to comment on my blog. creepos, NOT invited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-2690758258622338877?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/2690758258622338877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=2690758258622338877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2690758258622338877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2690758258622338877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/screening.html' title='screening'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1183415632374375497</id><published>2007-12-19T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:10:30.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love</title><content type='html'>1. Spotting funny backpack runners on campus&lt;br /&gt;2. Finding more than $5 in my pocket, anything less is...eh...ok&lt;br /&gt;3. Passing a class that I probably didn't deserve to pass based on my work ethic&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything that makes you look skinny&lt;br /&gt;5. Office supplies, any kind, especially colorful ones...or ones that are really hip&lt;br /&gt;6. Watching really awkward flirting people...so I can laugh&lt;br /&gt;7. Blogging...duh&lt;br /&gt;8. Reading meaningless, pathetic celebrity gossip...did you hear about Jamie Lynn!????&lt;br /&gt;9. Seeing people trip and try to cover it up&lt;br /&gt;10. Being the last car on the left turn arrow right before it turns red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1183415632374375497?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1183415632374375497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1183415632374375497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1183415632374375497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1183415632374375497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-7230247789059454472</id><published>2007-12-19T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:03:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confession of a borderline online junkie...</title><content type='html'>so...i have a confession...on top of all my really shallow confessions on this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i "updated" my personal info so it would appear in yellow towards the top of the "friends" link on facebook...the info i updated was my Web site. I put my blog site in there again so it would look updated so other borderline online junkies would take interest and read my blog of shallow items. thats how i increase my SEO. ha. who needs google analytics? (actually i love google analytics and all things google. did you know they have a google shuttle bus that drives around googlers, with a gym, and an in house chef and some of the most amazing work perks in the world! that's why they are Fortune's number one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7230247789059454472?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7230247789059454472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7230247789059454472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7230247789059454472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7230247789059454472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/confession-of-borderline-online-junkie.html' title='confession of a borderline online junkie...'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8351131818558960331</id><published>2007-12-19T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:06:52.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves.</title><content type='html'>I stole this idea from a fellow blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Peeves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When people pick their nose and eat their boogers in college. (This is more of a "things that I think are incredibly disgusting)&lt;br /&gt;2. People who raise their hand in class way too much who answer questions that everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;3. When people write their real feelings online or post anything for reals online&lt;br /&gt;4. Disobedient pedestrians. I HATE disobedient pedestrians.&lt;br /&gt;5. having more shampoo than conditioner&lt;br /&gt;6. paying for pencils at the testing center&lt;br /&gt;7. people who don't throw away the ice cream container when there is no ice cream left making you think that there is some so you take out the bowl, spoon, ice cream scoop only to find that there isn't any ice cream&lt;br /&gt;8. misspelled headlines&lt;br /&gt;9. people who use the excuse "he looks a lot better in person" when they show you an unfortunate picture that's a pretty accurate portrayal of their significant other&lt;br /&gt;10. people who walk around the house with their shoes on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8351131818558960331?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8351131818558960331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8351131818558960331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8351131818558960331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8351131818558960331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-6360397134028827743</id><published>2007-12-18T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:49:11.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home plan</title><content type='html'>when i go home, im going to get grandmother satchel and the brown pencil skirt from banana. i'm starting a new corporate wardrobe. its going to be fabulous. knock out even. watch out orem here i come. boy, what a move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6360397134028827743?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6360397134028827743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6360397134028827743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6360397134028827743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6360397134028827743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-plan.html' title='home plan'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5604513759938097672</id><published>2007-12-18T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T19:37:07.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brit's kid sis is preggy</title><content type='html'>NEWS! Jamie Lynn is pregnant (please yell that with a southern accent its so much more fun). She's 16 and employed by Nickelodeon. Nickelodeon sluts, thats what they are. Had she been on the disney channel, she probably would have been touring with the cheetah girls cheetah sistahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5604513759938097672?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5604513759938097672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5604513759938097672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5604513759938097672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5604513759938097672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/brits-kid-sis-is-preggy.html' title='brit&apos;s kid sis is preggy'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-796039457091112154</id><published>2007-12-18T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T19:11:50.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>non sek-quit-tur of the day</title><content type='html'>my mom called me husky instead of fat one day...thinking that husky was a compliment, never have i wanted to be called fat before until the day i was called husky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-796039457091112154?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/796039457091112154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=796039457091112154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/796039457091112154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/796039457091112154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/non-sek-quit-tur-of-day.html' title='non sek-quit-tur of the day'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-865469852567675075</id><published>2007-12-18T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T19:15:51.