<?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-8270124</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:31:09.578-05:00</updated><category term='graduate school'/><category term='macbook'/><title type='text'>Katie Mo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-3332464575775857797</id><published>2009-02-21T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:30:21.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>belated 18 things about me!</title><content type='html'>So I decided that it was time to write my twenty-five things even though I’m way late to hop on the wagon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I have multiple favorite songs at a time.  Currently, my favorites are “Lucy in the Sky” by the Beatles, “Gideon” by My Morning Jacket, and “Let It Be” originally by the Beatles but specifically the Across the Universe cover.  &lt;br /&gt;2.  It is very likely that I will cry if I listen to “Let It Be” (Across the Universe version), though I don’t have a specific reason to be emotionally linked to the song.  Sometimes I just think it’s an appropriate song to listen to if I want to cry, so I do and maybe that’s why the two are linked.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I like to think that my birthday lasts all month, and frequently use that to my advantage.  But I have no regrets, and I don’t feel bad about it either.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Butter is one of my favorite foods.  European butter is far superior, though.  I understand that the difference is something about the amount of water in it.  Cheese is my absolutely ultimate food though.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I hope that my liking for Dorothy braids and overalls are influenced more by when I grew up than where.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I do NOT feel 24.  That sounds so old and young at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I’m still working on my Squeakies for the Greater Birmingham Humane Society, but mostly I’ve been cutting out pieces more than sewing them together.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I have a newly found love for diet coke.&lt;br /&gt;9. I don’t like to have Sundays off because then I don’t feel like I have a valid reason not to attend church.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am really upset about my store closing, but know that talking about it won’t change anything, and so don’t know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;11.  I miss my long hair.&lt;br /&gt;12.  I want a dog more than I want anything else.  I have always wanted a Great Dane, but would settle for a small dog with the mindset of a larger dog.&lt;br /&gt;13. I don’t have more than 4 pairs of white socks.&lt;br /&gt;14.  My day is incomplete if I have not worn some sort of jewelry.  &lt;br /&gt;15.  My coffee intake is unconceivable.  &lt;br /&gt;16.  I have always admired giraffes, polar bears, and lions more than other wild animals but don’t know why.  They’re just prettier.  This is the reason that I don’t like the Barking Kudu.  &lt;br /&gt;17.  I feel really guilty that I have never supported anyone with my presence at a court date.&lt;br /&gt;18.  I’m done with this!  Eighteen is enough for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-3332464575775857797?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3332464575775857797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=3332464575775857797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/3332464575775857797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/3332464575775857797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/belated-18-things-about-me.html' title='belated 18 things about me!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-4222620592369104977</id><published>2009-02-02T23:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:43:13.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/SYfXD7TesHI/AAAAAAAAACU/9FEc05RfjdI/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/SYfXD7TesHI/AAAAAAAAACU/9FEc05RfjdI/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298439949083652210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in a really time, but now I sort of feel like I have something worth blogging about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on Squeakies for the Greater Birmingham Humane Society's fundraising program Fur Arts Sake; these are my two favorites so far.  I think I'm going to stick with the monsters, because my bunny and frog didn't turn out so well.  At least if I make up the shape, no one can catch mistakes!&lt;br /&gt;Also in exciting news, I worked at Starbucks in Five Points today instead of my store.   It was a weird landmark for me.  Five Points was the first Starbucks that I ever visited, so it was kind of like the pinnacle of Starbucks to work at!  I felt so weird.  And the customers kept commenting on my flair.  But I really enjoyed myself.  The customers were still Southsiders -- nice people that are sort of busy but still have time to be polite or even downright friendly!  Several of them found Chris (the manager) to tell him that I'm a keeper!  It was exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm covering a shift tomorrow from 7:30am until noon, so it's my bedtime.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to write to you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-4222620592369104977?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4222620592369104977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=4222620592369104977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4222620592369104977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4222620592369104977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-havent-blogged-in-really-time-but-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/SYfXD7TesHI/AAAAAAAAACU/9FEc05RfjdI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-884047460012305303</id><published>2008-05-08T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:35:51.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Copelandisms 07-08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;"&gt;Copeland-isms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;"&gt;2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8/25 &lt;i&gt;LG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Let’s have a little sex contest now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8/28 &lt;i&gt;ST &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Wimps!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are not men!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/4 &lt;i&gt;SoT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Don’t crap on her face.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/5 &lt;i&gt;SoT “&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;I hear that turns some people on!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/6 &lt;i&gt;LG &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“I felt no swell!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;…write that down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/12 [to Brian Denton] “You gotta be funnier than that if you’re gonna interrupt me.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/13 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, you are Maggie!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/18 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I know how stupid I look just by looking at Katie [Fussell].”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/21 &lt;i&gt;Ticket&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “We need to tease them with our subtlety … that’s good for other things too.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/22 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I want this to be like, beer-swinging, beer-meister!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Guys, you still sound like, I’m about to be SICK!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is before the hangover!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/25 “You may not know this about me, but I ride around in my car thinking about vowels and where my tongue is.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/1 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Hit it harder with your tongue!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/3 &lt;i&gt;BH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Put a little P in your B… that sounds disgusting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/4 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “We’re just drinking beer and thinking about how lucky we are to be saved.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/9 &lt;i&gt;LP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, you’re in syrup.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/15 “This is Nick…he found love both at Old Miss and at UAB…a more permanent love here at UAB.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/18 recording @ Bluff Park “Where’s Chris [Reid]?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, he’s putting the make on Sam.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;10/25 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “That’s where I do my best conducting, in the shower.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don’t need that image.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/25 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “This is a law of your mouth-space”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/25 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “You can’t laugh at this right now if it’s kickin’ your hiney.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/30 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; [with motions to indicate…] “No, on that one, I want BIG WOMAN!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/30 &lt;i&gt;SC &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“I wish you guys weren’t so tough-looking, I might do a little slapping.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/31 &lt;i&gt;SC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Whatever magic I can produce with my little hand.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/5 “I mean, I love doin’ it.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/28 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Drive that one home with a biting attack!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12/4 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “If the women are aggressive enough, it should excite the men to a sufficiently louder response.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12/4 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Yes!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s what I need….excitement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;SC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “It sounds like a heavenly function!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That sounds retarded when I say it, like they’re in the bathroom.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/8 &lt;i&gt;WW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “You sound too white.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/9 &lt;i&gt;WW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Basses!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will look impotent if you don’t hit that….no man wants to look that way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/10 “Page four of the shits”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/14 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Altos and Tenors, you sound like you know how fast your mouth should be going but you just don’t want to do it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/15 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Everybody say, FABULOUS!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/15 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “That’s beginning to get good.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/15 &lt;i&gt;RC &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“In your most queenly voice…It has to have shake, and volume…I mean shake in your VOICE.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/15 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Basses, don’t sing like a bunch of queeny men, but, you know, like the women.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/15 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Don’t sing it if you sound bad.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That works in marriage too, just don’t do the stuff you’re not good at.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wait…well, I was talking about cleaning, but then I realized there’s a lot of other stuff, too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, I just keep thinking about Mom over there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/16 &lt;i&gt;WW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I can see why people might smoke some endorphins from time to time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/20 &lt;i&gt;JA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “We’ve just stuck the sopranos out there naked, on that high g; and I’m thinking about them….not naked, but..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/21 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Basses, join the dance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t come in like the father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know what I mean by that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/26 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, you’ve got to be gentle giants here – don’t impress me with your volume.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/28 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I believe everyone has problems.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/29 a SHPC “All right, close your eyes everybody [removes sweater] Okay, I just didn’t want the women to have that image of me.”&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/4 &lt;i&gt;SC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Basses, I don’t want something to fall out of your mouth, I want a beautiful tone to emerge.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/17 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I love sinners!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/18 “Basses, you need to sound like real singers here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t do it, but…think Dr. Mostellar.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/18 “We have an opportunity to excite people with our accents!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/18 [in monotone; on eternal life] “Good Lord, if that doesn’t excite you, what does?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/18 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Oh…god, that would be nice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, I didn’t mean it to sound that way.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 “Think up as you go down”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Oh man, wow, that sounds HOT! …in a non-hot way.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I can’t press a button or move my butt a certain way to make this crescendo happen!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/20 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Put a little bounce in it like I like it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/20 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, you sound virile today!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/20 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “No, you’re way too loud, altos, you sound like something’s wrong with you… you’re just water, you’re not a hose!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/21 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “What you did just then, it doesn’t have to be like that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/21 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “That’s just automatically ugly.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/24 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I’m going a little crazy, can you tell?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/24 &lt;i&gt;WW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “DIRTY!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You gotta feel….YEAH!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/26 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Women and altos!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, altos and tenors.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/27 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I realize that you’ve got a lot of reasons for doing it wrong.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/27 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Raise your eyebrows! Like you’ve been kissed before!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/27 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I haven’t found the words to tell you to make ‘until the universe’ as magical as I want it to be.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/27 &lt;i&gt;SD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Women, you’re not all that important.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/27 &lt;i&gt;SCD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Altos, I love you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel things for you…I feel like I’ve hurt my children.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to spend some special time with you after choir.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/28 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Whatever position that is, I admire it, but I can’t do it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30&lt;i&gt; RiverchaseMeth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Sadie has turned on the consonant faucet, everybody!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let it wet you!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30&lt;i&gt; RiverchaseMeth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Y’all aren’t gooey enough”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30&lt;i&gt; RiverchaseMeth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Y’all are scratchin’ some weird things.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30&lt;i&gt; RiverchaseMeth &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“And then the tenors will scratch themselves.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/31 &lt;i&gt;SCD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I don’t want you breathing after the long notes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those are the white ones.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/31 &lt;i&gt;WW &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Women are attracted to together-men.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s why they have never been much on me before.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/1 “You sound alive and you smell like potatoes.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/1 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “it’s like you know the future and it’s all good, okay?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/1 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Act like, ‘I’m so freaking glad I get to sing la’s again!’…I wish I could tell you everything I thought.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/2 &lt;i&gt;SCD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, your bums are way too loud.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/3 “This is Dr. Jordan’s arrangement, and if anyone gets away with illegally copying his stuff, it’s me.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/3 “Boy, you guys really sound HOT!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/3 “Think about the position of your tongues.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/4 “Let’s see if you can keep it up for two pages.”&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/7 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; *** “Men, I’m gonna try and get off a little earlier here. …please don’t write that one down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/7 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “You’ll have to allow for the fact that I might be a little crazy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;YEAH!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;BABY!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/8 “It’s like all the sudden you’ve got your hand in your arm or something.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/8 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “It’s like party party party oh you’re at church.