<?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-2313224800907784463</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:51:41.715-05:00</updated><category term='space'/><category term='BC'/><category term='kleenex'/><category term='P90X'/><category term='the news'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='slippery rock university'/><category term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category term='Canoe Trip'/><category term='Best of 09'/><category term='winter'/><category term='First Blog'/><category term='depression'/><category term='HAPPY'/><category term='cute'/><category term='The Internet SUCKS'/><category term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><category term='anxiety'/><category 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type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1349345030024636519</id><published>2010-08-24T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:01:24.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved</title><content type='html'>I realize I've pretty much abandoned this blog, its not really "me" anymore we grow up and enter different stages and I felt staying here was inappropriate so here is my new &lt;a href="http://www.alwaysplaninpencil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1349345030024636519?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1349345030024636519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1349345030024636519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1349345030024636519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1349345030024636519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-544677634856970022</id><published>2009-12-21T16:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:53:32.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Awkward</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the most awkward day of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one reason or another we had to get the boy's ex wife's name off of the deed for the house. &lt;br /&gt;So I called attorneys in the area and got him an appointment to get the deed rewritten then we would mail some paperwork to her and she would sign it get it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;notarized&lt;/span&gt; and send it back and everything would be fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... It just happened that shes in town for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and she could come and sign the paperwork her self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH also they were divorced a while ago but some how they were married in two different states... (I know only in my life do these things happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the boy was going to pick her up, go to the appointment, get her name off of the deed and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt; get divorced for real and come see her dog for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he got off of work early and would be here 3 hours early for the appointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to clean the entire house before they got here, tried to look all pretty but they got here EARLIER than expected so my hair was half curled and half straight.... so I just pulled it up in a pony tail and looked like crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy wanted lunch so he went to the store and left us both here alone.  This could have been really bad because I'm not a fan of cheaters or her for that matter even before I met her.  I'm sure that if the circumstances were different we would be friends but they &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; and making small talk was impossible for the 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing was seeing them sitting on the couch with the dog &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; them like they would have sat back when they were married.... I felt like the third wheel with my fiancee and his ex wife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop rambling now they've been gone for 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and I still feel awkward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and after venting to my mother that they werent offically divorced she called me a hussie.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-544677634856970022?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/544677634856970022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=544677634856970022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/544677634856970022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/544677634856970022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/awkward.html' title='Awkward'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3293457998494994074</id><published>2009-12-04T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:44:24.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 09'/><title type='text'>Dec. 4</title><content type='html'>Best book of 09 was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; "The Last Lecture" by Randy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pausch&lt;/span&gt;. I had stopped reading for a while and then the boy let me borrow it to read it and I LOVED IT. I was going to lend it to my mother when she was in the hospital recovering from a surgery, but I decided a book about a man before his death was not the best thing to read while in the hospital. I would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; this book to anyone looking for a emotional roller coaster book. I'm one of those people who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;immerse&lt;/span&gt; themselves in a book and feel like you're living their life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3293457998494994074?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3293457998494994074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3293457998494994074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3293457998494994074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3293457998494994074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/dec-4.html' title='Dec. 4'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8257533050328183638</id><published>2009-12-02T10:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:04:37.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Restaurant Moment of 09!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is a tough one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't just have one but last spring every other Thursday Pat's family would get together and have dinner at his aunt's restaurant. At first, it was kind of intimidating because I didn't know anyone yet, but after a few weeks It was fun! There would always be some interesting discussion or we would be planning something (like the trip to Boston) and it was a great way for me to get to know his family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS.. WE GOT A NEW PUPPY! we've had her for a couple of weeks but here's a few pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410667184334757490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SxaNIyAi3nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WhOF7Ea0JWc/s200/roxy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roxy the night we got her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410667193474284562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SxaNJUDk_BI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Xef0dBz_lM0/s200/IMG_0540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxy and the Christmas Tree.... this is going to be a long month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410667180874687314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SxaNIlHmY1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Nc3CGZC49kc/s200/IMG_0531.JPG" /&gt;Roxy and her big bro, Gir, playing, she follows him EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8257533050328183638?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8257533050328183638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8257533050328183638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8257533050328183638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8257533050328183638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-restaurant-moment-of-09.html' title='Best Restaurant Moment of 09!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SxaNIyAi3nI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WhOF7Ea0JWc/s72-c/roxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-9026831807469053848</id><published>2009-12-01T11:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:14:09.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY'/><title type='text'>The best of 2009 blog challenge (we'll see how this goes...)</title><content type='html'>Sooooo, I'm going to try&lt;a href="http://www.gwenbell.com/blog/2009/11/30/the-best-of-2009-blog-challenge.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+gwen-bell+%28Gwen+Bell%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt; so here goes day one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best trip of 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say my best trip of 2009 was going to the beach with my family in August.  My parents, my sister and her friend Brittany drove down the night before and stopped half way there and stayed over night.  The boy, my brother, his friend Ryan and I left early the next morning.  We met my aunt and uncle and their two  kids at the place we were staying.  We had so much fun I've never laughed so much in my life.  We enjoyed awesome food, the boys caught fresh shrimp which was AMAZING.  The boy made an awesome fish dinner.  We also at at really good restaurants two nights.  We went to the beach every day and the we couldn't have asked for better weather.  This was just a trip filled with good friends good food and good fun! (and a ton of new inside jokes!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-9026831807469053848?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9026831807469053848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=9026831807469053848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/9026831807469053848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/9026831807469053848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-2009-blog-challenge-well-see.html' title='The best of 2009 blog challenge (we&apos;ll see how this goes...)'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8877113457224847800</id><published>2009-11-18T13:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:16:36.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the news'/><title type='text'>Serious Question for Y'all</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;I know is been a while and a lot of my posts start like this but, I have an honest to goodness question for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you move to space given the option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy and I were watching one of those 2012 shows the other night, and they were talking about the world ending and that an option to saving humanity was to move people to space weather on a planet or a free floating space station.  I'm not big on believing the whole "THE WORLD IS GOING TO END" thing, my theory is if it is going to happen it is going to happen and there is nothing anyone can do about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the subject came up I thought about it for a minute and then asked the boy, "If we had the chance would you want to move the family to space even if we had kids?" He said yes and I agreed.  I was a big fan of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Xenon&lt;/span&gt; movies (no one probably knows what I'm talking about).  I just think it would be cool to be on the "new frontier," obviously I would want to wait to make sure it was safe and everything before moving my family there but I am all for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have an opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt;. they found water on the moon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8877113457224847800?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8877113457224847800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8877113457224847800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8877113457224847800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8877113457224847800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/serious-question-for-yall.html' title='Serious Question for Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1683061965495752700</id><published>2009-09-24T10:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:23:20.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G20'/><title type='text'>Sleepless In Pittsburgh</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 6 this morning and couldn't get back to sleep so this is what I've been doing for the last hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to police scanner... Most interesting so far is some chick came running out of a building naked and got bitch slapped by some dude (house was said to be a drug house not G20 Related )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading G20 Tweets.... A lot of tweets in foreign language, or numerous RTs... and people misspelling Pittsburgh... BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1683061965495752700?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1683061965495752700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1683061965495752700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1683061965495752700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1683061965495752700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleepless-in-pittsburgh.html' title='Sleepless In Pittsburgh'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2509339954173701435</id><published>2009-09-20T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:22:50.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>This is what I do when I'm nervous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SraOlv0GglI/AAAAAAAAAH0/P-M8_cQ3rg8/s1600-h/mail.google.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SraOlv0GglI/AAAAAAAAAH0/P-M8_cQ3rg8/s200/mail.google.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383647183709307474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick the nail polish off of my nails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just painted them yesterday, but I'm sure they'll look like this until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fricken&lt;/span&gt; G20 is over... Just me and the puppy for an entire week :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,&lt;br /&gt;Talking with strangers, waiting in line..&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with these pills that make me sit still.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you feeling fine?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I feel just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please tell me that you're alright,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the things I do when I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires&lt;br /&gt;Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling..&lt;br /&gt;Head for the hills, the kitchen's on fire!" ~Motion City Soundtrack "Everything is Alright"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2509339954173701435?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2509339954173701435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2509339954173701435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2509339954173701435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2509339954173701435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-i-do-when-im-nervous.html' title='This is what I do when I&apos;m nervous'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SraOlv0GglI/AAAAAAAAAH0/P-M8_cQ3rg8/s72-c/mail.google.