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>run dry</title><content type='html'>i have officially run out of shows to watch thanks to the writers strike and the ends of shows on mtv.com. not that i watch that much tv...well...internet tv...but i just do when i get ready for school and ive FINALLY run out! i want to know what happened to carmelita, the tranny who had an affair with patrick darling! i want to know who got meade publications! i don't even remember the rest of the shows latest endings! and i hate trying to learn nbc.com grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. ive started re-watching things. i need something to watch! please please please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-865469852567675075?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/865469852567675075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=865469852567675075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/865469852567675075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/865469852567675075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/run-dry.html' title='run dry'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5584742430065439599</id><published>2007-12-16T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:49:53.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spice gurlz in da houssssse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2TmGWGiZ1I/AAAAAAAAADc/e_0r_4fmzlI/s1600-h/spice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144489671050553170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2TmGWGiZ1I/AAAAAAAAADc/e_0r_4fmzlI/s320/spice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So the spice girls are back on tour. Must admit, I was a spice girls fan, know all the words to their first CD (back then I thought the 2 become 1 song was so naughty). Oh and read about Ashley Tisdale. Who cares about her she’s ugly and her music sucks (remember…this is an observation, not gossip). But then again at one point I thought Lindsay Lohan’s music sucked and that she was stupid and now my playcount for Lilo songs on my itunes is embarrassingly high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did you see Brit’s new video? I say Brit like we are on a nickname basis. She calls me Jos, I call her Brit. Anyways, she looked fabulous! She went from brown haired…er…wigged, manufacture-tag-still-on-glasses-pale-skin to a blonde bombshell with no glasses and tan skin. Scroll down…remember THAT disaster? Iiiiii know. How do they do that?? MAGIC! Even though she forgets to pay her dancers, I sure hope she remembers to pay her magician…er…make up artist. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144490212216432498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2Tml2GiZ3I/AAAAAAAAADs/r3-Y--_04BU/s320/brit2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5584742430065439599?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5584742430065439599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5584742430065439599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5584742430065439599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5584742430065439599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/spice-gurlz-in-da-houssssse.html' title='spice gurlz in da houssssse'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2TmGWGiZ1I/AAAAAAAAADc/e_0r_4fmzlI/s72-c/spice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-2058072041608033819</id><published>2007-12-15T00:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:40:52.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhyme time</title><content type='html'>i had the best idea. i think i am going to start blogging in rhymes or raps......starting tomorrow. p.s. i love straight to dvd movies, or the ones produced by mtv, like the volleyball one starring the latin-pride-j-lo-is-my-idol-cheetah-girls-cheetah-sistas head cheetah girl.  i used to always want a volleyball movie, but then understood why they never really make those after i watched the mtv one. funny how the cheetah girls are spokesgirls for the disney channel now. they went from underaged scandalous video vixens with all colored girls to the disney channel music videos with a white girl (sabrina i love you! sorry you got kicked off dancing with the stars so early in the show, even marie "pride of provo" osmond beat her). vh1 should do a behind the music on the girls formerly known as 3LW so we can figure out what happened to the third minorty. i bet she tried to get into destinys child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-2058072041608033819?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/2058072041608033819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=2058072041608033819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2058072041608033819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2058072041608033819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/rhyme-time.html' title='rhyme time'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-4285755125155660345</id><published>2007-12-14T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:11:10.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my celeb gossip for the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2Nfj2GiZyI/AAAAAAAAADE/ppWurlfbMfc/s1600-h/brit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144060268810233634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2Nfj2GiZyI/AAAAAAAAADE/ppWurlfbMfc/s320/brit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after chatting up the paparazzi at the gas station and leaving the manufacturers tag on the glasses (i bet they are fake) i quote ms. brit "stop taking pictures of me, i'm ugly right now." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best gossip of the day (didn't write this)...Beckhams to Vegas: Thanks for the Mammaries...(they showed up to some vegas strip club, and someone got a quote...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chimes in an excited stripper, "All the girls thought it was Christmas come early. When the group chose me to dance for them I couldn't believe my luck. I put on a really sexy show." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. im going to start using the word hoi polloi (picture john travolta in a fat suit aka hairspray big mama) and brouhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4285755125155660345?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4285755125155660345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4285755125155660345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4285755125155660345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4285755125155660345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-celeb-gossip-for-day.html' title='my celeb gossip for the day...'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R2Nfj2GiZyI/AAAAAAAAADE/ppWurlfbMfc/s72-c/brit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4460328742458057637</id><published>2007-12-14T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:58:12.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rogue elf</title><content type='html'>apparently there has been a naughty "rogue" elf in canada who is writing nasty letters to little kids. i guess they have a little santa writing system in their post office, zipcode HOHOHO, and someone decided to make the little kiddies cry. BAAAAAAAAAAAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. canadians. so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4460328742458057637?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4460328742458057637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4460328742458057637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4460328742458057637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4460328742458057637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/rogue-elf.html' title='the rogue elf'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-6573259432804094681</id><published>2007-12-14T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:38:25.