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/8 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Too many basses are going down early right there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/9 &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “It’s the difference between a mature woman and a whiney brat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s just an example.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/10 “Caroline’s foot just fell out of Leigh’s….belly.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/10 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “It’s messing up our rhythmic integrity.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/10 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Brian, I don’t need you any brighter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’re bright enough.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/10 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I’m just gonna say it and pretend that’ll fix it...because I like to fantasize like that sometimes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/14 &lt;i&gt;WW &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“GOD I’M HAPPY!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, I don’t feel that way, but we’ve got to pretend that we’re excited about something in our lives!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/14 &lt;i&gt;SoT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Women, give me more than what I’m asking for.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/15 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Gotta be bigger than that, guys!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/15 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Take advantage of anything smart I say the first time, because then I’ll forget it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/16 &lt;i&gt;SoT &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Someone sounded like a drunk fool over there… Martin?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/17 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “And you’re thinking … mood change.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/17 &lt;i&gt;WL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Don’t make me ignore you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/18 &lt;i&gt;SpringConcert &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“And now the judges are no longer looking at the men, they’re thinking – my god!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the American women!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/18 &lt;i&gt;SpringConcert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Y’all are waking the little baby!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/18 &lt;i&gt;SpringConcert &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Who was that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ll be Aislynn from now on if you do that!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/21 “I wanted you to feel what it felt like.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/21 &lt;i&gt;SF&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I love the women. [pretends to smoke] I mean, in general…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/23 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I don’t really want to do men…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You should imagine the women here… you can make your own private jokes later.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/23 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I’m going on every time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless I don’t, of course.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/23 &lt;i&gt;ND&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Get excited and feel good in each measure”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/30 &lt;i&gt;Ireland, Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Quite frankly, you look terrible.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5/1 &lt;i&gt;Ireland, Day 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Tenors, you’re just barely there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m playing with the sopranos and you’re just there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5/2 &lt;i&gt;Ireland, Day 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “That room Internet is blazing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5/2 &lt;i&gt;Ireland, Day 2 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Yeah, and then I’m gonna give you the finger.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5/2 &lt;i&gt;Ireland, Day 2 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Girls, leave them alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What? At least I didn’t say boys.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Christmas&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/25 &lt;i&gt;Rune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Put your brains on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/6 &lt;i&gt;Rune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Nancy, that touches me deeply.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sopranos, I want you to touch me that deeply.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/6 &lt;i&gt;Rune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I’m going to tell you my hamster story one day.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/6 &lt;i&gt;Rune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Go to the bathroom, get to know one another.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/27 &lt;i&gt;Rune &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Look at Jake, isn’t that a beautiful mouth right there?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12/4 &lt;i&gt;Rune&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; to Brian Denton: “You got a pretty… pretty mouth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12/4 &lt;i&gt;Xmas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I would proverbially shoot you if you breathe after ‘fire.’”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Women’s Christmas&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/16 &lt;i&gt;Regretting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Accent SEX!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/19 &lt;i&gt;Rose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Ping it up there, just like a little boy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Brahms&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/31 “Don’t weenie yourself into that”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/31 “Hit it and get off it”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/4 “I’ve never said the f-word in public, but I thought it just then.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Brian, don’t cause me to sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;…I can feel my face getting red.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/7 “So you’re singing about the hand of god while you’re in the hand of god so while you’re not singing, send up a little prayer that you’ll get the next part right… by the way, that was a lousy joke.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/21“Tenors and Altos start, okay sopranos go!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;gang, you have about one more chance left before I start to lose it.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Women’s Chorale &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;10/2 &lt;i&gt;SR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I always like it when they make the fruit of the womb mysterious.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/17 &lt;i&gt;SR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Be in a very Catholic mood here”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/17 &lt;i&gt;SR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Okay, let’s just skip the step of ‘I don’t know this very well’ and interpret it the way you think I would…and I’ll tell you if you’re wrong.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/19 &lt;i&gt;SR “&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;I feel very Catholic conducting this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chamber Choir&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8/29 &lt;i&gt;DebI &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“I’m gonna shoot some altos”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/10 &lt;i&gt;SGifts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “okay, now tenors and men”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/12 &lt;i&gt;DebIII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I promise, to Dr. Copeland (praise be upon him) to listen to the CD that he made us (praise be upon him).”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/8 &lt;i&gt;DebIII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “It sounds like hicks when you say it, unless you poke your lips out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/10 &lt;i&gt;DebIII “&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Let’s pretend she has a point.” (for Cherith)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/15 &lt;i&gt;SGifts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I don’t usually forget to be a retard”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/5 &lt;i&gt;DebII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “In the first measure, give me a little more tongue – you know what I mean by that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11/7 &lt;i&gt;DebII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Whitney, you can control more than you think.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/14 &lt;i&gt;M&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “I can always hear Brian [Denton], and that’s great, because he’s always right on pitch.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/14 &lt;i&gt;M&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “You can’t be lulled into passiv—into badness by the tenors.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/30 &lt;i&gt;CD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“get busy… that’s a weekend slang thing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/4 &lt;i&gt;CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Men, look at your part while I work the women.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/4 &lt;i&gt;CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Let me have the chink girls.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/6 &lt;i&gt;CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Guys, you’re used to crapping into a piece.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/18 &lt;i&gt;CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “They’re right there, their mouths are on it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/18 &lt;i&gt;CD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; to Jenny: “STUPID!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/17 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Don’t try to force it, just let it happen.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “This is a real note, not a fart.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Let’s start at letter c… that’s cut-time in my language.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/24 &lt;i&gt;Haec &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Good Lord, we all finished at the same place!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/26 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Sorry, I just want to be with the guys for a little bit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/9 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; “Y’all are going for thin and I want THICK!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Conversations: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/13 &lt;i&gt;RC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Dr. C: “Sopranos, you’re a big woman….you’re brave, you’re proud!” Chris: “Maggie.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9/21 Mrs. Reynolds: “Can I be anal retentive for a moment?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dr C: “Can you not be?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2/5 Dr. C: “You can call that section a Nancy.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nancy: “You callin me a bitch?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dr. C: “Uh…ha, yeah, that’s what I meant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m getting red again aren’t I?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/4 Dr. C: “Oh man, Katie, you missed a great performance.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;[Wynfrey, and I didn’t miss anything!]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/18 Dr. C: “I’ll wear my tuxedo pants and my Starbucks turtleneck” Katie Mo: “Will you wear a beret and snap?” Dr C: “Maybe for you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/21 Dr. C: “No breath after the word ‘inside.’” Nancy: “So we can’t breathe for the last two pages?” Dr. C: “That’s not what I said, Nancy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everybody, let’s come up with a name for Nancy today.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/26 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Linc: “He just said he was doing it with men!” Dr C: “You can’t make fun of me unless you’re getting your part right.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/3 Dr. C: “Try to be cupid.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you wiggle your head?...Don’t wiggle that, Linc!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/16 [to Jennifer Thorp] “You’re going to get knocked up at an early age. …What? It’s true, you’re from Hueytown.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/22 Madison: “Patris….sorry, that was my fault.” Dr. C: “okay, well, I’ll shoot you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Copelandisms from other people:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/1 &lt;i&gt;DebIII &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Cherith “That’s not puberty.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/8 &lt;i&gt;Rose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Erin: “If you’re gonna die, do it BIG.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10/17 &lt;i&gt;Rose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Erin: “I’m doing it for you; you’re the ones that are gonna run out of air!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have to breathe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I mean, I have to breathe, but… OKAY.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;DebII&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Whitney: “Okay, well as long as I still have the solo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1/23 &lt;i&gt;Brahms &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Mrs. Reynolds “This is a place where you really have to strap it on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/3 &lt;i&gt;SoT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Lindsey: “I just read on the paper where it says “ritard with conviction””&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 Martin: “SHOUT!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jeh-sus!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/19 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Brian Denton: “We came in but then we got off.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/25 Linc: “A little sectional healing.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/28 Kelli Parks: “I like going down.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30 &lt;i&gt;RiverchaseMeth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Dr. Reynolds “They are spread out like tentacles across the community.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/30 &lt;i&gt;RiverchaseMeth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Dr. Reynolds “At the end of the Shutz, I’m gonna look at you and give you the finger.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4/2 &lt;i&gt;Haec&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; Jon Hood: “I don’t know if you mean for it to sound ‘girl-heavy.’”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%"&gt;-&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3/2 at SHPC, the Scottish preacher “the tragedy of 7/11” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-884047460012305303?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/884047460012305303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=884047460012305303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/884047460012305303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/884047460012305303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2008/05/copelandisms-07-08.html' title='Copelandisms 07-08!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-6897235564138711297</id><published>2008-02-11T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:11.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/R7EmUoXaFvI/AAAAAAAAABk/uc9CVs3ihFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0219_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/R7EmUoXaFvI/AAAAAAAAABk/uc9CVs3ihFQ/s320/IMG_0219_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165952383445505778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am so sneaky!  This is why I LOVE miPhone!  Justin is a beautiful, beautiful man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dr. Copeland, take note: tardiness is only acceptable in cases of gorgeous, confused English men ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8270124-6897235564138711297?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6897235564138711297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=6897235564138711297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/6897235564138711297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/6897235564138711297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so-sneaky-this-is-why-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/R7EmUoXaFvI/AAAAAAAAABk/uc9CVs3ihFQ/s72-c/IMG_0219_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-3981439079159565615</id><published>2007-11-19T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:06:41.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings and doughnuts</title><content type='html'>what is it that leads people into such generic pathways? Lame as it is, sex &amp; the city this week left me wondering-- what is it that makes people want grow up and get married? Is it really just something we've learned from birth as what we do? I wonder what impact that leaves on the concept of gay marriage. Aside from legal bendits, what are they really hoping for? A wedding certainly doesnt guarantee happily ever after. When i see pictures of old friends of mine engaged or at batchelorette parties, I really start to wonder what all the hype is about. Everyone strives to become the same generic boring tan thin "beautiful bride". Ugh. I am disgusted. And eating doughnuts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-3981439079159565615?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3981439079159565615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=3981439079159565615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/3981439079159565615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/3981439079159565615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/weddings-and-doughnuts.html' title='weddings and doughnuts'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-2746569532564372446</id><published>2007-11-13T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:44:50.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning!</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a really long time, so I decided that today was the day to do it, while I ignore the copy of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt; that's hanging out of my purse for class this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;It's been crazy since I last blogged!  I don't even remember what was going on when I did! So here are a few updates on me:&lt;br /&gt;+ I have a few bajillion papers to write before school gets out, and I'm not even sure when that deadline is.  &lt;br /&gt;+ I've lost my planner.&lt;br /&gt;+ I work A LOT.  At least five days a week, which doesn't seem like a lot until you remember (and I do sometimes forget) that I'm in GRADUATE SCHOOL and that's a big hairy deal.&lt;br /&gt;+ Graduate School is still an abstract concept for me. I feel like I do less work now that I'm a graduate student and I'm pretty sure that that's the wrong approach.&lt;br /&gt;+ Dad's birthday is tomorrow and I hope he doesn't read this, but all I could think to get him was cashew butter. and rye bread.