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1506850973716629943</id><published>2009-09-16T21:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:17:38.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kleenex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet SUCKS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>... I don't like this at all....</title><content type='html'>So, I won't drive downtown by myself because I'll get lost no matter if I had Myron Cope's ghost in my passenger seat (we miss you!), but I LOVE being in THE CITY.  I love the energy, I love the landscape, I love all the interesting buildings (we don't have these things in where-da-heck-r-we, PA).  Pittsburgh is a BEAUTIFUL city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I don't like the G-20 Summit coming to "my" city.  I could care less about the crusty old rich guys meeting and deciding decisions about god knows what ( I probably should know but I'm broke enough not to care, and uninterested).  What I am interested in/upset about is the protesters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you people HONESTLY think that making a ruckus and destroying things is going to make anyone listen to you.  YOU ACT LIKE CHILDREN! and children that act like this get disciplined.  Most of you are adults (or children drug into this way of life by delusional adults and I am deeply sorry for you come live with me I don't throw poop at people like monkeys) and are either arrested or injured because of responsible people took oaths to protect our city our state and our country.  If you don't like the way these countries run FUCKING LEAVE! We don't want you here as much as you hate everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I understand protesting when strikes happen and things like that but other than that you look like overgrown emo kids "I hate everything." Why don't you all get together and buy an Island and run your "ANARCHIST" groups there... I don't really understand anarchist groups because they still have leaders and such soooo.... doesn't that go against your whole purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNfTI0gOYkc"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; scares me  I'm afraid for the city, the people that live in the city, and the people (that I may not know or the ones I live and work with)who maybe by choice or not have to deal with the overgrown emo kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1506850973716629943?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1506850973716629943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1506850973716629943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1506850973716629943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1506850973716629943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-like-this-at-all.html' title='... I don&apos;t like this at all....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-5613830663864112356</id><published>2009-09-14T19:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:17:07.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHH BOY DO I HAVE A LOT TO SAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the first time since probably 1999, I watched the MTV VMAs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT COMMENT ON KANYE BEING A DOUCHE 1 because everyone else has and 2 he's like a toddler they make a scene so they get attention but&lt;a href="http://www.movieline.com/2009/09/kanye-west-pardon-the-interruptions.php"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;is a link of his other douche baggery episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxKIcrDsJAs"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is fake but funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and &lt;a href="http://textsfromlastnight.com/view/52798"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; too sorry I'M DONE REALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO on to the cool stuff that happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of Beyonce's performance gave me a flash back of an old school hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:435683" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnetwork%26id%3D1620606%26vid%3D435683%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A435683%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A435683" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." width="512" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; width: 500px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; 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font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/lady_gaga/artist.jhtml" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITE was Pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:435685" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=id%3D1620606%26vid%3D435685%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A435685%26startUri={startUri}" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="." width="512" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0pt; text-align: center; width: 500px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/artist/pink/artist.jhtml" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;P!nk&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;New Music&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/music/video/" style="color: rgb(67, 156, 216);" target="_blank"&gt;More Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE EMINEM's hair dark I've always had a secret weird attraction to him idk why but yeah mmmmmmmm hello!....(ok his eyes are a lil crazy here but its all good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7a2cjZoEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UCKUssfhxS8/s1600-h/eminem_pg50833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7a2cjZoEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UCKUssfhxS8/s200/eminem_pg50833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381479233666785346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and on the issue of hair I love Kristen Stewart's hair cut even though she pretty much sucks as an actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7bMqUkClI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YOngiIwba-A/s1600-h/newmoon_taylor_lautner_+kristen_stewart_robert_pattinson_pg50936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7bMqUkClI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YOngiIwba-A/s200/newmoon_taylor_lautner_+kristen_stewart_robert_pattinson_pg50936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381479615319771730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh on suckage Katy Perry ruined that song BUT I want her outfit for a halloween costume or somthing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7b9BvlhqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IPCcIIgVyvE/s1600-h/katy_perry_steve_perry_pg50964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7b9BvlhqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IPCcIIgVyvE/s200/katy_perry_steve_perry_pg50964.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381480446240851618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am highly annoyed with Russel Brand I never liked him except in That Adam Sandler movie Bedtime Story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-5613830663864112356?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5613830663864112356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=5613830663864112356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5613830663864112356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5613830663864112356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohhh-boy-do-i-have-lot-to-say.html' title='OHHH BOY DO I HAVE A LOT TO SAY'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/Sq7a2cjZoEI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UCKUssfhxS8/s72-c/eminem_pg50833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6654969343666155678</id><published>2009-09-13T19:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:59:50.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh ow ow ow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm an aircraft mechanic for the air national guard.  I work on the fuel systems on KC-135s.  If you've ever seen the episode of dirty jobs with the "tank rats" that is what I do.  Well, I only do this one weekend a month and sometimes when they find orders for me.  Today was really rough... usually sealant jobs aren't that bad but I was scraping all day and I'm guessing it made my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fibromyalgia&lt;/span&gt; really bad because my hands are stuck in a curve shape like I'm holding something and it hurts to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; them out... NOT COOL BODY NOT FREAKING COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm walking around looking like a hand job machine or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;... that was a bad thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just gonna go to bed now It's probably the best for everyone if I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BUT FIRST! I need to share I love the site &lt;a href="http://www.textsfromlastnight.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TFLN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( a site where people submit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;redic&lt;/span&gt; texts they sent or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; usually because someone was wasted or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; of the sort) and there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; two, that I saw today, that reminded me of the Fall of 2007 The first one was "what wine goes with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cap'n&lt;/span&gt; crunch" and the other one, well I'm going to leave out... It gives too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;detail&lt;/span&gt; about bad decisions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6654969343666155678?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6654969343666155678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6654969343666155678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6654969343666155678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6654969343666155678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohhh-ow-ow-ow.html' title='Ohhh ow ow ow!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6111135843310273224</id><published>2009-09-11T13:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:04:18.783-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my daddy'/><title type='text'>Yes, It's another one of "those" posts...</title><content type='html'>Ever since I can remember I've always got chills when I hear "The Star Spangled Banner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved family day at the base and I got to go see what daddy did when he was at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we would pick up dad after he was deployed on a trip I would yell "DADDY" every time someone in uniform would walk past the car (I was obviously VERY Young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in Mrs. Custer's Fundamentals of Physics and Chemistry class beside Heather and Jake and Matt and Zach were behind us the classroom TV turned on automatically. It really was like the world stopped turning... Matt and Zach didn't try to steal the notes out of Heather and my back pockets Mrs. Custer was sitting up front looking confused because the class was actually behaving for once (she couldn't see or hear that the TV was on she was one of "those" teachers). The teachers didn't teach that day, no one threw pickles on the windows in the cafeteria, we went through our normal schedule going from class to class, then sat down and watched the news. There were no announcements made I suppose it was all understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the walk home we didn't go through all the notes we had written for each other and talk about how cute Jeremy's butt looked in his "south pole" jeans or why Jon and I were broke up again we just walked. It seems weird now but then, we didn't know what to say. We went to Lindsey's house like we did everyday hoping to see TRL to gain that normalcy we were looking for, even with MTV there was no relief for the next 48 hours watching the same clips over and over again. When we signed on the Internet there were pictures of it everywhere you clicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad didn't come home that night, the base was on lock down for safety and mission requirements, he came home the next evening. We refueled the fighter jets that flew up and down the coast. (well ok we still do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I was scared, I can't say I was awestruck, it was more of a numbness when you can't feel anything you just watch hoping that it was somewhere else hoping that it was fake that it didn't really happen. But, it did and it sunk in in the passing weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't join the military because of the 9/11 attacks it was just something that was on my path. That feeling of this is where I'm supposed to be. I enjoyed basic training as weird as it sounds. I need someone else to push me, I need someone to tell me I can't do something so I can prove them wrong and when I do you better take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 7, 2004 was when I made my oath of enlistment. June 28, 2005 was when I left for basic training. August 12, I graduated basic training, October 19, 2005 I left Texas after finishing Tech school. November 28, 2008 I was deployed to Guam. December 31, 2008 I came home from Guam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at that and say that's it! That's all I've done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much left to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SqqPS6ktiWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mojp-iBY9KQ/s1600-h/dadsretbrek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SqqPS6ktiWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mojp-iBY9KQ/s200/dadsretbrek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380270259971131746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family and I at my dad's retirement breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt I needed to write about that day since the night of 9/11/2001 until now, everything in between seems so cloudy compared to the memories of that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6111135843310273224?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6111135843310273224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6111135843310273224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6111135843310273224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6111135843310273224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-its-another-one-of-those-posts.html' title='Yes, It&apos;s another one of &quot;those&quot; posts...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SqqPS6ktiWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mojp-iBY9KQ/s72-c/dadsretbrek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6098290307146871667</id><published>2009-09-10T11:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:51:53.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Realize School Is Keeping You Sane...</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I'm still unemployed.  Luckily I started school a couple weeks ago.  I have 3 internet classes.  At first I was terrified of these classes, but now I check these more than I check Facebook.... I enjoy them because I don't have to sit in class and listen to some teacher drone on reading the power point that came with the book verbatim.  