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new routine</title><content type='html'>so, i put a little more thought into this blog. no crazy, that doesnt mean that its deeper. i was thinking about things that i could do when i dont have school anymore. and the first thing i thought of was creating a new routine for myself, one that definitely does NOT include homework. FINALLY. anyways, so i was thinking that my days could go like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up&lt;br /&gt;Go to the gym&lt;br /&gt;Go home and get ready for work&lt;br /&gt;Watch all of my favorite shows while I am getting ready for work&lt;br /&gt;Check my blog, bank account to look at my dough, read my emails...all of course while keeping one small window open in the left bottom corner to keep my shows running&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Lunch break&lt;br /&gt;Work some more&lt;br /&gt;Finish work&lt;br /&gt;Go to the gym if I missed the gym in the morning which is most likely, especially during the winter...and fall...and spring...and wow i actually dont really go to the gym, which leads me to believe that the reason why they have so many free passes for 24 hour fitness is because they have gym wannabees like me that pay their fees but dont go so it pays for someone else to get fitter and better looking than me. sick.&lt;br /&gt;Read a book on my book list&lt;br /&gt;Check my blog, email, bank account with all my dough...or credit card debt either one&lt;br /&gt;And then do fun, uneducated, shallow things that graduates who stay in P town do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much it. That will start on New Years day...well maybe a couple of weeks after, so that way its not so packed at the gym because everyones new years resolution of trying to get fit definitely dies down within the first month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6573259432804094681?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6573259432804094681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6573259432804094681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6573259432804094681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6573259432804094681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-routine.html' title='my new routine'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8111157009422534884</id><published>2007-12-14T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:21:09.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>booooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>so everyone, did you hear that __________'s group one? sick. whatever, they were psychos. (this is an observation, and if you think that its justification for gossip, go read someone elses blog). anyways, part of me was hoping that _________'s group wouldn't win because they were...way too intense about our *666 project. they deserve it for being total pompous [please insert whatever word you would like....profane or not]. anyways, what do they get for winning? well, nothing from the rest of us from the 666 class. they are probably patting themselves and eachother on the backs. i know these are going to be one of those "high school glory days" equivalent stories that they tell at christmas parties to people who probably think to themselves "who invited this guy". very very sad. while we on the other hand, are going to be the ones that people come to the party to see. hollaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*not real class...well its probably the devils class...actually its what _____'s class was really called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8111157009422534884?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8111157009422534884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8111157009422534884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8111157009422534884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8111157009422534884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/booooooooooooo.html' title='booooooooooooo'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8203356207443092933</id><published>2007-12-14T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:07:16.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon...</title><content type='html'>1. B.F. and Kenneth Cole&lt;br /&gt;2. People who take pictures of themselves and set their camera far away with a timer so it looks like they didn't take a picture of themself&lt;br /&gt;3. People who take pictures of themselves and don't hide it&lt;br /&gt;4. People who try to put glamour shots of themselves on Facebook as their profile picture (man some of these are good, but I can't screen shot them and put them on my blog, I'll get shot for sure!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8203356207443092933?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8203356207443092933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8203356207443092933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8203356207443092933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8203356207443092933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/coming-soon.html' title='coming soon...'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1111038254706852472</id><published>2007-12-14T09:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:52:46.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer enslaved by Brimhall</title><content type='html'>So the first thing I did when I got home...of course after running through the halls of the Brimhall yelling "I'm done with 485" trying to rub it in to the blue shirt and black pant group...no names remember, I'm not a gossip...I just make, what my mom calls "observations" so if you think I'm gossiping in this blog, I'm not remember, that's one of my rules. Anyways, I went home and added all my 485 Friends on Facebook! Yay! You'll never forget the people who went to hell and back with you. They were great. We had a class party, ate probably more than I should have, took pictures during presentations...I kind of felt like the paparrazi were there, taking really bad pictures at really bad angles. I can see it now, tagged on facebook, evidence of the disaster that 485 made me. Whatevs man. It's over. Boo-ya. P.S. I'm going to try to bring that phrase back along with no doi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1111038254706852472?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1111038254706852472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1111038254706852472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1111038254706852472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1111038254706852472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-longer-enslaved-by-brimhall.html' title='No longer enslaved by Brimhall'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-6353144423481206906</id><published>2007-12-13T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:46:33.