&lt;br /&gt;+ Chris really likes his birthday ring!  It's so cool.  There are pictures of it on facebook.  It's a pirate ring that he can stamp in wax to leave his Cap'n seal! (It even says Cap'n inside)&lt;br /&gt;+ I miss hot Hailey&lt;br /&gt;+ My car is clean because it has no laundry, but it still has most of my books and papers for the semester, and a case of water that I decided not to share.&lt;br /&gt;+ Johnny guards my room nightly from mice that ate my bagels.&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm using Christopher's wireless keyboard. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;+ I love this cold weather.  It makes me want to buy SWEATERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;+ Sam has a nice boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;+ Come visit me every morning this week except Tuesday at work.  I'll be there, from at least 6:30 onwards til noonish.  &lt;br /&gt;+ Our Christmas merchandise is so cute!  Though my tastes trend toward the more "Holiday"-not-"christmas" stuff, the gingerbread mitten cookies and Christmas blend are SO GOOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;= I'm going to buy rye bread and visit the UPS guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios, amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-2746569532564372446?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2746569532564372446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=2746569532564372446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/2746569532564372446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/2746569532564372446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-morning.html' title='good morning!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-4584912190679519745</id><published>2007-09-20T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:11.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduate school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbook'/><title type='text'>future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RvMvH-o28gI/AAAAAAAAABc/ooYrVMHxS-c/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RvMvH-o28gI/AAAAAAAAABc/ooYrVMHxS-c/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112481816115606018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my new favorite toy!  My mommy bought it, and now I owe her a ridiculous amount of money!  Wahoo!  I LOVE that I took this picture of miBook with miPhone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so, the reason I try not to blog very often is that when I do, it either tends to be nothing, or a lot of complaints about what's going on with me.  I feel like I ought to have moe to say in a blog than some angst-ridden teenager.  But I need a place to let a lot of my stress out, so I guess we'll try this again, whenever I have internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduate school is ridiculously hard, and the more often I hear that "a person has to love the dirty bits of research for little to no pay to make it in this field," the more I doubt my ability to do much of anything, especially become a professor.  I recently logged into Project Muse to see what I could dig up in the field of my undergraduate thesis, and found that someone else has already published almost my exact article.  I was completely taken aback...I still am.  What do I do with a year's work that is now apparently worthless?  I found that she even referenced some of my same sources!  Do I study her article to dissect it, or do I start anew with another topic, only to be thwarted again?  I couldn't bring myself to read her whole article, and I don't know who to talk to about it.  I've lost my drive to become published, at least in the critical field.  &lt;br /&gt;Chris's parents suggested once that I seemed to be more of a children's author/illustrator.  Lately, that appeals to me more and more!  Who doesn't want to spend their life dabbling in arts &amp; crafts, and rhyme?  I could be Dr. Seuss!  THAT would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.  Those are my most recent jumbled thoughts...aside from money, lack of sleep, and the ongoing attempt to balance school and work.&lt;br /&gt;see you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-4584912190679519745?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4584912190679519745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=4584912190679519745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4584912190679519745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4584912190679519745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/future.html' title='future?'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RvMvH-o28gI/AAAAAAAAABc/ooYrVMHxS-c/s72-c/IMG_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-8013428710896269236</id><published>2007-09-08T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:12.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>miPhone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNwQIFlo_I/AAAAAAAAABU/IkaJ_TuvJn0/s1600-h/iphone_inhandhome_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNwQIFlo_I/AAAAAAAAABU/IkaJ_TuvJn0/s200/iphone_inhandhome_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108049824719414258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying a now-discontinued 4GB iPhone yesterday made me reconsider my college experience. I realized three things over the course of being-unable-to-put-it-down and a compulsive checking-its-battery-power all day:&lt;br /&gt;1. miPhone is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;2. Most of my most recent and favorite pictures are on my laptop, where my iTunes account is not.&lt;br /&gt;3. The thing I regret most about my college career is the total disentegration of my family life.&lt;br /&gt;It may seem like a funny thing, to be led to this discovery by miPhone (that's what I named it, and that's what I'll call it. It's an iPhone, it's mine, so there!); but as I searched for pictures of my family to put under their contact information, I found more family pictures from when I was younger than ten than I found from the last twelve years, of any of us (except of myself, which is no good for my contacts list).  I also discovered that I was the last to leave Dad's family cell phone plan.  I'sweird, isn't it?  To create your own cell account and realize that your brother and mother have already "abandoned ship," as it were?&lt;br /&gt;I just miss my family.  I miss eating dinner together, and Zack humming when he knew it was almost time to eat (although I've picked up that habit).  I miss being forced to go to church after a tantrum on Sunday morning, if only to sit together and be bored for an hour, and listen to Grandma sing.  Lately, I've been missing my grandparents more than ever.  I feel like I'm missing a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNny4Flo9I/AAAAAAAAABE/h9CVgiv7mBE/s1600-h/1989.2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNny4Flo9I/AAAAAAAAABE/h9CVgiv7mBE/s1600-h/1989.2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108040526115218386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNny4Flo9I/AAAAAAAAABE/h9CVgiv7mBE/s400/1989.2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And graduate school is &lt;i&gt;hard&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-8013428710896269236?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8013428710896269236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=8013428710896269236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/8013428710896269236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/8013428710896269236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/miphone.html' title='miPhone'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RuNwQIFlo_I/AAAAAAAAABU/IkaJ_TuvJn0/s72-c/iphone_inhandhome_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-7673702335155478827</id><published>2007-06-11T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:13.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately, everything in my life has been neglected!  Graduation and everything overwhelmed me, then all I wanted to do was move and relax all summer but I don't feel like I've hit that yet!  I'm still going full speed, it feels like!  Though, I did cut my hair, and that was pretty exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/Rm2kpZPe1qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5iNHb_1thWY/s1600-h/summer07+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/Rm2kpZPe1qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5iNHb_1thWY/s400/summer07+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074893386173830818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is!  ^^^&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm at the lake with my mommy where we have INTERNET and I think I'm going to go swimming instead of sitting here watching designers' challenge on HGTV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-7673702335155478827?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7673702335155478827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=7673702335155478827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/7673702335155478827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/7673702335155478827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/lately-everything-in-my-life-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/Rm2kpZPe1qI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5iNHb_1thWY/s72-c/summer07+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-2795186009893956253</id><published>2007-03-08T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:13.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RfAaidqOlVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mfiz4TuEUvc/s1600-h/mockingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039557162407204178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RfAaidqOlVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mfiz4TuEUvc/s320/mockingbird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there is a chubby little mockingbird on my balcony!!!  he's so cute and fluffy!  i wanna keep him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-2795186009893956253?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2795186009893956253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=2795186009893956253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/2795186009893956253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/2795186009893956253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-is-chubby-little-mockingbird-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RfAaidqOlVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mfiz4TuEUvc/s72-c/mockingbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-4950746502060176152</id><published>2007-02-16T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:13.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had THE MOST amazing dream last night. We (the UAB choirs - Women's included) were doing a work solo with Justin Brown and the ASO, and Donna &amp; her sister Danielle were in choir too and Justin Brown was friends with me and he went out to eat with me and Jackie and Chris! wahoo! ...also, there was a huge complication with choir outfits and most choir members thought that they could wear jeans and whatever to the first act and change in the middle of the event and Mrs Reynolds was FREAKING OUT...probably because despite their attire, they were obstinate about sitting in the choral balcony so that they could watch Justin! CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdXCfRCfKaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DY1yPETSoKw/s1600-h/Brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032142001061964194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdXCfRCfKaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DY1yPETSoKw/s320/Brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was a fun dream though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-4950746502060176152?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4950746502060176152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=4950746502060176152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4950746502060176152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/4950746502060176152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-most-amazing-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdXCfRCfKaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DY1yPETSoKw/s72-c/Brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-1730601020875457513</id><published>2007-02-15T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:23:13.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my room now contains the perfect man...</title><content type='html'>tall, handsome, silent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I just found out that my bank account's overdrawn again. That's bad. So I need a job...this week. Boo. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also! Happy belated v-day and birthday to me. I haven't blogged in about a month I guess, but it's been a little hectic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If anyone has a good idea of where I should get a job, let me know! k great :) Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I leave you with this image:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdUumhCfKYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_NaJQa4vws/s1600-h/cutoutjohnny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031979397895104898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdUumhCfKYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_NaJQa4vws/s400/cutoutjohnny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-1730601020875457513?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1730601020875457513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=1730601020875457513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/1730601020875457513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/1730601020875457513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-room-now-contains-perfect-man.html' title='my room now contains the perfect man...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ysvuwsl-DCI/RdUumhCfKYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A_NaJQa4vws/s72-c/cutoutjohnny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116904666120614638</id><published>2007-01-17T09:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:11:01.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday (despite my worries of the day before), I really felt like I accomplished something for the greater good!  I attended the Student Forum that I was yelling about after choir and couldn't coerce anyone into attending with me, and spoke my mind about what they're trying to do with our library.  I don't know if any of the bigwigs listened, but I did make a friend in the library administration.  It was pretty cool, but I still have a complete melt down of confidence when speaking in front of large groups (Doesn't any one else kind of have a brain break down, and their voice shakes and they start to lose a little bit of their sight around the edges?  It's pretty terrifying). &lt;br /&gt;I also had what I felt was my first really successful RHA meeting!  A lot of Hall Council people showed up, we got everything done that we needed to, and the meeting didn't last too long (which is always an accomplishment in and of itself but I've never had the problem of making a meeting last too long because I never have that much to say)! &lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yesterday was a pretty good day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I don't know if I can talk because my throat hurts pretty badly and I felt like I was losing it yesterday.  We'll see after breakfast if I can talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Dolly Parton's birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116904666120614638?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116904666120614638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116904666120614638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116904666120614638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116904666120614638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-yesterday-despite-my-worries-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116892299076153926</id><published>2007-01-15T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:00:25.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I haven't blogged in a long time because I've been a *little* stressed - even over the holiday. I graduate in May. If I applied for grad school on time, or knew where I&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was going to live, it wouldn't be such a big stress. I need to just take a weekend and get it done. This weekend would have been good, since nothing big is due yet, but of course I relaxed. I deserved it though. hrmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In other news, I still am not making any money because I don't have a job. That's cool (but not really).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, 24 started last night!!! Thank you Jack Bauer for providing me with a short but needed escape every Monday night for the rest of the semester (or something like that). The season really started off with a bang!!!! Ahh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/1600/712952/24h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/400/686786/24h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you think you know what's going to happen - you don't know JACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116892299076153926?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116892299076153926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116892299076153926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116892299076153926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116892299076153926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-i-havent-blogged-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116743612661652391</id><published>2006-12-29T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:48:46.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/1600/945063/chinchilla11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/320/768366/chinchilla11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A chinchilla!!!  Isn't he cute?!?!  I met (and pet) one last night at the ZooLight Safari!!!  It was a date (with Christopher, not the chinchilla), and it was fun!  There were lots of photo-ops with lights, like a haybale with wings behind it so you can be an angel, or giraffe and lion cutouts that you stick your face through.  We only had Chris's camera phone though, so we didn't take many pictures.  They also had snowmen holding hats that spat out little soap bubblies and it was like snow!!! I thought it was really ice until I stood under one and ended up with a soapy peppermint mocha. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went and found MarkyJo, and we went to see &lt;u&gt;The Holiday&lt;/u&gt;!  It was good.  Everyone should see it, even if it was a little cheesy.  It had one unexpected twist that I liked a lot! &lt;br /&gt;I'm at the lake with Mommy, and the gas-guys just finished installing the gas fireplace.  It's time to eat!  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116743612661652391?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116743612661652391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116743612661652391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116743612661652391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116743612661652391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/chinchilla-isnt-he-cute-i-met-and-pet.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116676364562960593</id><published>2006-12-21T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:00:45.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/1600/942783/HPIM0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/400/229272/HPIM0697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;hehe!  Merry Christmas from the Tie Tree at Brooks Brothers in the Galleria!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116676364562960593?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116676364562960593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116676364562960593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116676364562960593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116676364562960593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/hehe-merry-christmas-from-tie-tree-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116553593890307045</id><published>2006-12-07T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:01:15.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;bwahaha!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buying presents means being DEVIOUS!