And those people that are constantly interrupting asking questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't have a problem with people asking questions but when every other slide change their hand goes up and they open their mouth and stupid comes out.  If you're that lost maybe you should have taken the prereq. for the class or hey READ THE FREAKING BOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops off topic once again... Back to the wonderfulness of internet classes.  I like that if I'm bored I can get 3 weeks ahead in some classes and the others have alot of work to keep me busy.  Thus keeping me sane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I really knew what I was getting into I was like oh it'll take me five mins log on type some stuff and log back off DONE! NOPE! Reading and typing and debating and papers and quizes and writing programs and WOW I'm tired just thinking about it and I have to leave for my one actual on campus class that is 75 miles away YEAH I KNOW! I'm crazy for driving that far but thats the only school that has my major thats relatively close....  More on that later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6098290307146871667?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6098290307146871667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6098290307146871667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6098290307146871667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6098290307146871667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-realize-school-is-keeping-you.html' title='When You Realize School Is Keeping You Sane...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7772468117662763745</id><published>2009-09-09T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:20:33.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired...</title><content type='html'>I'm tired, like really really tired.  I don't feel sick, but I can't sleep enough today... I feel lazy.  Maybe I've just been too busy last week with school and Audra's wedding over the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh... THE WEDDING... beautiful, but stressful I had no idea what was going on and neither did anyone else.... and Pat only took one picture.... but there's always facebook....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's kinda scrambled and I can't think straight, maybe tommorow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7772468117662763745?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7772468117662763745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7772468117662763745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7772468117662763745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7772468117662763745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sick-and-tired-of-being-sick-and.html' title='I&apos;m sick and tired of being sick and tired...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3868464881710496611</id><published>2009-08-23T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:09:35.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm really annoyed with my lack of creativity.  I haven't written in a LONG TIME.  That bothers me.   Is my life just that boring or have I fallen in to an I'm so busy with nothing to do slump.... I'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went dress shopping last week for the wedding... I HAD NO CLUE HOW HEAVY WEDDING DRESSES ARE! Also, my lack of tatas dont help hold up 80 lb dresses (ok maybe exaggerating a little...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between now and the last time I posted I've been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia... (which doesn't pass spell check...). Its a type of chronic fatigue/pain syndrome and I'm hoping to find other people that know about it or have it to talk to.  I've had it and known I had it for a while but finally after billions of tests I'm finally able to work on managing it.  Fortuneatly it's not going to kill me but it's not going to go away either.... I have a hard time getting motivated to do things to keep it in check, like exercising and eating better. Any advice on low impact exercise programs would be awesome I'm supposed to do an hour a day (yeah redic right! haha).  Its hard for Pat (the fiance) to understand that I'm just to tired or achy to do somthing... like when he comes home at 730 pm with a ton of mulch (not litteraly but there was a lot) and expects to mow, weed whack, and weed some more and mulch all by 830 when it gets dark..... I looked at him and laughed untill I realized he was serious and then weeded untill I could weed no more.  He did finish most of it right after dark and it looks wonderful, I just wish I could have helped more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of that, school starts tommorow, well my internet classes do my other one starts Tuesday, I hate the long drive to campus so hopefully I like the internet classes and maybe transfer to a soley internet program like from ITT tech (email me if you've done this!) and hopefully eventually get a degree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3868464881710496611?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3868464881710496611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3868464881710496611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3868464881710496611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3868464881710496611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugh.html' title='UGH!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4371129168765072410</id><published>2009-07-12T08:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:47:44.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just saw Heather Armstrong from &lt;a href="http://www.dooce.com"&gt;Dooce&lt;/a&gt; on GMA speaking about mommy bloggers receiving products and money from companies to write about products on their blogs.  I obviously am not a mommy blogger and won't be for atleast a few years, but I still have an opinion on this subject. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have no problem accepting products sent to me for free to write about.  My only condition is the companies fully understand that if their product truely sucks I will tell the world... ok the people who accidentally end up here, how I feel about the product.  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I have not been sent anything and I'm sure after that last comment I probably never will.  Oh Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Also, my point of this post is, not that I'm suprised, but that Heather Armstrong had no problem saying she was against accepting perks from companies to promote their products.  I'm thinking this is a very controversial issue among mommy bloggers, and I enjoy hearing different people's opinons on issues when they aren't bashing the other side just stating that this is why they do things this way (hers was preserving the trust of her audience).  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I would enjoy free stuff, does that make me a sellout? What is your opinion? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4371129168765072410?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4371129168765072410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4371129168765072410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4371129168765072410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4371129168765072410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-would-you-do.html' title='What Would You Do?'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-561230944111709220</id><published>2009-07-10T13:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:42:17.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flocus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployment'/><title type='text'>Its a sad day...</title><content type='html'>Well, due to financial issues I've decided to downgrade and sell the flocus.... She was my first new car and its hard to get rid of her.  She is a good car, never any problems, but shes expensive.  It costs a little over 300 a month to keep her not counting gas.... If I buy the car Pat found for me it will be a little over 100 a month, or less depending on how much I get for the flocus, and better on gas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone with good advice? or that wants to buy the flocus shes an awesome car!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-561230944111709220?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/561230944111709220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=561230944111709220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/561230944111709220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/561230944111709220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sad-day.html' title='Its a sad day...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1808961432048246564</id><published>2009-07-09T15:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:05:30.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flocus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>I'm Not Dead I Promise!</title><content type='html'>Hey all, I'm back again. The unemployed life does not give me a whole lot to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it gives me nothing to write about... I wake up smoke while letting the Gir (the dog) out. Sit around applying for work at home jobs... (any suggestions?).  Take the occasional snack break, email my mom all day, and wait for Pat (formerly bf but since we're engaged now I'm using his name) to get home and usually spend the evening watching him play video games or just being random like we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat's car got flooded in a bad storm a couple of weeks ago and he has been driving mine (the Flocus). That's why I don't really leave the house.  I finally got her back yesterday just in time for a doctors appointment and visiting my mom at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way my mom is just about as busy as I am but she gets paid to sit there and email me things all day.  Her new topic "the wedding" so we haven't set a date and we haven't really decided on anything, we know it's next fall, THATS IT.  That's not good enough she wants to know everything.  Daily, and sometimes bi-daily she asks if we've decided on a date, or how many people, or colors, which we haven't.  I'm hoping she'll stop asking me soon.  She also emails me a lot of pictures of dresses which is nice but 37 in one day... I should start training for when we actually do go dress shopping and I actually have to try them on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still pretty lonely here and our favorite bar just closed which makes me really sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said nothing to write about.... but if you've made it this far you read my messy nonsense anyways... lol  alright time to find another snack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1808961432048246564?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1808961432048246564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1808961432048246564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1808961432048246564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1808961432048246564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-not-dead-i-promise.html' title='I&apos;m Not Dead I Promise!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6499645917142493595</id><published>2009-06-17T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:57:59.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY'/><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I won't be texting my posts in anymore, thanks Adam for discovering my screw-up.  Alot has happened in the last couple of weeks.  BULLET POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, Im engaged again... and I've never been happier, except for some reason his parents don't know yet... we have been busy so I'll give him that excuse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I applied for unemployment because I realized that no one is going to want to hire me if I'm going to have to work at the base for three weeks one month after I would start a job.... I wouldn't hire me either, but I can't not work.... I'm still looking because I'm going crazy being at home with Gir (the dog) all day.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had some sort of push inside of me today to go for a run untill I actually got out of bed and it was raining....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm trying to quit smoking... I only had four yesterday and only one today so far... (Hence wanting to run to keep me from being bored and then smoking)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now I may be back later.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6499645917142493595?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6499645917142493595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6499645917142493595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6499645917142493595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6499645917142493595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-822013521758901315</id><published>2009-06-10T08:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:41:07.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y spiffy phone I can tweet blog and read more often which makes me very happy!  Later Dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-822013521758901315?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/822013521758901315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=822013521758901315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/822013521758901315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/822013521758901315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/y-spiffy-phone-i-can-tweet-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6707258689593523043</id><published>2009-06-10T08:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:41:06.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 google phone and I love it except I can&amp;#39;t get my school mail on it yet because its not a normal email address.  I&amp;#39;ll figure it out... Now that I have m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6707258689593523043?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6707258689593523043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6707258689593523043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6707258689593523043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6707258689593523043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-google-phone-and-i-love-it-except-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4470528371897917281</id><published>2009-06-10T08:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:40:40.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WooHoo for Wednesday!  I know I thought my life was less complicated with out my blackberry but I couldn&amp;#39;t stay away from smart phones.  Now I have the g&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4470528371897917281?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4470528371897917281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4470528371897917281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4470528371897917281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4470528371897917281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/woohoo-for-wednesday-i-know-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7575130231254040631</id><published>2009-06-02T20:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:10:42.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading list!</title><content type='html'>After moving in with the bf I've started reading a lot because he has his video games that he plays for hours on end.  