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rappin up the 485</title><content type='html'>(Please picture a white boy, who video taped himself, created his own beat on a keyboard and posted this on youtube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up Brimhall, you aint never seen&lt;br /&gt;Wakes in the house wit his capstone team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three eighty two is where we stay&lt;br /&gt;1:30  to  2:30  Tuesday, Thursday (yeah yeah we stayed til 245 whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy, Liz, Adriana and Ash&lt;br /&gt;With their little whigga Drew, hustlin for the cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bex, Whit, Kwok, and Jos&lt;br /&gt;With one male model who…well… put himself on facebook and put it in the campaign for everyone else to see…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicka wicka anywaaaaaayz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shea, Jamie and the Lisa twins&lt;br /&gt;Only got she’s ain’t got no hims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve hustled and we’ve flowed, got three killa campaigns&lt;br /&gt;We are the loyal subjects to the mighty Wakes reigns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four eight five is now over, we get down on our knees&lt;br /&gt;Not to pray foo&lt;br /&gt;To take out Rawlins wannabeeees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(followed by footage of a rap concert...rappers pace up and down the stage, throwing gang signs and threatening their rivals)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6353144423481206906?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6353144423481206906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6353144423481206906' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6353144423481206906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6353144423481206906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/rappin-up-485.html' title='Rappin up the 485'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-8537649972962224915</id><published>2007-12-13T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:13:13.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>al...most....there....</title><content type='html'>school is almost out. thank goodness. 485 will be over in less than two days. then its easy, peasy, japanesy from there. i had to blog at least once today. i was having withdrawals. sorry folks, nothing clever here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8537649972962224915?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8537649972962224915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8537649972962224915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8537649972962224915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8537649972962224915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/almostthere.html' title='al...most....there....'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4709528582430234314</id><published>2007-12-10T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:26:15.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>catkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14tgNxRL3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2SNzv4PRBpk/s1600-h/fatcat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142597855979057010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14tgNxRL3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2SNzv4PRBpk/s320/fatcat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ashlie...naomi...this is for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4709528582430234314?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4709528582430234314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4709528582430234314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4709528582430234314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4709528582430234314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/catkins.html' title='catkins'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14tgNxRL3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2SNzv4PRBpk/s72-c/fatcat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5454375502566229570</id><published>2007-12-10T22:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:12:56.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gooooooogle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14qDtxRL1I/AAAAAAAAACo/4tLYDoJkViU/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142594067817901906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14qDtxRL1I/AAAAAAAAACo/4tLYDoJkViU/s320/Picture1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm pretty much obsessed with google now. i downloaded the google desktop finally, the google notebook, and a few google gadgets, like the little calendar, microsoft office shortcuts at the top, a clock, a slideshow, a music thing, the scratch pad and the google toolbar. I also have tetris, a music remote control, youtube and other things not shown. cool eh? what else google do i have...igoogle, thank you becky. aaaand thats about it for now. gooooogle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5454375502566229570?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5454375502566229570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5454375502566229570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5454375502566229570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5454375502566229570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/gooooooogle.html' title='gooooooogle'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R14qDtxRL1I/AAAAAAAAACo/4tLYDoJkViU/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-7292259473842757104</id><published>2007-12-10T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:07:42.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i tell you about the time i got bit by a horse? a real one???</title><content type='html'>when i was 8, i used to play at my friends house, peter and emma. they had three horses, star, candy kisses and i forgot the moms name. anyways, i was jumping on the trampoline one day, you know the ones they bury in the ground so its not super high up...anyways, i lean against the fence just taking a jumping break, and star comes and bites my back! it hurt so bad! aaaand he ate a whole through my favorite shirt, it was a pink shirt with three octopuses in the front and it said "taco salad - hawaii" on it. i had a big bruise! the next day, i heard star kicked a neighbor kid in the face. he's in my glue stick now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7292259473842757104?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7292259473842757104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7292259473842757104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7292259473842757104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7292259473842757104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/did-i-tell-you-about-time-i-got-bit-by.html' title='did i tell you about the time i got bit by a horse? a real one???'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-385214502412255283</id><published>2007-12-10T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:06:44.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>free music downloads!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/downloads/"&gt;http://www.mtv.com/music/downloads/&lt;/a&gt; i knew there was a reason i loved mtv.com...free music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-385214502412255283?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/385214502412255283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=385214502412255283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/385214502412255283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/385214502412255283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/free-music-downloads.html' title='free music downloads!'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-8615293054593475567</id><published>2007-12-10T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:01:42.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the anonymous security code thingy</title><content type='html'>what exactly is that code thing for, you know the one that you have to type in before you can do things...its all squiggly and weird and has letters and numbers that you sometimes can't read. what does that do exactly? test if i can read with my eyes crossed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-8615293054593475567?