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;...and now, for your viewing pleasure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/1600/190008/potc2778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5119/552/400/922107/potc2778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116553593890307045?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116553593890307045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116553593890307045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116553593890307045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116553593890307045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/12/bwahaha-buying-presents-means-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116313810291893239</id><published>2006-11-09T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:55:02.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more I look into grad school, the more I find myself completely freaking the freak out! I came to the realization that I have really no idea what I want to do with my life. There are a lot of things I want to accomplish, and I can't seem to find a way to go about doing it.&lt;br /&gt;A few things I'd like to accomplish in my life time besides get married, have kids, raise a big family and be successful in my family life... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fix the school systems. There is no reason why people shouldn't care about the school system. The education of children is the single most important factor in taking care of the future. I don't know why some people don't realize that. The children in school now will eventually be controlling the world. "NO Child Left Behind" may be good in theory but in practice it's a bunch of crap. There is no reason why the smarter kids (and all men are NOT created equal - you know it, I know it. Intelligence varies in every person) should have to wait while the slower kids catch up, if they catch up. The schools also need more money, or less money where it isn't needed. Better resources. Better teachers (higher STANDARDS for teachers...did you know that the accepted GPA for teachers is 2.5? a high C?! That seems like crap to me. Teachers should always be smarter than their students). Teachers should also get paid more. Maybe I say that because my mom is a teacher, or maybe because that seems to be the road I'm on, but why should the very people that educate surgeons, politicians, athletes (ha ha), and lawyers be making less than any of them? ugh&lt;br /&gt;- Shock the American public into realizing that elections don't have to be about "the lesser of two evils." This isn't fair to us, as a "democracy," we should have the right to choose. Bob Riley and Lucy Baxley should NOT be the choice we're forced to make. I didn't like either one of them. Raising minimum wage is great but she couldn't campaign for just herself, she had to sling mud like nobody's business? And Riley's just dumb, let's face it. ...This also holds for the last presidential election. eek.&lt;br /&gt;- Change the lives of students, even if it's only a few. Help them realize their potential and not to be intimidated by the greatness of others, only inspired by it. I used to be so afraid of the "smart kids" in my English classes until I realized I was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;- World Peace is completely unattainable (and I'm not running for Miss America), but I don't know why the American government can't understand that. Having more money does NOT make us much better than other countries. When we go overseas, people HATE us. That should change. One way to change that is to educate children in WORLD history, not just Alabama and United States history. I don't know how, but I made it out of public school with ONE YEAR of World History (please tell me how they think they'll cram that much info into one semester) out of the 13 I was in grade school! Also, I don't think the American Army needs to be fighting other people's wars. If a people cannot defend their land, they lose it. It's worked that way since the beginning of time and if people want to go over and join foreign militaries elsewhere, believing the cause is good, let 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are just a few of the things that I want to see changed, and want to help effect change in my lifetime. I have no idea how I'll accomplish that.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a meeting today to look into the Alternative Masters Program in the School of Education. It was pretty awful. Elementary education majors have to be pursuing that because (specifically in the case of the women in my meeting today) they cannot hold an intelligent conversation with an adult to SAVE THEIR LIVES. My GOD. The girl that arrived early (like me) was on her phone when she got there - she was talking too loud about nothing ("oh my GOD, yes I know! ...yeah, I was feeling great yesterday but today I don't feel good. Today I'm feeling pretty bad. Yesterday I felt pretty good!" she said the same thing over and over and over and over and over and over....), and this continued once she got off the phone to a girl she didn't know, which lasted about half an hour before the meeting (our presenter person was late), and then every five seconds in our meeting, she had a question that was specific to her which should have waited until later. It was like she was afraid that if she stopped talking, her vocal chords would die or her head would fall off or something. INCESSANT. I almost got up and left just because she was so INCREDIBLY annoying. It was pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;So that kind of turned me off to the whole 5th year in education thing. I'm stumped. I know one girl shouldn't make me change that whole decision, but I can't say that I'd be happy in a permanent setting with people like her. I wanted to teach high school English while getting my PhD but now I'm sort of thinking I might just stay in school forever and go ahead and get my PhD now. I don't even know if I can do that. I don't even know if that's what I want to do. And teach college.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little muddled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116313810291893239?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116313810291893239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116313810291893239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116313810291893239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116313810291893239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-i-look-into-grad-school-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116278347796702713</id><published>2006-11-05T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:24:37.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN YOU, UAB, FOR THUS THWARTING MY EFFORTS OF ESCAPE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116278347796702713?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116278347796702713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116278347796702713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116278347796702713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116278347796702713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-you-uab-for-thus-thwarting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116265527326715582</id><published>2006-11-04T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T09:47:53.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/satine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/satine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my little strawberry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116265527326715582?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116265527326715582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116265527326715582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116265527326715582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116265527326715582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-little-strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116218394309777552</id><published>2006-10-29T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:52:23.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/fairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/n20504550_30583110_8580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/n20504550_30583110_8580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/n20500857_30587554_6563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/n20500857_30587554_6563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/mad%20hatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/mad%20hatter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;what's your costume this year? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116218394309777552?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116218394309777552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116218394309777552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116218394309777552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116218394309777552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloweenwhats-your-costume-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116155264956522767</id><published>2006-10-22T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:30:49.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/10-21-06_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/10-21-06_019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yay!  a picture from my mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116155264956522767?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116155264956522767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116155264956522767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116155264956522767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116155264956522767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-picture-from-my-mommy.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-116041313193727706</id><published>2006-10-09T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:58:52.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/columbusbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/columbusbig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Columbus Day!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He was a pirate, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-116041313193727706?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/116041313193727706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=116041313193727706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116041313193727706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/116041313193727706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-columbus-day-he-was-pirate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115976455240536811</id><published>2006-10-01T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T23:49:12.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/cheshirecat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/cheshirecat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115976455240536811?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115976455240536811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115976455240536811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115976455240536811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115976455240536811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115954512431804309</id><published>2006-09-29T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:52:04.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>devious?  me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/poster36831075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/poster36831075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sorry, Whitney...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115954512431804309?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115954512431804309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115954512431804309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115954512431804309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115954512431804309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/devious-me.html' title='devious?  me?'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115933381041105978</id><published>2006-09-27T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:10:10.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/madhatter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/madhatter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just tried on my costume.  I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!  I can't wait for Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115933381041105978?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115933381041105978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115933381041105978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115933381041105978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115933381041105978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-i-just-tried-on-my-costume.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115924389294454339</id><published>2006-09-25T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:11:32.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/snow-white-and-the-seven-dwarfs-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/snow-white-and-the-seven-dwarfs-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, can you name all seven? I just tried, and I was missing one. No cheating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115924389294454339?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115924389294454339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115924389294454339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115924389294454339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115924389294454339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-can-you-name-all-seven-i-just-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115867332809283600</id><published>2006-09-19T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T08:42:08.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/orlandoconfused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/orlandoconfused.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I can't believe I almost forgot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://talklikeapirateday.com/wordpress/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Talk Like a Pirate Day!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115867332809283600?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115867332809283600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115867332809283600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115867332809283600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115867332809283600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cant-believe-i-almost-forgot-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115862994001502049</id><published>2006-09-18T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:39:00.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/15789425_f81d9d7565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/15789425_f81d9d7565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When you hear someone referred to as "creepy" twice in one day, you start to wonder...&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to add... you shouldn't make Monice Lewinsky references after telling a story about Lauren leaving your office crying :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115862994001502049?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115862994001502049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115862994001502049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115862994001502049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115862994001502049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/creepy.html' title='Creepy...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115829481813591750</id><published>2006-09-14T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:33:38.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/happy_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/happy_goat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenmountaincoffee.com/ContentPage.aspx?Name=DancingGoats&amp;amp;DeptName=TheStoryofCoffee"&gt;Proof that I do have a problem...click to learn the mythical history of coffee!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he cute!??!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115829481813591750?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115829481813591750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115829481813591750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115829481813591750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115829481813591750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/proof-that-i-do-have-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115816138583841066</id><published>2006-09-13T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:23:36.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/87be0061be5cdceb70543d7cd7059d48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/87be0061be5cdceb70543d7cd7059d48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeheehee, look what i found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.music.uab.edu/techinstitute/staff"&gt;http://www.music.uab.edu/techinstitute/staff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! Robert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, I found this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vivabarista.com/index.php?option=com_phpshop&amp;page=shop.product_details&amp;amp;flypage=shop.flypage&amp;product_id=19&amp;amp;amp;category_id=&amp;Itemid=1&amp;amp;mosmsg=Please+select+a+special+item+from+the+details+page%21"&gt;Christopher?!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115816138583841066?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115816138583841066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115816138583841066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115816138583841066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115816138583841066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/teeheehee-look-what-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115798663896245939</id><published>2006-09-11T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T09:57:18.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory in Jesus, My Savior, Forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/img8597a3dehsw13w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/img8597a3dehsw13w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the poster I got this weekend! It is so beautiful! I also have the magazine, so it's DOUBLE the fun! well...somehow. To me anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115798663896245939?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115798663896245939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115798663896245939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115798663896245939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115798663896245939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/victory-in-jesus-my-savior-forever.html' title='Victory in Jesus, My Savior, Forever...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115752133810534989</id><published>2006-09-06T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:42:18.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it seems that someone was jealous of his costar's fabulously good looks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/ps-38-011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/ps-38-011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood heart-throb Orlando Bloom pokes fun at his Pirates Of The Caribbean co-star Johnny Depp in the upcoming series of British TV comedy Extras, claiming women only had eyes for him on set. Bloom appears as himself in the hit Ricky Gervais show, and makes his outlandish comments while trying to impress an extra played by Scottish actress Ashley Jensen. Bloom jokes, "It's my looks that all the girls fawn over. Nobody was bothered by Johnny on set. "Johnny freak-I-make-art-house-movies and have stupid scissors for hands. Willy Wonka - more like Johnny W**ker." (c) 2006 World Entertainment News Network&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115752133810534989?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115752133810534989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115752133810534989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115752133810534989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115752133810534989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-seems-that-someone-was-jealous-of.html' title='it seems that someone was jealous of his costar&apos;s fabulously good looks!