I would play with him but... I can't seem to get the hang of moving these peeps around.  They tend to get stuck on corners walls or ladders.  Here is my list of books I have read in 2009.  I'm not going to tell you about the books just how I enjoyed them.  You should read them for yourself and if you have.... add some suggestions for next reading list additions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Last Lecture by: Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pauch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXIx1zdA2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/HhfB1-wWeSA/s1600-h/lastlec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXIx1zdA2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/HhfB1-wWeSA/s200/lastlec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342897291526996834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure I wrote about this before.  It was an amazing book.  I get way too involved in books and this one was an emotional roller coaster.  I read his childhood memories like they were my own, but I also read doctors advice like it was meant for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Version of the Truth by: Jennifer Kaufman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXJovPKCuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BYx_kVqdWqE/s1600-h/aver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXJovPKCuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BYx_kVqdWqE/s200/aver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342898234656951010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book sums up my feelings right now.  No job, broke, no education, and no valuable experience (except for waiting tables for a good third of my life (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; not quite that much but almost)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3., 4., 5., 6. The Twilight Series by: Stephanie Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXKtwDtFOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gywxOfYrc6A/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXKtwDtFOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/gywxOfYrc6A/s200/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899420288324834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I didn't want to read these because of the tween-teen obsession, I honestly figured they'd be dumb.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;, or not I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; put them down.  I was obsessed and I told my bf about the books like I was on a first name basis with all of them (he was obsessed too always wanting to know what was going on, I couldn't talk him into reading them himself....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fearless Fourteen by: Janet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Evanovich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXLmVkfPjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pYRUJ4Q_n9A/s1600-h/fearless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXLmVkfPjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pYRUJ4Q_n9A/s200/fearless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342900392430616114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started reading this series my senior year of high school.  I had two study halls and access to the "adult" section of the library.   I knocked out the first eight or more pretty quickly.  After I got busy with college I forgot how much I actually liked reading books and forgot about the series usually I'd catch up during the summer, and 15 is coming out soon.  I'm excited you can bet that one will be #1 in my book swim book pool.  I think I secretly wish I were Stephanie Plum. This was my first book rented from book swim and I must say I am pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Waiter's Rant  by: Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dublanica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXM1aMo_MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/y3mlSA8bIEI/s1600-h/waiter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXM1aMo_MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/y3mlSA8bIEI/s200/waiter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342901750882434242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've just started this so I'll update this later it seems good though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7575130231254040631?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7575130231254040631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7575130231254040631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7575130231254040631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7575130231254040631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/reading-list.html' title='Reading list!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SiXIx1zdA2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/HhfB1-wWeSA/s72-c/lastlec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3685827995364988706</id><published>2009-06-02T19:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:17:20.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>Uh Oh....</title><content type='html'>So, I've been off the last three weeks... Yes every Monday night for the last three weeks my boss has texted me and said they were slow this week and didn't need me to come in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, technically I'm unemployed.... Driving from dinner with the bf's fam I saw a place that was hiring a pc technician.   Had a 4 1/2 hour working interview (that's what i was nervous/excited about last week) only to find out that they only wanted to hire me temporarily because I would have to be off for three weeks for my yearly time to work at the base.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still technically unemployed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will hire me because I need time off in the first two months of working.  I wouldn't hire me either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This causes me to start to get depressed.  Which upsets me even more because I've been doing so well I've thought that all these changes in my life had made my depression and anxiety go away.  I guess all it takes is one little blip of problems makes it come back.  I've noticed my hands shaking more often so I'm just waiting for the total meltdown to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll stop this soon I have to I refuse to fall back into the black hole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for bring back the bitchy rantings, I had to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I got my &lt;a href="http://www.bookswim.com"&gt;book swim&lt;/a&gt; shipment the other day and I finished the first one in a day. I may be in love with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3685827995364988706?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3685827995364988706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3685827995364988706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3685827995364988706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3685827995364988706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/uh-oh.html' title='Uh Oh....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8969810283758569190</id><published>2009-05-26T13:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:10:51.029-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>AWESOME BOOK THING!!</title><content type='html'>I love to read.  I had gotten away from it for a while.  Then my boyfriend had given me Randy Pauch's last lecture.  After that, I got into the Twilight series, which I was hesitant about but ended up LOVING!  Last night I went to my parents to visit and my mom suggested &lt;a href="http://www.bookswim.com"&gt;Book Swim&lt;/a&gt;.  Its like Netflix or the Blockbuster service where you subscribe and they send you books. I just subscribed to the light reader service where they send you three books and then when you are done with the first two you sent those two back and then read the remaining one while they send you two more!  Hopefully this goes well I'll keep you all updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8969810283758569190?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8969810283758569190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8969810283758569190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8969810283758569190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8969810283758569190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome-book-thing.html' title='AWESOME BOOK THING!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4514606594815552564</id><published>2009-05-22T16:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:52:42.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar'/><title type='text'>Girls Night Out!</title><content type='html'>Last night I had mentioned to the BF that I might have to plan a girls night out with some friends that don't live really close to us.  That didn't go well, in his defense he just didn't want to be home alone all night if I would stay on a friends couch which I COMPLETELY understand BUT THIS IS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;His definition of GIRLS NIGHT OUT:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You get all dressed up, and then wasted, and then end up sleeping on some random persons couch possibly "sleeping with" some random dude. Also that its just not what people in serious relationships do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!?!?!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY definition of GIRLS NIGHT OUT:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You get all dressed up, have a few margaritas, (if we happen to get wasted it happens but wasn't a "goal")and talk about things like dudes or things that dudes don't want to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WARNING GROSS (read at your own risk):&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASE IN POINT DOG EATING WHOLE USED TAMPONS.  Yes it really happened and no I haven't went through the yard to find said tampons.  With my friends this story would definitely come out after a few margaritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SAFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask everyone out there, even if you don't usually visit here, even if you just searched the above Gross out case, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR DEFINITION OF GIRLS/GUYS NIGHT OUT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4514606594815552564?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4514606594815552564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4514606594815552564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4514606594815552564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4514606594815552564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1830132509866921670</id><published>2009-05-22T09:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:55:15.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet SUCKS'/><title type='text'>Ok.....</title><content type='html'>So, I can't tell you all what I'm doing today because it might cause problems with other areas of my life but, if all goes well I'll probably be incredibly excited.  If not, sort of depressed.  So, I guess, wish me luck... on doing what ever I'm doing today... I REALLY WISH I COULD TELL YOU... I need to vent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1830132509866921670?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1830132509866921670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1830132509866921670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1830132509866921670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1830132509866921670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok.html' title='Ok.....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4378146061781085989</id><published>2009-05-21T16:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:16:39.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...First and last time I'll ever say I NEED ESTROGEN!</title><content type='html'>So, I love living with my boyfriend.  He makes me happier than I ever thought I could be.  My job situation is difficult, and I had the entire week off this week.  I've been alone in the house all week. I've tried to keep myself busy, I EVEN BAKED A PIE.  I NEED TO FIND FRIENDS AROUND HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it hit me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the college atmosphere, I don't know how to make friends normally.  I'm not going to ask the cashier at the gas station if she wants to go shopping some time (even though I can see us being friends).  It's not like we don't go out because we do but all the girls at the bar seem kind of skanky... if you know what I mean not people I really want to be friends with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was so much easier when you could ask someone to borrow their crayon and then we're bffs the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4378146061781085989?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4378146061781085989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4378146061781085989' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4378146061781085989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4378146061781085989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-and-last-time-ill-ever-say-i-need.html' title='...First and last time I&apos;ll ever say I NEED ESTROGEN!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1750892714835791985</id><published>2009-05-13T11:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:52:12.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Prompt'/><title type='text'>What is "Perfect" really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I found this &lt;a href="http://brainyjane22.wordpress.com/2009/05/13/perfection/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and decided to do it rather than be completely bored at work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect outfit: Jeans, Cute shirt, and my FAVE black Heels.... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect meal: .... DON'T LAUGH! 1/2lb beef and cheese burrito from taco bell w/ NACHOS! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect hangover cure: see above... JK Double cheeseburger, Sweet tea, and small fry, oh and naps &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect road trip: ...I don't know but I'd like to go so get ahold of me lol &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect facial feature: Eyes definitely &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect drink: Sweet Tea &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect song: hummmm I don't know, I have music ADD so I doubt I'll ever have an answer for that one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect sign of affection: The BF will just stare at me when he wants a kiss... I promise its not creepy lol :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect afternoon: Drinking... SWEET TEA and reading in the sun! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect vacation: Does a deployment count as a vacation because if so it was definitely going to Guam, AMAZING &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect invention: post-it notes.... they make my day! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect type of wedding: Small, large groups of people whether I know them or not make me nervous &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect album: Once again music ADD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect accent: Australian DEFINITELY &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect date: something outside... like a walk or dinner on a patio of some sort?