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/8615293054593475567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=8615293054593475567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8615293054593475567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/8615293054593475567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/anonymous-security-code-thingy.html' title='the anonymous security code thingy'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-6516159578511044044</id><published>2007-12-08T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:24:51.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love menudo</title><content type='html'>i've sat here, hibernating in the cave, working on my internship portfolio....watching making menudo, my new favorite reality show...for now, until i get new episodes of desperate housewives, ugly betty, greys anatomy, pushing daisies, the hills (FINALE ON MONDAY i'm so sad, i hope heidi doesn't marry spencer...p.s. i hate the she-pratt), big shots, samantha who and i think thats about it. the best voice on menudo is chris or jose, the best looking is probably carlos or jc. i love the latins! ay ay ay! i'm going to learn spanish. i am on menudo.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6516159578511044044?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6516159578511044044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6516159578511044044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6516159578511044044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6516159578511044044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-menudo.html' title='i love menudo'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-105270333603509717</id><published>2007-12-07T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:32:25.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my failed attempt to trick the byu parking fake police</title><content type='html'>usually on fridays i drive to the hinckley building for work because i'm too lazy to walk all the way over there. i dont have a parking sticker so i try to just take a chance, live life on the edge, park in permit only parking without a permit. last friday was the first time i got a parking ticket. so today when i got to school i decided that i would try to trick the byu parking people. i put the ticket i got last week on the front of my car so as to look like ive already been ticketed. i thought i was so clever. came out after work and i got a ticket on top of a ticket. it was for $50!!!! Booooooooo. I think they knew that it wasn't a ticket from today cause it didn't have a little plastic slip on it to protect it from the rain. i'll try it with the plastic slip next friday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-105270333603509717?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/105270333603509717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=105270333603509717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/105270333603509717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/105270333603509717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-failed-attempt-to-trick-byu-parking.html' title='my failed attempt to trick the byu parking fake police'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3320469498469523676</id><published>2007-12-06T22:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:23:57.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cyber me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1jlr4_l-NI/AAAAAAAAACg/my23EBwpthM/s1600-h/cyberme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141111516839672018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1jlr4_l-NI/AAAAAAAAACg/my23EBwpthM/s320/cyberme.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the whole world is moving into cyber space. i decided to create a cyber space version of me. and of course its going to be super hot. and i think i need a new name, like how Mariah Carey dubbed herself Mimi, Janet Jackson Damita Jo, or whatever the heck that weird one was, and Madonna Esther. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cyber space name will be....Roxanne....no...Glenda...no...Beatrice...no.....Jade. Wait...Jade. Yep that's my new name. Full name Jade Kimora. Cyber me. I can do some pretty hard core kar-a-tay and kung fu hustle with a little ghetto flavor. Now I just need a video clip of myself. I know you thinkin up a Cyber me. Oh, and Jade Kimora is ghetto, ebonics, Gen X ghetto. Don't let the pearls and the professional highlights fool you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you myscene.com. you dont know how many boys ive tricked into playing on a barbie web site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3320469498469523676?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3320469498469523676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3320469498469523676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3320469498469523676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3320469498469523676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/cyber-me.html' title='cyber me'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1jlr4_l-NI/AAAAAAAAACg/my23EBwpthM/s72-c/cyberme.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-2425760124658216971</id><published>2007-12-06T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:14:01.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have "older posts"</title><content type='html'>lets celebrate for today i have two whole pages worth of shallow, pointless blogs. fabulous. i need to start reading more of them. i'm going to make that one of my new years resolutions, in addition to "get fit" for the 5th year in a row. however, i think i do name the physical aspect of my goals something different every year. One year it was "you're fat, lose weight" another one was "adapt a healthier lifestyle" i think that was around the time where they declared Trans Fat a national enemy...another was "get fit" another was "get toned" all of which i havent done. i hang on to the clothes that i think i'll fit into again, which end up going to my little sister. sick. one year one of them said, when i came home "josie! my thighs touch!" and there goes my upchuck reflex. my inner and outer thighs touch. not really, how sick would that be. anyways, i dont know if i wrote on here already about how my family thinks i gain so much weight when i am in utah and then when i go home they are ALWAYS surprised. maybe i did write about this, cause i just had deja vu...i think i capitalized always in my other blog. ca-reeepy. ok done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-2425760124658216971?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/2425760124658216971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=2425760124658216971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2425760124658216971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2425760124658216971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-older-posts.html' title='i have &quot;older posts&quot;'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-68614730909952330</id><published>2007-12-06T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:30:13.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quickies for the day</title><content type='html'>not those kind. sicko. anyways, this is what i was thinking about on my way to school...what to blog about that is, cause thats all my thoughts consist of now. what i can blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Try to bring back cool phrases like "no doi" (Ashlie, I know you are reading this and checking your facebook. You get the credit for making no doi cool again). I'm not really sure what other cool phrases there are. One I remember that someone said in Eagle, ID was "sick nast" but I don't think that ever caught on and was labeled a fad. Sorry Mallory :)&lt;br /&gt;2. The worst security question for a promiscuous girl - What is the name of your lover? ... DONT ASK cause i really dont know where that came from.