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115734764572908789</id><published>2006-09-04T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:27:25.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/ewan_mcgregor11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/ewan_mcgregor11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dance in the sky by the light of the moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115734764572908789?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115734764572908789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115734764572908789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115734764572908789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115734764572908789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-dance-in-sky-by-light-of-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115699174228597186</id><published>2006-08-30T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:35:42.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/error%20message.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/error%20message.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a not good day. . .&lt;br /&gt;(One of) my psych teachers is &lt;em&gt;completely &lt;/em&gt;incompetent (I stress "completely" because I don't think that the other one hits a very high standard either). I fail to see how what she lectures on relates to the book, or the reasoning behind the test we have to take every class period on a new chapter when we haven't moved out of the first one (other than to keep us coming to class but that's a shitty unfair way to keep up your attendance), or how hermaphrodites relate to our class in any possible way other than perhaps she noticed that I was going to get up and walk out to refrain from &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KILLING EVERYONE IN THERE TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM THEIR SHEER STUPIDITY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...so. Anyway. That was that class... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wish guys knew that it was to have a period - to know what it is to feel ABSOLUTELY CRAZY for a few days with NO explanation - and not even understand it yourself. so.  that about sums it up.  bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;also, i feel much better now.  Hurray food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115699174228597186?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115699174228597186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115699174228597186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115699174228597186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115699174228597186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-not-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115682851471235705</id><published>2006-08-29T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:15:14.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i start thinking of this as my "senior year," it's a lot scarier. So I'm not gonna do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw an amazing shirt today that said "Don't let your mind wander, it's too small to be outside alone." It made me laugh. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, week two began on a good note and I hope to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/222366_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/222366_md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115682851471235705?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115682851471235705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115682851471235705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115682851471235705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115682851471235705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-start-thinking-of-this-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115647363518766147</id><published>2006-08-24T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:41:03.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/queentemper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/queentemper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOSE MY TEMPER, YOU LOSE YOUR HEAD, UNDERSTAND!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;:oD I am okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115647363518766147?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115647363518766147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115647363518766147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115647363518766147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115647363518766147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-lose-my-temper-you-lose-your-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115595258865312864</id><published>2006-08-18T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:56:28.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello! I haven't blogged in a really long time!&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going well! I was invited to write an undergraduate Honors Thesis for the English Department, and I agreed to do so, so I I have a lot on my plate this year! AHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am finally all moved in to Camp, too! Hurray! All I have to do is hang things on the walls now to make them pretty. Because you can see all the paint patches they had to put up after the last resident - the base paint of my wall is flat, but they patched it with something shiny. Brilliant. But anyway, look at my pretty room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/HPIM0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0567.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/HPIM0567.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my living room and my view! how exciting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115595258865312864?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115595258865312864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115595258865312864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115595258865312864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115595258865312864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-i-havent-blogged-in-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115433137459406348</id><published>2006-07-31T02:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T05:07:43.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>match in the gas tank...</title><content type='html'>I am have done absolutely nothing productive this weekend.  I need to clean my room and start packing so I can move and completely shirk my duties as an RA.  For those of you who are unaware, I have resigned my position at Blazer and will be naught but a humble resident at Camp next year.  I will still be Director of the Residence Hall Association, but that doesn't really pay.  The more stuff I have to do for this job, though, the more content I am in my decision.  Silly residents. &lt;br /&gt;I would really really like to go to the beach.  I miss the sun, and the hotness, with the waves and the seagulls and the sand.  MMM!!!  Beach! &lt;br /&gt;I ate Gushers today.  I think they were old, so that was gross. &lt;br /&gt;I am going to watch Gilbert Grape now and then sleep on the desk until I can leave at 6am.  Hurray for the only movie in which Leonardo DiCaprio really portrayed his true self!!!  Oh Johnny.  The Perfect Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I found this, and it might work, and it might not.  so if it doesn't, try the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXEHOS6p2o8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YXEHOS6p2o8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXEHOS6p2o8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115433137459406348?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115433137459406348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115433137459406348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115433137459406348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115433137459406348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/07/match-in-gas-tank.html' title='match in the gas tank...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115250421724999468</id><published>2006-07-09T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T08:04:44.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/july4th_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/july4th_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I MADE A PIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:  and I hadn't before, which is why it's a big deal.  Thanks, Keith.  :oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm headed to NJ today!  Flying by myself!  Train-hopping by myself!  Yikes!  Wish me luck!  &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115250421724999468?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115250421724999468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115250421724999468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115250421724999468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115250421724999468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-made-pie-edit-and-i-hadnt-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115219683815151680</id><published>2006-07-06T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T09:40:38.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/46299263310_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/46299263310_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY GOD IT'S HERE!!! IT'S TONIGHT!!!! WAHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115219683815151680?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115219683815151680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115219683815151680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115219683815151680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115219683815151680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-god-its-here-its-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115175857064946536</id><published>2006-07-01T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T07:56:10.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy july!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/potc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/potc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115175857064946536?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115175857064946536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115175857064946536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115175857064946536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115175857064946536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-july-six-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115101891212879255</id><published>2006-06-22T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:28:32.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY INTERNET IS FIXED!!! Matt and Mike the Brighthouse guys came today and fixed it!!! Hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Cyndi Lauper's birthday, too! Any excuse to eat cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/i041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/i041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fifteen days!!! eee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115101891212879255?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115101891212879255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115101891212879255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115101891212879255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115101891212879255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-internet-is-fixed-matt-and-mike.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115022959874165185</id><published>2006-06-13T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T15:13:18.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom sent me this picture; it made me never want to eat cereal again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/babycereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/babycereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115022959874165185?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115022959874165185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115022959874165185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115022959874165185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115022959874165185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-mom-sent-me-this-picture-it-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-115008278726015646</id><published>2006-06-11T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:26:27.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would also like to clarify that the reason I did not post a happy birthday to Johnny was because I bought him a cake, decorated it with piratey things, and sang him a song.&lt;br /&gt;But mmm, Johnny (the cookie cake was delicious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/i062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/i062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;please sir, may I have some more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made Johnny-sandwiches: peanut butter and jelly on honey wheat with his picture in the bag on top of the napkin! :oD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY 7TH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-115008278726015646?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/115008278726015646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=115008278726015646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115008278726015646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/115008278726015646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-would-also-like-to-clarify-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114998378668379143</id><published>2006-06-10T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T18:56:26.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!  today I am at the lake with my mommy, my brother, Amanda, Hillary my cousin, her boyfriend, Lily and Louie (as seen below), and Zack's new pet Skippy who is a cute dog with three legs!  Now we have two expensive pedigrees and a handicapped mongrel!  I think it's funny.  Mom doesn't, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/lakezack%205-06%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/lakezack%205-06%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary is the same as every other visit.  She said hey and fifteen minutes later is asking me if I've lost my virginity yet.  Oh well.  Normality in this family does not exist. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go eat dinner with my mommy.  The other kids are out on the boat.  Byebye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114998378668379143?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114998378668379143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114998378668379143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114998378668379143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114998378668379143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-today-i-am-at-lake-with-my-mommy.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114822409016812354</id><published>2006-05-21T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T10:08:10.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just discovered the name of the painter that created my favorite painting of Mary, called &lt;em&gt;the Mother of the Streets&lt;/em&gt;!!! His name is Roberto Ferruzzi. This is the painting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/robertoferruzzimadonnaofthestreets.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/robertoferruzzimadonnaofthestreets.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippeee!!! I'm on my way back to the Ham!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114822409016812354?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114822409016812354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114822409016812354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114822409016812354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114822409016812354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-discovered-name-of-painter-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114756078075320309</id><published>2006-05-13T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:56:02.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna be a part of it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are two of our best male singers seranading us: "Start spreading the news..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our fearless leader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the happiest place of our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/FH000021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/FH000021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York, New York!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hurray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114756078075320309?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114756078075320309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114756078075320309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114756078075320309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114756078075320309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-gonna-be-part-of-it.html' title='I&apos;m gonna be a part of it...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114625568905407475</id><published>2006-04-28T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T15:21:29.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fangorn</title><content type='html'>I know that you have all been eagerly awaiting my next post! Well, here in the Dead Days of Katie, I find myself at a loss a to what to do, because I'm not supposed to be reading anything! I have been so behind for the past five months in my reading that I feel like I'm missing some huge part of my life right now! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I recently completed my masterpiece, my Treebeard. I am blogging primarily to share these pictures of my creation with you!&lt;br /&gt;He went from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0343.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0343.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than a month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/HPIM0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114625568905407475?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114625568905407475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114625568905407475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114625568905407475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114625568905407475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/fangorn.html' title='Fangorn'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114551175090371056</id><published>2006-04-20T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:42:30.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>haha, little joke, bye!</title><content type='html'>BUNNY?&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114551175090371056?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114551175090371056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114551175090371056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114551175090371056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114551175090371056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha-little-joke-bye.html' title='haha, little joke, bye!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114525332129471821</id><published>2006-04-17T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:55:21.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I like you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love you for always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As long as I'm living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My mommy you'll be!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114525332129471821?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114525332129471821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114525332129471821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114525332129471821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114525332129471821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-like-you-forever-i-love-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114479245270001552</id><published>2006-04-11T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T16:55:44.