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect weather: 88 and sunny! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect party: I love the "small group of friends each with their own case of whatever" nights, they always end up with the best inside jokes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect sport: Volleyball, I miss it &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect thing to say: lol "Hey....  I love you" that always fixes whatever mood I'm in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perfect day of the week: Saturday! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Hump Day Y'ALL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1750892714835791985?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1750892714835791985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1750892714835791985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1750892714835791985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1750892714835791985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-perfect-really.html' title='What is &quot;Perfect&quot; really?'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8884838544722863593</id><published>2009-05-07T14:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:20:51.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P90X'/><title type='text'>Feelin the burn!</title><content type='html'>Oh boy so the bf and I started the P90X work out program. First day shoulders and back and abs. Second day plyometrics (which is baaaaad for my hip flexors....). Today I'm not sure but I'm scared.... I have a problem with the in between stages of standing up or sitting down. If all my weight is on my bum then I'm fine if all my weight is on my feet I'm fine but its that weird in between movement that is KILLING ME. I enjoy working out but having to spend the rest of the day on the couch with the heating pad on my hips isn't worth it. I may find something else to do when plyometrics comes up next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8884838544722863593?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8884838544722863593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8884838544722863593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8884838544722863593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8884838544722863593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/feelin-burn.html' title='Feelin the burn!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8585013308459624747</id><published>2009-05-06T15:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:43:41.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet Is Amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Internet SUCKS'/><title type='text'>Sloooow</title><content type='html'>So, trying to be thrifty... as usual.... the boyfriend and I decided to get a wireless modem from our cell phone company, Cricket.  It seemed like an AMAZING idea until I had to download Office 2007 to get homework done for tomorrow.  It took 6 hours to download 506MB.  REDIC! We're definitely going to have to find another way of getting the Internet before my two Internet classes start in the fall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8585013308459624747?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8585013308459624747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8585013308459624747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8585013308459624747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8585013308459624747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/sloooow.html' title='Sloooow'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6352870723881032282</id><published>2009-05-05T11:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:30:04.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I found this fun thing &lt;a href="http://dontcallmekathleen.blogspot.com/2009/04/mosaic-me.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt; (love her). So here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SgBazvBDeuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xr7Jy5bPo4k/s1600-h/mosaic3101206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SgBazvBDeuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xr7Jy5bPo4k/s200/mosaic3101206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332361803647384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go to Google image search.&lt;br /&gt;- Type in your answer to each question.&lt;br /&gt;- Choose a picture from the first page.&lt;br /&gt;- Use this website (http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/mosaic.php) to make your collage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your hometown?&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;9. What is one word to describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;10. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you love most in the world?&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answers:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashley&lt;br /&gt;2. BBQ&lt;br /&gt;3. Karns City&lt;br /&gt;4. Pink&lt;br /&gt;5. Crash&lt;br /&gt;6. Strawberry Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;7. Greece&lt;br /&gt;8. Turtle Cookies&lt;br /&gt;9. Spunky&lt;br /&gt;10. Bored&lt;br /&gt;11. Living&lt;br /&gt;12. Computer Forensics Analyst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6352870723881032282?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6352870723881032282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6352870723881032282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6352870723881032282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6352870723881032282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun.html' title='FUN!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SgBazvBDeuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xr7Jy5bPo4k/s72-c/mosaic3101206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-5915803189039799013</id><published>2009-05-05T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:30:42.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY'/><title type='text'>My Oh My!</title><content type='html'>Woah guys, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't disappeared, I just haven't had anything to write about for over a month... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog to document my life, sort of like a journal.  That didn't happen.  It turned into a place to complain about everything that annoyed, to infurriated me.  I'm thinking that thats probably not somthing somone wants to read about every day, but thats not why I wrote... I wrote to get it all out, I'm a feeling bottler and it felt soooo much better to let it out here than deal with confrontations with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently out of the feeling bottling business, hence the negletion of the blog.  I'm happy now, and this amazes me because I've NEVER been a happy person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not just the new bf, not just not living with my parents, not just being in a major that I completley love, it's everything, I see myself as a whole different person now, and finally I actually like this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sorry if I go a while with out posting I'll try my best, (it's a lot harder without the blackberry) and I'm really excited to start posting about GOOD things instead of how horrible/f'ed up my life is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-5915803189039799013?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5915803189039799013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=5915803189039799013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5915803189039799013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5915803189039799013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-oh-my.html' title='My Oh My!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7583502140338433974</id><published>2009-03-30T14:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:57:04.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconnected</title><content type='html'>I GOT RID OF MY BLACKBERRY! Downside.... I don't have 24/7 access to all my stuff as easy as I used to.  UPSIDE!!! $50 a month compared to $120 yessss I will show all of those corporate assholes I'M NOT PAYING!!!! and My phones green!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7583502140338433974?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7583502140338433974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7583502140338433974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7583502140338433974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7583502140338433974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/unconnected.html' title='Unconnected'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-9201525267509036720</id><published>2009-03-26T09:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:20:48.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flocus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steelers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my daddy'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts From This week</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a sort of bullet post just warning you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monday- Driving to work I see a company van that has "terrible tile" on the side...&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I made the connection between "TERRIBLE TOWEL" and "terrible tile" like any burgher would and yes it is a cute play on words but... There is no way in H-E-double hockey sticks that I am hireing someone who called their company "Terrible Tile" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monday still - At work-Mom has been sick and emailed me that dad said that her problem could be a pocket of blood that formed after a surgery a couple of months ago and if it burst she wouldn't make it to the hospital... GOOD GOING DAD STRESSING EVERYONE OUT(love you daddy!)... (shes ok she had tests done Tuesday and Wednesday and, no if she runs into the kitchen counter I will not be mom-less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday- At school- I was walking down the hall way to my 11 o'clock class and overhear two nursing students talking to each other. One obviously pregnant the other probably not.... Not Preggers to Obvi Preggers: "I saw your ultrasound yesterday and your uterus is SOOOOOOO cute!".... I understand that they're nursing students but I don't care how medically knowledgeable I am, I am NEVER! going to tell a friend she has a cute uterus maybe cute fetus or what ever they're called at whatever stage but not cute uterus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wednesday- The central blood bank has been calling me for a month now... So, I bit the bullet and decided to answer their call and go in and donate blood... Not realizing on the same day I was scheduled to go get my second round of the Guardasil shot... No big deal take some blood out put some medicine in right? NOT! 20 minutes after getting my shot and 1 hr after giving blood I felt wasted.  Not like oh I've had one or two I'll stop now because I have to drive, I'm talking full blown falling over, incoherent, wtf is going on wasted. Good thing the lovely bf didn't have to work and drove me.  If not the flocus would have been smashed somewhere along the turnpike and there would be no more me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure something intersting will happen today who knows my life has a tendancy to be boring on occasion....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-9201525267509036720?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9201525267509036720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=9201525267509036720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/9201525267509036720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/9201525267509036720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thoughts-from-this-week.html' title='Random Thoughts From This week'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6360559855617343846</id><published>2009-03-17T14:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:14:40.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Happy St. Patty's Day Everyone Out There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick funny before I get down to business.  As you might (or might not) already know my mom and I email back and forth most of the day.  So we were emailing today and I said that I wanted to go have some green beer to celebrate being Irish. Well, mom being the lack of a drinker she is (I'm possibly going to disown her for what I'm going to say next) she said, "EWWWWW green beer! Not for me, why is it green OMG IS IT MOLDY!"... Yes she realy said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other crazy things my mom says.  I don't stay at home that much any more I'm mosty at my boyfriends or I dont get home untill after they go to bed.  So, they (meaning my parents) keep talking about how they are going to move in two years when my brother graduates, which is fine with me I hope to be well on my own by then but they keep mentioning it like they want me to take a hint or somthing.  AND THEN! Later last night mom and I are talking about me putting money in savings for car emergencies, computer emergencies, MY OWN HOUSE, and A WEDDING! I'm not sure if shes trying to drop some serious hints or if she's just making simple conversation, but it scares the hell out of me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My one friend said I should talk to her about it but I feel like I'm just making somthing huge out of simple conversation.  What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6360559855617343846?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6360559855617343846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6360559855617343846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6360559855617343846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6360559855617343846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1171021777513634658</id><published>2009-03-11T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:58:53.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m pretty sure there&amp;#39;s not enough tea in china to make me feel better. I&amp;#39;m glad that I didn&amp;#39;t have any crazy spring break plans I can&amp;#39;t imagine being stuck in a foreign place miserable. Another thing that makes me miserable is not having the interenet at the boyfriends. I&amp;#39;m going to give you a few seconds to let that sink in, yes my boyfriend does not have the internet.  He did at one time have the internet but his ex took the computer so there was no need until I fixed up an older crashed computer with a new hard drive. Hopefully this will push him to get it because I love him and I would spend more time here if he had the internet so I could do my homework. What a girl does for love.... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.s. This is the first time I&amp;#39;ve posted from my phone so well see if I like this &lt;br&gt;Sent via BlackBerry by AT&amp;amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1171021777513634658?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1171021777513634658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1171021777513634658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1171021777513634658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1171021777513634658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-pretty-sure-there-not-enough-tea-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7730157836077501813</id><published>2009-03-04T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:34:38.