&lt;br /&gt;3. How about this for a new blog name "brain of dreams" is that pretty deep?&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm going to start using different blogging personas - one is ghetto girl and/or hoodie rat. Ok maybe I'll only take on one persona. She needs a name. I'll be thinking of that today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-68614730909952330?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/68614730909952330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=68614730909952330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/68614730909952330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/68614730909952330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/quickies-for-day.html' title='quickies for the day'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5039109342599724410</id><published>2007-12-06T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:26:10.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>c.b. and thesaurus the dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1ex8Y_l-MI/AAAAAAAAACY/G4NQQKIgAVM/s1600-h/chris_brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140773150726158530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1ex8Y_l-MI/AAAAAAAAACY/G4NQQKIgAVM/s320/chris_brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im watching the "with you" chris brown video (p.s. this picture, almost adorable until you look closely at the little kid who kind of looks robotic/mannequin-ish. creeeeeeeepy). anyways they pulled the video off youtube so i found it on a blog. soooooo should have done that the first time. believe in the blog! bad idea finding this one though, there are so many good song recommendations and its bringing out my itunes addiction again. bad bad. but chris brown = classic. i waited for 20 minutes for this stupid thing to load cause my internet connection sucked. worth every minute. im going to keep this window open as long as possible. ohhhhhhhhh yeah. look up "beauty" in the thesaurus and it pulls up chris brown. no joke. p.s. i thought that the thesaurus was a dinosaur up until about the fifth grade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5039109342599724410?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5039109342599724410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5039109342599724410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5039109342599724410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5039109342599724410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/cb-and-thesaurus-dinosaur.html' title='c.b. and thesaurus the dinosaur'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1ex8Y_l-MI/AAAAAAAAACY/G4NQQKIgAVM/s72-c/chris_brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-517435093737975594</id><published>2007-12-05T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:41:24.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout out</title><content type='html'>this is my shout out to the non-brown kids who sport the leis and other assorted poly necklaces and aloha print seat covers in their rides. BAH HA HA. sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-517435093737975594?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/517435093737975594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=517435093737975594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/517435093737975594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/517435093737975594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/shout-out.html' title='shout out'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-6339061675240212179</id><published>2007-12-04T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:54:54.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-life wife</title><content type='html'>OH! and while i was getting ready to hibernate my computer, i figured out what the provo moms who dress like their daughters, get really bad highlights and have orange skin are called. the mid-life wife. you know, the ones who got married early, had kids way earlier then expected and never really had a chance to live out their 20's and now live vicariously through their ill-fashioned children. yes, those. i know you seen them before. they are all cutesy at the mall, walk around with all of their shopping bags, stop in at nordstrom to gather around the mac counters. which, by the way, i would NOT trust those mac girls to put makeup on my face. have you seen their face paint jobs before!? disastrous. i think they need to fire whoever has been recruiting and hiring those people. bad bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-6339061675240212179?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/6339061675240212179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=6339061675240212179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6339061675240212179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/6339061675240212179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/mid-life-wife.html' title='mid-life wife'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1382221403726899885</id><published>2007-12-04T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:50:00.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my attempt at being deep</title><content type='html'>i decided that people who try to be really deep (via status's on facebook, notes on facebook, the way they name their album) are really bad at it. so instead of attempting to be deep and risk looking like a fool, i'm just going to be shallow. all the time. on my blog. did you get how i was trying to be deep with my use of punctuation? i hate when people do that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1382221403726899885?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1382221403726899885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1382221403726899885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1382221403726899885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1382221403726899885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-my-attempt-at-being-deep.html' title='this is my attempt at being deep'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-4311665178983755794</id><published>2007-12-01T21:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:15:42.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my rules for blogging and the sister elves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rule #1: Don't gossip about people who might read your blog on the blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rule #2: Don't write anything that will keep you from getting a job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically, if my blog starts describing my skills and qualifications, you'll know why. Graduation is right around the corner...FINALLY. I won't have to walk in this heinous snow on campus in my Uggs. Which, Ashlie and I decided, Wal-Mart should make the knock-offs and call them Fuggs. I'd totally buy them. Actually I did buy some, from Target, but I don't know what to call those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! And I finally created my elf...elves. Look! We are the Sister Elves!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139239812951560626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1I_YYqF0bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vdAaryzh9Cw/s320/sisterelves.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4311665178983755794?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4311665178983755794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4311665178983755794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4311665178983755794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4311665178983755794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-rules-for-blogging-and-sister-elves.html' title='my rules for blogging and the sister elves'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1I_YYqF0bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vdAaryzh9Cw/s72-c/sisterelves.