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/4c0341-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/4c0341-002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi! I haven't updated in like a week! And I shouldn't be updating now! bwahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I miss Keith's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEY! FREE CAKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday at 4pm in the Hixson Lobby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;at the Mad Hatter's Unbirthday Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so anyway. that's my program this month! I'm excited about it! I wish I had an apron to wear. My costume is too small for me. Apparently I've grown since I was 10!!! Who knew!??! haha! I haven't gotten taller since 1999 or something. Isn't that sad?! My grandma's wall at the cabin told me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have a ten page paper due tomorrow and I have all my research but that doesn't mean a whole lot! haha. I also have three longish papers due the week after next. I need to exile myself, but I will be really depressed if I do that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I just registered for my first summer class ever!!! I'm taking American Women Writers in the Summer A term! hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ors&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114479245270001552?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114479245270001552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114479245270001552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114479245270001552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114479245270001552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-i-havent-updated-in-like-week-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114421682162790456</id><published>2006-04-05T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:00:21.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/n20505920_30234494_2801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/n20505920_30234494_2801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my Spring Break was AMAZING.  Crazy, fun, and completely relaxed.  My brain has not yet recovered.  I dread the paper due next week, and the two after it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is my bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114421682162790456?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114421682162790456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114421682162790456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114421682162790456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114421682162790456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-spring-break-was-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114343862435231701</id><published>2006-03-26T23:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:50:24.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>this is how we hang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/lynx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/lynx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114343862435231701?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114343862435231701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114343862435231701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114343862435231701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114343862435231701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-how-we-hang.html' title='this is how we hang'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114334019083860183</id><published>2006-03-25T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:29:50.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>also, this reminded me of Patrick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/CALKSV9L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/CALKSV9L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114334019083860183?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114334019083860183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114334019083860183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114334019083860183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114334019083860183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/also-this-reminded-me-of-patrick.html' title='also, this reminded me of Patrick'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114334001556422920</id><published>2006-03-25T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:26:55.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK GOODNESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/peanuts%20love%20letter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/peanuts%20love%20letter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I thought it was cute. Hope it's big enough to see!  I love Snoopy!  (my mom's nickname is Woodstock! hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home!  I got a new bedspread! I worked at the beach with my mom today... we cleaned the house to get ready for WEDNESDAY!  I'm ready for TUESDAY!  And I'm contemplating Summer Classes.  bum bum bum.  There's no way I can take everything next year and graduate.  And I'm only at 13 hours and the course load is hurting me already! haha.  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have a lot to say.  I just wanted to share Snoopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some sweet loving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/once-trailer-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/400/once-trailer-002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114334001556422920?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114334001556422920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114334001556422920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114334001556422920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114334001556422920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-break-goodness.html' title='SPRING BREAK GOODNESS!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114224371559015437</id><published>2006-03-13T03:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:55:15.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>death to the kid who thought it would be funny just now to go out the emergency door and set off the alarm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114224371559015437?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114224371559015437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114224371559015437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114224371559015437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114224371559015437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/death-to-kid-who-thought-it-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114221449340584944</id><published>2006-03-12T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T19:48:13.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/IMG_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, this is pretty much how I feel today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My car windows broke and after a panic, fixed themselves after TWO HOURS OF ANGER AND FRUSTRATION.  Plus I'm on call, and it's hot as hell in here.  Really.  Hixson hotness = hell on earth.  I begged last week for air and was given the forecast for next week.  Weatherman, quit hating me, and at least PRETEND it will be hot next week to so I can get some air up in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In other news.  see the Libertine.  It has Johnny.  mmmm, Johnny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And that's about all for now.  byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114221449340584944?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114221449340584944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114221449340584944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114221449340584944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114221449340584944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-this-is-pretty-much-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114207464983408753</id><published>2006-03-11T04:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T04:57:29.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am i awake?  i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i coughed a lot, and threw up some!  hurray for sharing too much with too many.&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed at three, and it's five, and i've been up for almost an hour.  naptime or bedtime?  it seems my body doesn't want to cooperate with me and sleep some.  i think i'm feeling okay now, so i really don't know what's up.  'cept me.  i'm awake!  AWAKE!&lt;br /&gt;i watched RENT tonight.  it makes me cry a lot.  And for some reason, I really do like Maurine.  she makes me laugh.  i hope it's not one of those i-see-myself-in-her things though.  ugh.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME FOR WHAT I AM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear it on the coconut telegraph&lt;br /&gt;By now everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;You can hear it on the coconut telegraph&lt;br /&gt;Just who comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;Comes and goes comes and goes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114207464983408753?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114207464983408753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114207464983408753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114207464983408753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114207464983408753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-am-i-awake-i-really-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114177068564702386</id><published>2006-03-07T16:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T16:36:24.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>glee club!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hehehe! That director had some cute pants! We should all get some with little dragons all over them. Little Blazes! Go Blazers! (#25 WHAT?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I also think we should have graced them with the Alma Mater. They asked for it. Most of us knew it, or had a copy, right? I don't know. They probably think we hate our school. But some people do, so I guess that's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyway. Not into the blogging much lately. Nor am I into school: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIXTEEN DAYS TIL SPRING BREAK!!!&lt;/span&gt; I am going to the beach. I will return as pale as I leave, but hopefully the beach will make me want to write some papers. Because I think I have to write 3 papers BEFORE Spring Break, and I'm afraid to count how many after, but I might as well...4! Only 4! what a relief. This might not be so bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Goodbye! I have to work the desk at 5, I must seek dinner before then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114177068564702386?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114177068564702386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114177068564702386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114177068564702386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114177068564702386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/glee-club.html' title='glee club!?'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114117253768157489</id><published>2006-02-28T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T18:22:17.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the stage where much butt kicking took place!  Flat or sharp, we still did the best we could under the circumstances and I think we did a damn fine job.  Other than that, it was a good trip!&lt;br /&gt;I think you can view the rest of my pictures here if it lets you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uab.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2010073&amp;l=571f0&amp;amp;id=20500468"&gt;http://uab.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2010073&amp;l=571f0&amp;amp;id=20500468&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to make it a link.  I think you can just copy paste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114117253768157489?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114117253768157489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114117253768157489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114117253768157489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114117253768157489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/ah-stage-where-much-butt-kicking-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114093732866392930</id><published>2006-02-26T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:02:08.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>poem.</title><content type='html'>Let's &lt;em&gt;play!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise life would be boring.&lt;br /&gt;Very boring - normal,&lt;br /&gt;Even.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114093732866392930?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114093732866392930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114093732866392930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114093732866392930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114093732866392930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/poem.html' title='poem.'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-114014311653825557</id><published>2006-02-16T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:25:16.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how many baritones does it take to assemble the risers?</title><content type='html'>...how many can you spare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my voice is dying!  It was very unhappy with me today, and also it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Also my car died.&lt;br /&gt;Today was not such a good day.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-114014311653825557?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/114014311653825557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=114014311653825557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114014311653825557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/114014311653825557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/how-many-baritones-does-it-take-to.html' title='how many baritones does it take to assemble the risers?'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113952594866379452</id><published>2006-02-09T16:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T09:59:01.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo...Keith explained to me what Rockytop means (correct me if I'm wrong!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that my head is like Yahtzee! and when you shake it up and pour it out, you never know what you're going to get! He then made references to maracas, and those little egg-shaped percussion-heads that they sell in most music stores.&lt;br /&gt;I think he meant to compare me to a box of chocolates in a Forrest-Gump way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot, Keith. :oP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the library, writing about &lt;u&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/u&gt; and thinking about my grandma, and this song popped into my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, you musta been a beautiful baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You musta been a beautiful child&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were only startin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to go to kindergarten,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You musta drove the little boys wild!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh ya musta been a beautiful baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz baby, look at you now!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad sent me this joke yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along a country road in New York State one evening when an ancient cow loomed in front of the car.The driver tried to avoid it but couldn't - the aged bovine was struck and killed.  Hillary told her driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. She stayed in the car making phone calls to lobbyists.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About an hour later, the driver staggered back to the car with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a half-empty bottle of expensive wine in one hand, a rare, huge Cuban cigar in the other, and was smiling happily, smeared with lipstick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"What happened to you?", asked Hillary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Well," the driver replied, "The farmer gave me the cigar, his wife gave me the wine, and their beautiful twin daughters made mad passionate love to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"My God, what did you tell them?" asked Hillary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The driver replied: "I just stepped inside the door and said, I'm Hillary Clinton's driver and I've just killed the old cow. The rest happened like lightning!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113952594866379452?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113952594866379452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113952594866379452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113952594866379452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113952594866379452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113946781756074955</id><published>2006-02-09T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T12:31:00.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;By God, I love our choir. What a crazy group you have assembled, Dr. Copeland! (The better to fit in with me, my dear...) HEY. Speaking of wolves, you should see &lt;u&gt;Hoodwinked&lt;/u&gt;. It was better than awesome. Take a small child if you need an excuse....I will serve substitute if you can't take a kid and are willing to pay! Haha! It was so hilarious. I want to go again. Take me! Please! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My birthday is this weekend. Yep, Sunday. The Day of the Everlasting Concert. Like the Battle of the Five Armies, but there are four, and we're not eagerly awaiting the destruction of The Ring (whaaaat? wow, I am a literature dork! hurray!)! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Domenica, ho ventuno anni.&lt;/span&gt; Booo. I don't want to be old!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gwendolyn Brooks is an awesome poet. Check out her poem "the mother" if you have any free time. It is more than moving. Consider this my warning and if you are not ready for an extreme emotional upheaval, don't read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Good ol Rockytop&lt;/span&gt;! I still don't know what my nickname means. Today was a good day. I had &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;subway&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and spoke up in my 19th Cent British Novel class...and then in Italian, they couldn't get me to STOP talking. But it was okay! I know my numbers, and also they like me. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Te presenti Johnny Depp! Lui e molto bello! Si! Pirates of the Caribbean Due, giugno sette!"&lt;/span&gt; Haha. No real knowledge of Italian needed for that Esame Orale! I win! Whee! But... I did say that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Il ragazzo mio e un cantante. Stasera, lui e a chiesa."&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah. I'mma genius. And for now, I'm going to bed. See you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113946781756074955?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113946781756074955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113946781756074955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113946781756074955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113946781756074955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/by-god-i-love-our-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113915010405422403</id><published>2006-02-05T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T08:35:06.