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>I've been sooo busy lately an when I'm not busy I'm playing wii fit! My sister was in Cabaret with one of the wii fit models OMG was she ripped... so I thought it might work for me... we'll see. Back to tweeting (my brother is on twitter!!! he just doesn't remember his password GO FIGURE!) and watching Ghost Hunters International!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7730157836077501813?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7730157836077501813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7730157836077501813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7730157836077501813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7730157836077501813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-83279701080948085</id><published>2009-02-27T09:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:07:05.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roomates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>So I've been complaining to myself how I never get a chance to blog. But looking at google analytics I haven't ever had anyone read my blog ever... (I'm thinking I didn't put the code in right... GO FIGURE!) Now I don't believe it because I have comments from some awesome people. Sometimes, I believe it because I wouldn't read a blog that posts MAYBE once a week so I'll try to get better... and I'm now a twitterer I guess... I still haven't figured the whole thing out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend wants me to move in... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how to feel about this&lt;br /&gt;On one hand I get all little girl excited and giggly...&lt;br /&gt;On the other... I makes me a little panicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't think that moving in with someone is all that serious, I don't really know what to think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any opinions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-83279701080948085?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/83279701080948085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=83279701080948085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/83279701080948085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/83279701080948085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7291015505103733526</id><published>2009-02-17T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:47:17.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>Public appology</title><content type='html'>To my blogger valentine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry that I have not yet sent you your valentine.  My life got really hectic last week with the fam being out of town for a death in the family and well school being school and before I knew it I was waiting for 2 hours in Red Lobster with the bf for our valentines day dinner and it hit me! OH SHIT Babe I need to go to the post office NOW!!! and of course he laughed at me as he always does when I have my (all too random) freak outs and said Why?, Ash, Its 7 on a Saturday its closed just go on Monday you have off.  So I explained and a little confused because hes not in to the whole technology thing (he doesn't have the Internet, OR A COMPUTER) so other than going through geek withdrawals when I'm with him I'm basically cut off from the techie world So until noon on Monday when I was watching the news and they told me that the Post Offices were closed because of some crazy holiday I forgot about (which is horrible but being with the bf is like being on vacation for me.) So in short because I'm in school all day and have two tests (that I didn't study for) I PROMISE I will send it tomorrow because I have all week off because my boss had twins (well his wife did but I guess he's sorta involved or something lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7291015505103733526?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7291015505103733526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7291015505103733526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7291015505103733526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7291015505103733526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/public-appology.html' title='Public appology'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8099829342366171901</id><published>2009-02-12T17:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:55:37.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Winter Blahs</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if I've made it completely clear yet but I hate winter, I hate being cold, and I DEFINITELY hate snow! Usually I am more depressed in the winter, but I think that month I spent on a tropical island made it worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in this mood where I feel like I'm not really a person, I'm just around like a machine or something. I go to work sleep go to school sleep go to work do homework and so on until I go to the boyfriends where I feel like I'm on vacation because I feel like its still too good to be true. I never find guys this good, but on to the other half of my usual week I feel like I have no purpose. I go to work where I'm not really needed (sort of scary in this economy.) Then I'm going to school but after being a junior at another college and then starting all over again I feel like I'm getting nowhere I could be looking for awesome internships for next year and instead I'm taking classes again that start with 1 and none of my classes are challenging at all. I'm just in a rut and hopefully I'll break out of it soon hopefully while I have the next week off of work because my boss had twins! Oh well off to my last class for the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8099829342366171901?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8099829342366171901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8099829342366171901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8099829342366171901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8099829342366171901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/winter-blahs.html' title='Winter Blahs'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6175645055848585847</id><published>2009-02-12T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:10:34.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my daddy'/><title type='text'>Blogging in class Again...</title><content type='html'>Sooo I'm sitting in class, I'm so bored I've checked facebook myspace and read everything in my reader.... Then I remembered HEY I HAVE A BLOG not that I forgot.... Just that when it comes to doing things regularly I have a tendency to let them slip my mind every once in a while (ex. why I suck at taking the pill (and it makes me sick)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, tried taking the pill again... Made me depressed the first week, sick the second week, and gave me migraines this week. So... I quit taking it... I KNOW its bad but when the bf and I choose not to behave ourselves we are more that "careful" (tmi?). I just can't handle taking birth control I had the nuva ring (all questions welcome(I'm used to it)) and loved it but it gave me migraines but didn't realize it until I had forgotten to get my prescription filled and skipped it for a month (yes again I know bad Ashley!) But that months visit from aunt Flo was probably the most pleasant... if that's possible. Does any out here have any other ideas for "secondary" birth control other than the medicine type?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as I'm sitting here typing this my dad is texting me about the power being out at home because of the wind storms here's how the convo goes hope you enjoy his caveman texting as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Power out&lt;br /&gt;Me: At home or school&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well theres power at school now so I'm guessing at home hopefully it'll be on when I get home at 10 pm&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Y generator later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that means yes I'm buying a generator later.... but who knows with him lol I love my daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6175645055848585847?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6175645055848585847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6175645055848585847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6175645055848585847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6175645055848585847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/blogging-in-class-again.html' title='Blogging in class Again...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2004103604523976989</id><published>2009-02-04T01:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:15:28.363-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irrational 5 year old mode'/><title type='text'>Still awake...</title><content type='html'>So I've gotten very comfortable staying at bf's house on the weekends.  So much so that when I come home after a long day at school I can't sleep.  It's come to my attention that I am not able to fall asleep when in a bed by myself at any decent hour... I get really depressed and go into irrational 5 year old mode. I bawled for a good 2 hours and I've finally got it together enough to write a post along with texting the ex... WHY because I'm in irrational 5 year old mode... Its almost like I'm drunk.... or PMS-ing... but I'm not doing either I'm emotional, inconsolable, immature, and I'm sure there's a whole long list of other things but I haven't come to terms with those yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully,&lt;br /&gt;Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2004103604523976989?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2004103604523976989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2004103604523976989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2004103604523976989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2004103604523976989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-awake.html' title='Still awake...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8279762780930265878</id><published>2009-01-29T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:02:59.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 yes i said 2 self proclaimed snow days in  a row</title><content type='html'>So.... yeah living in the middle of nowhere has its positives... but it also has its downsides.  When you live in the middle of nowhere you never get to leave your house when it snows/ices butt loads.  I guess the local/state/federal(?) governments believe that us hicks "ain't got nowhere to go!"  Yes we have 4 wheel drive vehicles that can go in the snow I guess maybe when I bought my little focus I should have thought about that.  OH WELL It gives me an excuse to stay home from work and school for 2 days!!! and what a wonderful two days they were.... I did some laundry and some much needed room cleaning (mostly unpacking from Guam!)(yes I am aware of my laziness) and the new BF came to visit yesterday (he's crazy for going all that way in the snow but hey he loves me!&lt;br /&gt;and that's about it for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8279762780930265878?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8279762780930265878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8279762780930265878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8279762780930265878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8279762780930265878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-yes-i-said-2-self-proclaimed-snow.html' title='2 yes i said 2 self proclaimed snow days in  a row'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-994780345619004297</id><published>2009-01-23T10:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T10:58:16.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm over reacting but...</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sitting here furiously texting the bf about my horrible day (and it was only 9:30) and I decide to venture to google reader for some relief. I saw a few posts that made me giggle... (like this one from &lt;a href="http://bex7.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-almost-like-sisterly-love.html"&gt;Bex &lt;/a&gt;. (I wish my roommates would leave me presents like that... but for the time being I'm living with my parents SO... yeah not happening.)) Then I came along this &lt;a href="http://ummnowwhat.com/2009/01/23/inspiration"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; which really started me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you don't want to read a huge amount of my mind wandering... scroll to the last paragraph... yeah... its one of those)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I still feel new to blogging, but other than the few from or about Guam, 99.9% of my posts are random rantings about everyday troubles that everyone has. Most of the time I am A O K with that but lately I have also been thinking about how, in high school,  I used to  take pride in my writing.  It was one of my many gifts I am thankful to have received from some sort of higher being or just the luck of the draw.  I loved writing, dancing, and plain being alive.  Granted there were the typical heartbreaks and disappointments that fueled a ton of musings, but the works that came from  the "good times" were always my best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my question is does my writing suck because I'm angrier or am I angrier because my writing sucks....  just kidding.  Why is it that I haven't grown as a writer even though I've taken great strides as a person.  Maybe, I've found things that are easier outlets for expression (including but not limited to screaming old Back Street Boys, or any, songs in my car.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short I think what i am saying is,  I'm disappointed in my blog.   I feel like its more of a journal than something for others to read, or even for me to be proud of.... Or maybe I'm just having a bad day?  Oh well its Friday, I'm going tanning and then to the BF's for the weekend so it should be good despite the fact that we both have drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and it just got a little better when the  rather attractive FedEx guy came in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-994780345619004297?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/994780345619004297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=994780345619004297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/994780345619004297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/994780345619004297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-im-over-reacting-but.html' title='I think I&apos;m over reacting but...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3533268769678492611</id><published>2009-01-20T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:25:15.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>First day at the community college</title><content type='html'>OK so I've accepted that going to this school is a good thing for me.  Its not that I couldn't handle classes at SRU, and Its not that I wanted to live at home, its just better for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said... WHAT A FIRST DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micro Computing Applications&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this class is about the office programs Power point, Excel, and Access.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE DONE THIS BEFORE WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE IT AGAIN YOU HAVE MY FREAKING TRANSCRIPTS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...whew that feels better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intro To Business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the teacher... he doesn't recognize me... I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIDE STORY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to work at this shitty daycare in slippery rock in the fall of 2007.  