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-7188908243726173356</id><published>2007-11-30T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:49:13.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EC6YqF0aI/AAAAAAAAACI/UyNeS_gtFbU/s1600-R/1917_bio_homepage_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138891851881107874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EC6YqF0aI/AAAAAAAAACI/RVJPZL-dGX0/s320/1917_bio_homepage_main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to meet the MSN entertainment writers one day. You know, the ones that write about really, really bad celebrity fashion? They write the cleverest things. So clever, I've put them on my facebook quote wall once or twice. However, they did write some news about Hulk. I am sad about Hulk Hogan's divorce. Almost as sad as Brad and Jen's divorce aaaand Rebecca Romijn and John Stamos aaaand the break-up of Summer and Seth and I'm going to stop there before I reveal how much I keep up with celebrity gossip. Anyways, who on the planet would marry either one of them except for each other. I mean look at them, seriously. All fake, bleach blonde and orange. The only other people I think would maybe work with them (if they divorced too...and maybe weren't as white trash looking..er?) is that Dog the Bounty Hunter and his wife. The world doesn't make sense yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the random for the day, I can't wait for OfficeMax to bring back the ElfYourself. Had I known about it back when I created my first one, I totally would have print screened myself and put that picture in instead of this lame one: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138890778139283858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EB74qF0ZI/AAAAAAAAACA/5NPSiXDITfU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-7188908243726173356?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/7188908243726173356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=7188908243726173356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7188908243726173356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/7188908243726173356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EC6YqF0aI/AAAAAAAAACI/RVJPZL-dGX0/s72-c/1917_bio_homepage_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-3190938309815192917</id><published>2007-11-30T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:36:16.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncomfortable things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EAsIqF0YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/-Jg2dWKJMh0/s1600-R/wd2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138889408044716418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EAsIqF0YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WqZWf7WiehE/s320/wd2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a "politically and socially" incorrect conversation today at work (while I was creating a blog for work, I'm a machine). Natania told me that it was. We talked about how looking at uglies makes us uncomfortable and trying to get as much action as you can before you go to Asia cause you probably won't want any there. Then we came up with blog topics....for the both of us, and for work of course, cause that's where we were, trying to earn the big bucks. So, as a little teaser...here's what might be coming soon: Funny dreams, Floral designs, The Hills talk, My Quirky Childhood, People who take pictures of themselves, gotta love the "print screen" button and Playing the "Who Settled" game. If you are expecting any bearing of the soul posts, puh-lease. That's what the facebook "status" is for. Losers. Oh and don't ask me what this picture is. I print screened it off of This Week In Pictures. Yeah...and I have Limewire. Wha-whaaaaaaaaaat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-3190938309815192917?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/3190938309815192917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=3190938309815192917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3190938309815192917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/3190938309815192917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/uncomfortable-things.html' title='uncomfortable things'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R1EAsIqF0YI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WqZWf7WiehE/s72-c/wd2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4414225043400636851</id><published>2007-11-29T23:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T23:54:04.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmother Satchel!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R0_BQMGI5fI/AAAAAAAAABo/d4GiTh6hAHs/s1600-R/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138538183722067442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R0_BQMGI5fI/AAAAAAAAABo/_RdaS2XYsX4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh this is what I want for Christmas (hint hint mom and dad)...well one of the three things. The grandmother satchel from UrbanOutfitters. Grand. Please please oh please! I love love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4414225043400636851?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4414225043400636851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4414225043400636851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4414225043400636851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4414225043400636851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/grandmother-satchel.html' title='Grandmother Satchel!!'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R0_BQMGI5fI/AAAAAAAAABo/_RdaS2XYsX4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-475454527510489184</id><published>2007-11-29T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:57:05.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><content type='html'>I wish the blog didn't show the time I posted things so it wouldn't say to everyone "newest blog camper who has no life" on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-475454527510489184?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/475454527510489184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=475454527510489184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/475454527510489184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/475454527510489184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/ps.html' title='p.s.'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-2125597769369046696</id><published>2007-11-29T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:56:09.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Increasing my SEO</title><content type='html'>So I'm trying to figure out how to increase my SEO so more people can find my blog so I can be more popular in the blogosphere. Pretty soon, I think I will be able to run for blogosphere president. What words do I need to put in here so people can find me more...pornie...fantasy football...youtube...facebook...myspace...paris hilton...britney spears...lindsay lohan...the rest of the spiraling out of control, fake tanning celebrity maniacs...and I think that should do it. Now I am going to google these words and see if I come up....................BAD IDEA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-2125597769369046696?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/2125597769369046696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=2125597769369046696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2125597769369046696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/2125597769369046696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/increasing-my-seo.html' title='Increasing my SEO'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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-5809883144416390536.post-5734215956071300106</id><published>2007-11-29T16:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:03:26.