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/aquariumpirahna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/aquariumpirahna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me getting attacked by a pirahna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We went to the Georgia Aquarium yesterday! It was amazing. I especially liked the Bowmouthed guitarfish but Donna's favorite (and probably everyone else's) was the whale sharks: Ralph and Norton. They were very, very cute. And one day, they will fill half the display window! By themselves! One at a time! HUGE. It was amazing. And kind of reassuring to know that there are two feet of acrylic between you and the shark when it doesn't appear to be turning fast enough! Haha! The beluga whales were really cute, too. Their faces were so intelligent, you could imagine them talking! Well, I could. And I touched a sea urchin and an anemone and I almost touched a cownosed ray but I freaked out and didn't because Donna's dad walked up behind me and yell "woo!" when he poked me because I didn't know he was there. That happened to me twice: the other time I was watching a huge fish and waiting for it to circle to me so I could take its picture but I was so intent on it that I didn't see the HUGE black fish coming up to my right so it scared the crap out of me when it came into my line of sight and I shrieked. Oh well. I got everyone's attention. Haha! Also there are neat crawly things that we went into, and we went down the whale-slide, and we saw stinging nettles, and moon jellies, and pirhana, and piraya, and sea otters, and sea lions, and African penguins, and Girabaldi, and &lt;strong&gt;LEAFY SEA DRAGONS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;WEEDY SEA DRAGONS&lt;/strong&gt; (if you don't know what those are, check it out. REALLY!!!!) and so. It was exciting. And Dreamland for dinner! And then we watched &lt;u&gt;The Talented Mr Ripley&lt;/u&gt; which I'd never seen before and it was very upsetting. Particulary the part with the oar, if you've seen it. But. Enough out of me! Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is like diving into an ocean that is certainly too deep&lt;br /&gt;To feel, the sand in your toes, and the bottoms of your feet&lt;br /&gt;But for, some strange reason you stay cold and wet&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know deep down that you haven't seen, the best of it yet&lt;br /&gt;And all the while you wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Is this right? How do we know&lt;br /&gt;If we never been here before? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Toby Lightman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113915010405422403?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113915010405422403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113915010405422403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113915010405422403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113915010405422403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-me-getting-attacked-by-pirahna.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113898470203838568</id><published>2006-02-03T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T10:38:22.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/christongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...did i promise not to post this one? :oD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113898470203838568?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113898470203838568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113898470203838568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113898470203838568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113898470203838568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/um.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113886258837164780</id><published>2006-02-02T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:43:08.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I called Mrs Lisa today and hopefully secured a job for the summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need to sleep more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have good pictures on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Construction workers are nice guys...and the ladies who work at McDonald's aren't so bad, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have to get up in the morning and buy my other textbooks for African American Lit.  BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm hungry.  goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm excited about West Virginia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113886258837164780?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113886258837164780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113886258837164780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113886258837164780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113886258837164780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-called-mrs-lisa-today-and-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113875475586474966</id><published>2006-01-31T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T18:45:55.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/HPIM0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's your name, bass boy?" hehe! look how cute this boy is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so lucky. at least i know it! In other news, I'm behind in my homework and far happier than I have ever been before! whee. Today, I thought the choir was awesome. I felt amazing. Happy Birthday, Dr Copeland!!!! I know you didn't want recognition but when else do we have a right to celebrate you so? It's not like there's a choir director holiday that we know about. Haha! I hope you liked your card, and get a lot of cake tonight! The new Katie was singing and I enjoyed her company. We can keep her if she wants to. More Katies is okay I guess. I'm still Katie Mo. I think our Alto 1 sound was drastically improved today - perhaps because we all showed up. Also I felt loud. I had a lot of fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my mommy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/HPIM0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/200/HPIM0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113875475586474966?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113875475586474966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113875475586474966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113875475586474966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113875475586474966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-your-name-bass-boy-hehe-look-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113872205578060241</id><published>2006-01-31T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:40:55.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KEITH!</title><content type='html'>there's the church, here comes the steeple, religion's in the hands of some crazy-ass people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113872205578060241?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113872205578060241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113872205578060241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113872205578060241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113872205578060241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/keith.html' title='KEITH!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113855097557309976</id><published>2006-01-29T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:09:35.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director what the criterion was which defined whether or not a patient should  be institutionalized.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Well," said the Director, "we fill up a bathtub, then we offer a   teaspoon, a teacup and a bucket to the patient and ask him or her to empty the bathtub."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Oh, I understand," said the visitor. "A normal person would use the bucket because it's bigger than the spoon or the teacup."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"No." said the Director, "A normal person would pull the plug: do you  want a room with or without a view?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113855097557309976?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113855097557309976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113855097557309976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113855097557309976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113855097557309976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/during-visit-to-mental-asylum-visitor.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113842461117379437</id><published>2006-01-27T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:03:31.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i detest how passive-aggressive i can be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113842461117379437?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113842461117379437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113842461117379437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113842461117379437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113842461117379437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-detest-how-passive-aggressive-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113816557586031111</id><published>2006-01-24T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:06:15.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bubbles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHEESEBURGER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we watched a hilarious movie in Arabic.  It was wonderful.  Hurray for sleeping with your fiancee's mom and bellydancing (what!?) it was tres chic.  un-chic.  not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;This week, I have been very responsible!  It sort of sucks!  No free time.  But I didn't do any homework this weekend because of the conferencec and then on Sunday I did do a little but not a whole lot because I wanted to have SOME fun this weekend and OH I am the Director of RHA next year because I've been in RHA longer than anyone!  Isn't that scary?!  The very head of the Residence Hall Association!  I guess that means I can't break any rules. SOOO I have to go read twenty-five (venticinque!) chapters of Jane Eyre and then about 50 (okay, more than that, but I can say 50 in italiano - cinquanta!) pages of The Hobbit... I'll be okay though!  I am on top of things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Katie-all-together, over and out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113816557586031111?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113816557586031111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113816557586031111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113816557586031111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113816557586031111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/bubbles.html' title='bubbles!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113787300678008614</id><published>2006-01-21T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:50:06.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's amazing how much time we waste during these conferences!  We just made sticky foam door tags and I spent probably 40 of my 50 minutes of presentation watching funny videos on albinoblacksheep and we watched Numa Numa and Kozo the dancing hippo and wahoo!  But my coffee is wearing off and we're just wasting time - SO AGGRAVATING!  but i think i might try to do some of my italian online stuff.  buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113787300678008614?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113787300678008614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113787300678008614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113787300678008614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113787300678008614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-amazing-how-much-time-we-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113777619921812543</id><published>2006-01-20T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T10:56:39.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.demnos.com/blog/images/bear_standing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.demnos.com/blog/images/bear_standing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bear legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113777619921812543?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113777619921812543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113777619921812543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113777619921812543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113777619921812543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/bear-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113765437651627562</id><published>2006-01-19T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T01:06:16.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.delawareaudubon.org/images/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.delawareaudubon.org/images/coffee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So today I was informed that I am a caffeine addict.  It seems Dr. Copeland's many speeches on the value of caffeine and too many late nights have led to a heavy reliance on our favorite product: coffee!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I honestly think I can claim to have spent more money on coffee than on gas in the last two months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's a helluva claim; and not a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh well, I'll be happy when I go broke, until I come off my high.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UM I feel a list coming on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ I sang "Hit Me Baby, One More Time" to Donna and Amber in the McDonald's drive thru at the top of my lungs, that was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ I'm on top of things in all but one of my classes, and I can catch up because I won't have it again until Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I am expected to work from 9am Saturday morning until 1am Sunday morning this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ It is the RHA state-wide ALURH conference and it should be a lot of fun, and free food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ I love sparkly sunglasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ I love Dave Matthews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+ Keith is funny and told me I reminded him of his mother today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;++++++++++++ THEY MAKE JOHNNY DEPP CEREAL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113765437651627562?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113765437651627562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113765437651627562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113765437651627562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113765437651627562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-today-i-was-informed-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113747225680594791</id><published>2006-01-16T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:30:56.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;laundry time is blogging time! hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed some of my favorite white clothes pink just a few moments ago. In my laundry-haste, I washed my favorite red shirt with several of my favorite hippie shirts :( boooo. I am a clumsy oaf. I can't cook either; I shall never marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had one of the Sleeping Beauty songs stuck in my head all day. I am glad I know all of the lyrics now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why each little bird&lt;br /&gt;Has a someone&lt;br /&gt;To sing to&lt;br /&gt;Sweet things to&lt;br /&gt;A gay little lark melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If my heart keeps singing&lt;br /&gt;Will my heart go winging&lt;br /&gt;To someone&lt;br /&gt;Who'll find me&lt;br /&gt;And bring back a love song&lt;br /&gt;To me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang it in the shower for maybe half an hour. I love old Disney songs. They have such a nice, blues-y alto feel. HURRAY sultry alto Disney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;um, i was going to add a picture, and it won't let me, so i'm frustrated.  byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113747225680594791?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113747225680594791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113747225680594791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113747225680594791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113747225680594791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/laundry-time-is-blogging-time-hurray-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113711000963969524</id><published>2006-01-12T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:54:14.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm dancing in your Aura!"</title><content type='html'>If I'm going to make other people blog, I might as well blog myself. Plus Keith was impuning my blogging talents. booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Copeland - I just wanted you to know that I wasn't laughing at you today; Katie K had just informed me that if I kept smiling, she was going to vomit, and after that - really, who could stop smiling? It was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so far behind in all of my reading as I am in reality because my Af Am Lit class was cancelled today! Hurray! Although I wish I had taken a lunch break into consideration when I made my schedule, it's rough going trying to get lunch if you've got to make it from the BEC and back to the Hulsey in 45 minutes. Running isn't my style, and my brother stole my bike (not to mention, someone would steal it infront of Hixson anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure we even went over that wrong note in "When I Bring" yesterday? Because I had never heard that before, and I certainly won't be getting it right. I only got it right once in class and then we moved on! Not good, not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well!&lt;br /&gt;all staff time. :( byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/1600/you-re-beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/552/320/you-re-beautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: I finally understand Clay's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113711000963969524?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113711000963969524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113711000963969524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113711000963969524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113711000963969524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-dancing-in-your-aura.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m dancing in your Aura!&quot;'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113644194861237628</id><published>2006-01-04T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:19:08.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PANIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;why can't professors have their book orders ready on schedule?  it's sort of their job, and i fail to see how it would be that hard.  My 300 level lit class first thing tomorrow morning is bookless at the moment!  Not to mention, I have already spent 376$ on textbooks.  ugh.  noise complaint.  good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113644194861237628?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113644194861237628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113644194861237628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113644194861237628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113644194861237628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/panic-why-cant-professors-have-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113627435739834150</id><published>2006-01-03T01:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T01:45:57.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>do i really?</title><content type='html'>Trust is such a loaded word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113627435739834150?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113627435739834150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113627435739834150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113627435739834150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113627435739834150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2006/01/do-i-really.html' title='do i really?'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113590525430653516</id><published>2005-12-29T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:14:14.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have done the unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Squeaky to be my friend on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113590525430653516?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113590525430653516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113590525430653516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113590525430653516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113590525430653516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-have-done-unthinkable.