The lady was a mess A REAL MESS.  She had me fill out paper work for my clearances (which are required to work with children in PA and I'm sure damn near everywhere) and she NEVER TURNED THEM IN.  I worked there for 6 months with no clearances.  Luckily I quit before the state came and shut her down because she had let her State in home daycare certification expire, or i would have been in DEEP SHIT.  She never paid us on time ... or sometimes in my case at all.  Debt collectors would call all the time, also the electric was almost turned off because she hadn't paid the bill, but another girl and I pleaded with the guy that came because of the kids being there and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to anyone who has or will have kids CHECK OUT YOUR DAYCARES THOROUGHLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO THE REAL STORY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His daughter was adorable but cried a lot especially at nap time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALSO, there's a girl i used to coach in cheer leading (god i feel old ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who don't know what Linux is its an open source operating system (like windows) but free and easier to work with because you can get fixes and such  FO FREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people in my class are pretty much all night dwellers that never leave their computers because they're constantly playing crazy games like with gnomes, elves, nymphs and shit I don't know they re just the type that are confused when a girl walks into a room because they don't know what to say ( mean i know, I'm a tech geek but these kids are BAAAAAAD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class 4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PC Management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about taking apart and putting together computers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EASY! i did this stuff in high school..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUMMARY : This is going to be a long boring uncomfortable semester....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 good thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating lunch with Amber a girl from SRU that i love!!! that also goes to bc3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 other bad thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 3 hour break before my night class HORRIBLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3533268769678492611?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3533268769678492611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3533268769678492611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3533268769678492611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3533268769678492611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-at-community-college.html' title='First day at the community college'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6778267911494666431</id><published>2009-01-12T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:45:03.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still bored</title><content type='html'>So... I'm sitting here waiting for my bosses to get out of a meeting.  So one can look at stuff before I send it out.  Eventhough I probably won't send it out today because I'm leaving in 45 mins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had self proclaimed A.D.D. all day.  I think it's because I'm going out for Tacos and Margaritas later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait I've missed my girls sooo much and I saw some on saturday but I'll most likley see everyone tonight  and then... back here tommorow Oh Ew..... then to the vagina doctor.... is that time of the month a bad time to go to the vagina doctor... I didn't really think about that.... EEK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6778267911494666431?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6778267911494666431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6778267911494666431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6778267911494666431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6778267911494666431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-bored.html' title='Still bored'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6883850722421619044</id><published>2009-01-12T11:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:30:13.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><content type='html'>Ok, Today is my first day back at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NOTHING to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gone a month and a half....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I'm not needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda scary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6883850722421619044?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6883850722421619044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6883850722421619044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6883850722421619044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6883850722421619044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6982478067358094205</id><published>2009-01-08T01:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:19:30.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>I'm used to not sleeping so I'm not sure if my time zones are still screwed up or if its normal....&lt;br /&gt;I'll  get really tired and try to go to sleep but then out of nowhere I can't sleep if my life depended on it IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY!  Its been happening since I got back.  Usually I won't get to sleep until late as in after midnight and then I'll wake up anywhere between 4am and 6am and I'll be tired all day but I'm afraid taking naps will make it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried eating tons of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; which usually work but no such luck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't think its the anxiety I'm pretty happy,  unless its my subconscious still feeling bad for the ex-fiance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreading going back to work I can only imagine the pile of to dos on my desk is HUGE!!! but i do miss it but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; is still going to suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to get tired ADD is setting in.... OBVIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until We Meet Again Loves!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6982478067358094205?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6982478067358094205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6982478067358094205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6982478067358094205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6982478067358094205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHH!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7284556289626416420</id><published>2009-01-06T18:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:35:27.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not, not dating</title><content type='html'>So,  I was engaged.... but wasn't happy.  It was one of those things where I was waiting for things to get better and as usual they didn't.  After being in Guam for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; 3 days I realized that I was happier there than I had been since we got back  together.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,  I broke it off..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably the hardest thing I've ever done IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.  Luckily all of my family and friends have been amazingly supportive and made it a lot easier on me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had made my decision while in Guam and a week or so after, I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;.  We pretty much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; stay away from each other It was awesome.  I still felt guilty because technically I was still engaged because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; break up with Chris over the phone because I felt that was really rude.  So when people would ask what is going  on between us we would reply were not not dating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm  not going to lie,  a tropical island is an awesome place to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;someone&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/2313224800907784463-7284556289626416420?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7284556289626416420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7284556289626416420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7284556289626416420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7284556289626416420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-not-dating.html' title='Not, not dating'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3883806037934327106</id><published>2009-01-02T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:49:08.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys Im back sorry I didn't write much while I was on deployment in GUAM I'm missing the 80 degree days and going to the beach every day and my nose started running as soon as the plane landed but i'll get to stories later i'm humgry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3883806037934327106?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3883806037934327106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3883806037934327106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3883806037934327106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3883806037934327106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8252209350927181645</id><published>2008-12-25T19:04:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:24:20.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are my lovely pictures from Guam (Yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where I was if I didn't tell y'all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmyCkJvhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KEE0lSKN2AU/s1600-h/PC230064.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmyCkJvhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KEE0lSKN2AU/s200/PC230064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890903936253458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palm trees that are neither fake or from the dollar store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxkwKB1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/1L2bfHYvnsY/s1600-h/PC230063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxkwKB1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/1L2bfHYvnsY/s200/PC230063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890895933540178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tumon&lt;/span&gt; Bay, The beach I was at almost every day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxVas9KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bUsujfWroRs/s1600-h/PC110038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxVas9KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bUsujfWroRs/s200/PC110038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890891817022626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the top of this cliff is a place called two lovers point.  Its Guam's version of Romeo and Juliette. The two forbidden lovers tied their hair together and jumped.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxPkUHlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1vBBeYhRwG8/s1600-h/PC140041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxPkUHlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1vBBeYhRwG8/s200/PC140041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283890890246725202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxPkUHlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1vBBeYhRwG8/s1600-h/PC140041.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmxPkUHlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1vBBeYhRwG8/s1600-h/PC140041.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty things we found in the Hyatt Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkcFDtzyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YAslCyVWfns/s1600-h/PC100031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkcFDtzyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YAslCyVWfns/s200/PC100031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283888327625133858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquarium fishes because I'm scared to death of real fishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkccVSbzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qgES8n_vnDI/s1600-h/PC100035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkccVSbzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/qgES8n_vnDI/s200/PC100035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283888333872852786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a pic of me and this boy... we're Not, not dating (explanation in later posts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkc5g1ZqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XaobBerGy8I/s1600-h/PC100037.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sign instructing you on how to touch the fish in the petting aquarium only two fingers do not pick up or poke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkc5g1ZqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XaobBerGy8I/s1600-h/PC100037.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQkc5g1ZqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XaobBerGy8I/s200/PC100037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283888341705909922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8252209350927181645?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8252209350927181645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8252209350927181645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8252209350927181645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8252209350927181645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SVQmyCkJvhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/KEE0lSKN2AU/s72-c/PC230064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2243731495345700735</id><published>2008-12-17T06:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:12:30.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys sorry I've been a bad blogger.... I wish I could tell you that I've been working a lot, but I haven't I've been To the beach, aquariums, and the same taco place 4 or 5 times its that good I have lots of good stories for when I get back and eventually I'll get some pictures up but for now this will have to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2243731495345700735?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2243731495345700735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2243731495345700735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2243731495345700735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2243731495345700735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry.html' title='Sorry!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7524878120839651042</id><published>2008-12-05T05:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T05:43:59.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>Ugh I am in a really weird mood. I love being here and I could possibly never leave but today I'm just sad.  I am in one of those curl up on the couch and take a nap moods. Earlier, though we went to this amazing beach and swam all day there were these huge cliffs you could climb up on and see almost everything.  