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>To Becky, my blogosphere mentor</title><content type='html'>This poem is dedicated to Becky, my blogosphere mentor who showed me how to publish my first post, display my first picture, do that RSS..SSR..SR thing, make labels and customize my iGoogle page (which, by the way is my new home page). So here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becks Becks&lt;br /&gt;Sends lots of texts&lt;br /&gt;about 485.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to blog,&lt;br /&gt;go for a jog&lt;br /&gt;and work on 485.&lt;br /&gt;She's a big tailgater&lt;br /&gt;posts about it on her blog later&lt;br /&gt;and then works on 485.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5734215956071300106?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5734215956071300106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5734215956071300106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5734215956071300106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5734215956071300106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-becky-my-blogosphere-mentor.html' title='To Becky, my blogosphere mentor'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-1775985979360594569</id><published>2007-11-28T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:03:45.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viewing Pleasures'/><title type='text'>ABC.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09g6MGI5ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/y4kCIEaHqIU/s1600-h/abc.com"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138432252648678802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09g6MGI5ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/y4kCIEaHqIU/s320/abc.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch ABC.com religiously. Mostly because I don't have a TV with cable and BYU hasn't blocked the site yet. I usually watch the ABC.com shows in this order, because the times they fall on during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays:&lt;br /&gt;1. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays:&lt;br /&gt;2. The Hills&lt;br /&gt;Thurdsays:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dirty Sexy Money&lt;br /&gt;2. Pushing Daisies&lt;br /&gt;3. Private Practice (this one is not that good but I watch it mostly because of Addison Montgomery, who isn't on Grey's anymore which makes me so sad, but I love her so I have to watch the show)&lt;br /&gt;Fridays (This is the best day everrrrrrr)&lt;br /&gt;1. Ugly Betty&lt;br /&gt;2. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;(sometimes I switch the order of the two depending on how intense the previews were)&lt;br /&gt;3. Big Shots (If I run out of episodes to watch, but they haven't had a new episode in a really long time because of that writer's protest strike thing. Boo activists...or wannabe activists).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-1775985979360594569?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/1775985979360594569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=1775985979360594569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1775985979360594569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/1775985979360594569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/abccom.html' title='ABC.com'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09g6MGI5ZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/y4kCIEaHqIU/s72-c/abc.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-4686108663816239267</id><published>2007-11-28T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:00:06.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>I NEED a Holiday Sweater</title><content type='html'>This is the Halloween costume/seat cover that inspired my need to collect Holiday sweaters.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09s58GI5aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qxlRaoZN2WY/s1600-R/HPIM0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138445442493244834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09s58GI5aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o_QJT64BSvc/s320/HPIM0809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R083RsGI5YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kRA4EtPdEZg/s1600-h/DSCF0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138386476887238018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R083RsGI5YI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kRA4EtPdEZg/s320/DSCF0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Halloween, I decided that I wanted to start collecting holiday clothing items and accessories. So, October 31st, I went to Target, bought me some extra large (kids size) halloween leggings, a pumpkin chair cushion thing (because they didn't have any costumes), an orange and purple ribbon (because purple is the new, hot hot Halloween color...except for I didn't think it was that new, but my floral design teacher did, so whatever she says is scripture, clearly), and some Halloween booties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all of that holiday spirit stuff, I decided I wanted things for all holidays, particularly holiday sweaters. Does anyone know where to get them? I am picturing one with a big Christmas tree on it, or a snow man, but I want a boyfriend style holiday sweater. Two people that I've asked got them from Norway or from a cousin. NONE of my cousins would ever consider looking at a holiday sweater so that's out of the question, and Norway is do-able but I have capstone that is taking over my life right now. I already have a pretty sweet 4th of July vest from D.I. so that can be checked off the list. That is basically my new life dream, to find holiday sweaters. Oh, and to attend a Celine Dion concert in Vegas, but I only have about 30 more days to do that, cause this is her last year. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-4686108663816239267?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/4686108663816239267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=4686108663816239267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4686108663816239267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/4686108663816239267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-holiday-sweater.html' title='I NEED a Holiday Sweater'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hr0A38jkmnI/R09s58GI5aI/AAAAAAAAAA0/o_QJT64BSvc/s72-c/HPIM0809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809883144416390536.post-5088267105740612024</id><published>2007-11-27T23:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:26:10.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Official Blog</title><content type='html'>This is my first official blog. I've officially graduated from facebook. It's 12:47 a.m. I put the time in because a lot of people put the time in their blogs and I figured that's just what you put in until you have more meaningful things to put in your blog. Put the time in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809883144416390536-5088267105740612024?l=josieema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/feeds/5088267105740612024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809883144416390536&amp;postID=5088267105740612024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5088267105740612024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809883144416390536/posts/default/5088267105740612024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://josieema.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-official-blog.html' title='My First Official Blog'/><author><name>josie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18112709417784918569</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>