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113590123898728230</id><published>2005-12-29T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:01:58.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY SQUEAKY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/squeaky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/okstband2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/wewin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113590123898728230?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113590123898728230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113590123898728230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113590123898728230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113590123898728230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay-squeaky.html' title='YAY SQUEAKY!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113556128582414764</id><published>2005-12-25T19:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:11:08.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You find a glimmer of happiness in this world, there's always someone who wants to destroy it."&lt;br /&gt;- J.M.Barrie, &lt;em&gt;Finding Neverland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1514168659738935009"&gt;the best thing ever!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113556128582414764?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113556128582414764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113556128582414764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113556128582414764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113556128582414764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-find-glimmer-of-happiness-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113540649618229530</id><published>2005-12-24T00:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:47:49.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a hippopotamus for Christmas! Only a hippopotomus will do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas - there is just one thing I need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't care about presents underneath the Christmas tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Make my wish come true - All I want for Christmas is you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Everything is going very well! Me and my mommy made Spritz cookies this afternoon, I finished (again!?) my Christmas shopping (thought I was done yesterday...), and watched &lt;u&gt;Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/u&gt; this evening while munching on delicious Chinese food. mmmm. Rice and chicken! Egg rolls and duck sauce! Wonton soup! I didn't work today because we had too few kids and too many counselors. So I feel like today was infinitely longer than any other day. The power went out in Walmart twice while I was there. That was pretty neat. But anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm outta here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I REMEMBERED THE POINT OF THIS POST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;don't let me gripe about my grades for the semester.  i made Dean's list (first time!)  YAHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113540649618229530?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113540649618229530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113540649618229530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113540649618229530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113540649618229530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-hippopotamus-for-christmas-only.html' title='I want a hippopotamus for Christmas! Only a hippopotomus will do...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113531360446118894</id><published>2005-12-22T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:53:24.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, mysterious facebook messages...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Message History: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DJSJ: are you freaky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Katie: ew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DJSJ: your pic look kinda&lt;br /&gt;Katie: oh well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;bwahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113531360446118894?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113531360446118894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113531360446118894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113531360446118894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113531360446118894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-mysterious-facebook-messages.html' title='oh, mysterious facebook messages...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113520027879246648</id><published>2005-12-21T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:24:38.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is incredible!  It's just...exhilarating, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my job at the YMCA Kydszone here at home this morning and I went with Red Group - the 5,6,&amp;7 year-olds.  We had a blast.  I was introduced and the first thing a kid said to me was "HEY! I'm faster than you."  I bet him that he couldn't beat me, so we raced.  He totally won.  We had so much fun.  We played Toilet Tag and shout-counted backwards from ten and found lost socks and shirts and went SWIMMING and I got jumped on and swam in a tshirt from middle school and retrieved balls from the woods and wished for nap time.&lt;br /&gt;Doritos, lunchables, Magic Bars, name games, (second graders talking about sex!?), clean language... &lt;br /&gt;My face muscles hurt.  I can't stop smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113520027879246648?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113520027879246648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113520027879246648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113520027879246648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113520027879246648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life-is-incredible-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113486188985436198</id><published>2005-12-17T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:24:49.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;um.  grades are out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I got a B in Shakespeare!  DARN YOU, PROCRASTINATOR KATIE!  You've thwarted yourself again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113486188985436198?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113486188985436198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113486188985436198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113486188985436198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113486188985436198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/um.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113484154885222228</id><published>2005-12-17T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:45:48.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>not sure how else to put this, so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113484154885222228?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113484154885222228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113484154885222228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113484154885222228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113484154885222228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-sure-how-else-to-put-this-so.html' title='not sure how else to put this, so...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113457865010624158</id><published>2005-12-14T10:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T10:44:10.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AS IF TO MOCK ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IT SIMPLY WILL NOT LEAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But thanks, thanks! Thanks be to God! Thanks be to God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113457865010624158?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113457865010624158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113457865010624158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113457865010624158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113457865010624158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-if-to-mock-me.html' title='AS IF TO MOCK ME'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113453613254164951</id><published>2005-12-13T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:55:32.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in the words of the Beautiful Marybeth Verchot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpractice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpractice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;practiceIhateMessiahpractice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpracticeIhateMessiahpractice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;also, it was perhaps not so bad today, even though I fell asleep when the orchestra was practicing.  I need sleep.  I've lost my energy kick, and I think I know why.  EARLY BEDTIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FINAL FINAL TOMORROW.  Hurray!  and then a party.  I love parties!  Drinks all around! (well, if you don't get the pirate reference, it's okay.  He was talking about weddings though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ummmmm....oreo's for dinner !  yay! ...i smell like subway.  ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113453613254164951?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113453613254164951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113453613254164951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113453613254164951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113453613254164951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-words-of-beautiful-marybeth-verchot.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113435921168331184</id><published>2005-12-11T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:46:51.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my life is insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;this morning, i sang sat in the choir loft of a church i'd never been to before and sang music i hadn't seen before; then i ate lunch with a family that wasn't mine but had more fun than i'd have at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UP SIDE DOWN (okay, so lunch wasn't on the ceiling, but you get my drift.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113435921168331184?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113435921168331184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113435921168331184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113435921168331184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113435921168331184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-life-is-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113423651383881521</id><published>2005-12-10T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T11:41:53.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i think it's awesome that you can tell how happy or excited about life i am by how much my clothes don't match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HURRAY PINK AND RED AND BLACK AND BROWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Charley would die :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113423651383881521?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113423651383881521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113423651383881521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113423651383881521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113423651383881521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-its-awesome-that-you-can-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113389630531153760</id><published>2005-12-06T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:11:45.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night I dreamed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1: that we were having staff meeting but it was with Lasonja and choir people and Carlee wore a wedding dress over her clothes and it was so cute and i tried it on but couldn't get it off and somehow ended up topless in front of the choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2: that Nick Cummins had a baby and sent everyone Nirvana-style pictures instead of the traditional baby closeup (Nirvana = naked baby in a pool swimming).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3: that we drove,swerving, through a hospital to mcdonalds where they wouldn't let us split the check but they let us pay half cash half credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113389630531153760?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113389630531153760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113389630531153760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113389630531153760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113389630531153760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-i-dreamed.html' title='Last night I dreamed...'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113359416588222212</id><published>2005-12-03T01:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:08:45.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that was definitely the most fun i have EVER had being sick :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHEN YOU PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND ME &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I GET A FEVER THAT'S SO HARD TO BEAR &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU GIVE ME FEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Peggy Lee, &lt;u&gt;Fever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113359416588222212?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113359416588222212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113359416588222212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113359416588222212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113359416588222212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/that-was-definitely-most-fun-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113355872202012264</id><published>2005-12-02T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:25:22.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i am delerious!</title><content type='html'>Also, I have a fever of 102.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113355872202012264?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113355872202012264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113355872202012264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113355872202012264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113355872202012264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-delerious.html' title='i am delerious!'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113340974876966326</id><published>2005-11-30T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:02:28.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My chocolate of the day says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Smile! People will wonder what you've been up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and yes, yes they do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113340974876966326?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113340974876966326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113340974876966326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113340974876966326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113340974876966326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-chocolate-of-day-says-smile-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113330890993963299</id><published>2005-11-29T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:01:49.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am invincible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;as long as I'm alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Um, so this week has been &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;F-U-N, &lt;strong&gt;FUN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I've not gotten any school work done, which is bad because I had a presentation today (no worse than anyone else's though) and I have two papers and a test on Monday.  WOO PAPERS.  I think I'm going to write my Animal Behavior about polar bears but I don't know if there's enough info, so if there isn't, I'm going to write about penguins because I saw that movie and I love penguins even though they make me sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think I got pneumonia from being &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wet and cold&lt;/span&gt; this week.  I blame the weather.  And the sprinklers :oP  I wish the weather could decide what it wants to do.  I dressed for moderately cold today and of course I got colder.  Oh well.  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing is ever what it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113330890993963299?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113330890993963299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113330890993963299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113330890993963299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113330890993963299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-invincible-as-long-as-im-alive-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113316582361361172</id><published>2005-11-28T02:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:24:36.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sweet like candy to my soul&lt;br /&gt;sweet you rock and sweet you roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113316582361361172?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113316582361361172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113316582361361172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113316582361361172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113316582361361172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/sweet-like-candy-to-my-soul-sweet-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113313372212554194</id><published>2005-11-27T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:22:02.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OH HELL YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Serpentis/quizzes/With%20Which%20Harry%20Potter%20Male%20Are%20You%20Most%20Sexually%20Compatible?/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Serpentis/1043859452_shpquizron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Which Harry Potter Male Are You Most Sexually Compatible?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113313372212554194?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113313372212554194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113313372212554194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113313372212554194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113313372212554194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-hell-yes.html' title='OH HELL YES'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270124.post-113269152719862487</id><published>2005-11-22T14:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:32:07.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so before i nap, a little post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God save us all; my mom has discovered the PeanutButter-Jelly Dancing Banana.  Come on, you've all seen it.  You know you saw it in high school when it was funny, but after song song got stuck in your head for the 180000000000th time, you decided that you really DID want to "peanut butter jelly" the banana "with a baseball bat."  ...pent up anger, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today is awesome!  I'm going home!  Yummy lunch!  Clean room!  Clean dishes!  Packed car!  Coffee awaits me in the fridge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm napping.  Goodbye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8270124-113269152719862487?l=katiemovelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/feeds/113269152719862487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8270124&amp;postID=113269152719862487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113269152719862487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8270124/posts/default/113269152719862487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katiemovelle.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-before-i-nap-little-post.html' title='so before i nap, a little post.'/><author><name>Katie Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13253876207633628057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y159/katiemovelle/statuebutt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