Maybe after seeing somthing that awesome the rest of the day is a little bit of a let down... and I have a lot on my mind but about that later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7524878120839651042?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7524878120839651042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7524878120839651042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7524878120839651042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7524878120839651042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4256005725168140663</id><published>2008-12-02T18:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:46:45.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just checking in</title><content type='html'>Hey guys sorry I dont have time to do my usual commenting for some reason the room I'm staying in for the next couple days does not have cable or internet (which really sucks because to rent movies the walk takes atleast 30 mins).  I'm having so much fun though I worked for MAYBE 2 hours yesterday and went to the beach... I'm not sure if I have told you all yet but I am afraid of fish.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but just the thought of fish make me nauseous... I'm not really sure why I love the beach so much just for that fact, but the people I went with talked me into going in almost up to my chest... ( I dont know how they did that).  The water was clear enough for me to see to the bottom (which I've NEVER seen on the east coast ANYWHERE!!!) so I could watch out for fish. I only saw one little blue fish and I guess he was cute... for a fish... but maybe by the end of this trip I will be able to be comfortable with fish and possibly snorkel or learn to scuba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today oh and by the way if you're in the US I wrote this post tommorow for some reason I'm a day ahead its really Wednesday here and I know the international date line does somthing but I really dont get how it works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Lynn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4256005725168140663?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4256005725168140663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4256005725168140663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4256005725168140663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4256005725168140663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-checking-in.html' title='Just checking in'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7700719931717099229</id><published>2008-11-30T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:38:31.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I made it to Hawaii today it is 87 here!!!!!!! I LOVE IT It Is so pretty here it was like a weird  light rain you know the light rain at the beach that you don't mind because its warm.  I was really afraid to go somewhere mostly by myself, I know people but only through working at the base but its really comforting that everyone is so friendly and they all knew my dad when he worked at the base and I know if I needed anything they'd take care of me.  Also that light rain reminded me of the night that Chris and I got engaged.  We were in Fort Fisher, NC and it rained but we played cards and waited it out to go for a moon lit walk on the beach and we did but the entire time we were walking it was the same wonderful mist thats going on today!! That made me feel even more warm and fuzzy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some really pretty pictures of flowers I found outside and I'll add them later I think my cord is in the other bag that's still on the plane I HOPE!!! if not i'll have to find somewhere to buy one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 29TH &lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh 31 Fahrenheit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii 87 Fahrenheit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7700719931717099229?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7700719931717099229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7700719931717099229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7700719931717099229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7700719931717099229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay.html' title='YAY!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7091508648435888640</id><published>2008-11-29T01:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:40:02.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well... Peace out PA... for now</title><content type='html'>So its 1:30 am I'm staying awake because I need to get a shower in an hour and leave for my deployment which is cool cuz then I'll have been up for 24 hours and maybe I'll be able to sleep on the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I may be offline for a few days and I'm sorry but I'm not sure if I'll have Internet so my posts may be few and far between until i get back next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love To the Bloggers lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7091508648435888640?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7091508648435888640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7091508648435888640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7091508648435888640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7091508648435888640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-peace-out-pa-for-now.html' title='well... Peace out PA... for now'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7892426091310808145</id><published>2008-11-24T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:06:38.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap</title><content type='html'>I've been in the process of unpacking the last few days and I'm not even close to halfway done so It might be a while because I have to pack for my deployment on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next few days will be unpacking, packing oh and this thing called Thanksgiving!! oh and shopping for things that I'll need for a month and possibly a web camera for Chris and I to use on skype. I'm not sure how skype works but we'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7892426091310808145?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7892426091310808145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7892426091310808145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7892426091310808145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7892426091310808145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1168710572808622561</id><published>2008-11-21T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:24:11.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Prompt'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The First Time I Drove A Car What Was It Like?&lt;br /&gt; CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I drove a car was right after I passed my permit test.  I had to drive through down town then get on the interstate and the the crazy windy roads to get home.  I've never been so scared in my life (well atleast that I can think of right now) and I'm sure I pissed off a few people. I think I maybe went 45 the whole 5 minutes I was on the interstate and drove on the edge of the road like I was delivering mail (i.e. on the other side on the white line) the rest of the way home.  Then later that day mom thought it would be a good idea to go rent movies to celebrate and I had to drive in the dark and the rain then.  That may have been worse.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got this Idea from a &lt;a href="http://www.creativity-portal.com/prompts/imagination.prompt.html"&gt; Prompt Generator &lt;/a&gt; which i got from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marikajocasta.blogspot.com/"&gt; Something Clever Goes here &lt;/a&gt; Which is This weeks Blog Train Spot from &lt;a href="http://dontcallmekathleen.blogspot.com/"&gt; Katie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may do a random prompt blog once or twice a week if I can what do y'all thing about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1168710572808622561?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1168710572808622561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1168710572808622561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1168710572808622561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1168710572808622561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-time-i-drove-car-what-was-it-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8841200593695935298</id><published>2008-11-21T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:45:08.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>I should be un packing...</title><content type='html'>I should probably be unpacking all my junk but I hate doing things alone.  I'm not talking about the OMG will come to the bathroom with me thing, I hate that, I'm pee shy.  I think the reason I couldn't pack was I was alone and I have so much junk it was overwhelming and still is.  I'm one of those sorta messy people who just don't know where to put everything.  Unless its the kitchen or bathroom those HAVE HAVE HAVE to be clean! or I wont use them... Yeah, I'm slightly neurotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way IT'S STILL SNOWING! and that is why I will stay inside, in my sweats and robe with some butterfingers hot chocolate AMAZING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8841200593695935298?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8841200593695935298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8841200593695935298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8841200593695935298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8841200593695935298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-should-be-un-packing.html' title='I should be un packing...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3144106531169506566</id><published>2008-11-20T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:14:08.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Flocus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>ew! why god why!</title><content type='html'>... I think I might sue my kindergarden teacher... Because she pretty much lied when she told the 20 or so of us with eager sponge-like minds that infact it snows in the winter. Hey Mrs. Hall ITS NOT WINTER YET!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have seen the few flurries that we've been getting and I was ok. Not today, no not today I almost threw up (if there was actually anything in my stomache I'm starving) when I saw the first SNOWPLOW of the season. I wasn't ready for this.  I was planning on leaving and being welcomed back in January with the snow but nope wasnt prepared today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when its really cold my gas pedal sticks so I have to stomp on it to go anywhere.  I never hear about gas pedals getting stuck out so that you cant go anywhere but in my case I guess thats one thing I am blessed with that its not stuck in and I plow right in to somthing as unforgivng as a bomb shelter or somthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later I still have to unpack!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3144106531169506566?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3144106531169506566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3144106531169506566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3144106531169506566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3144106531169506566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/ew-why-god-why.html' title='ew! why god why!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4706424591182837655</id><published>2008-11-18T23:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:54:12.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kleenex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>WHAT!!!</title><content type='html'>Nope, cant handle this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't force myself to pack I'm supposed to be moving out of my apartment tomorrow and every time I sit down on the floor to try and pack I start bawling, hysterically I just cant make myself to pack.  So my wonderful mommy is going to help me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PITT GIRL QUIT!?!?!?!?! I was hoping to get a good laugh in between cry fests and now I cant even do that WHAT!!!!! I fully understand and respect her decision, and she will be deeply missed. Heres the article... by  &lt;a href="http://www.pittsburghpostgazette.com/pg/08323/928883-100.stm"&gt; The Pittsburgh Post Gazette&lt;/a&gt;,I feel some more hysterics comeing on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lots of crazy stuff going on in my life that I'm just not allowed to talk about and honestly I'm ready to just chug a bottle of dads homemade wine but... I think then I'd just be a messier hot mess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK gotta go find more tissues and don't worry they wont be the anti-bacterial kind heaven forbid I commit a felony for not using them on my NOSE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4706424591182837655?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4706424591182837655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4706424591182837655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4706424591182837655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4706424591182837655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/what.html' title='WHAT!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-287198910148965826</id><published>2008-11-16T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:24:15.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....Not so sure</title><content type='html'>So I tried to spiff up my blog a bit... I'm not sure I like it.  I'm usually one of those people who first hate their new hair cuts and it just takes a day or two to get acquainted with so I'm gonna keep this for a day or two and see how I feel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments would be great especially if its harder to read this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-287198910148965826?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/287198910148965826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=287198910148965826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/287198910148965826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/287198910148965826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-sure.html' title='....Not so sure'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6610190913146584382</id><published>2008-11-14T23:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:52:15.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roomates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bumper stickers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slippery rock university'/><title type='text'>AWWEEEE</title><content type='html'>So Wednesday night my awesome sorority sisters threw me a surprise going away party intertwined with another girls 21st birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since I will not be attending Slippery Rock next semester I've been trying to spend as much time with my close friends as I can such as randomly showing up at their apartment and well when they're trying to plan a surprise party for you they are not too happy about coming unannounced which now I understand but Tuesday's bitchiness was not appreciated but I came to understand later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my little, Cory, decided to ask me to go out for a drink after her night class and I definitely agreed well Wednesday night they told me we were also taking Amy (the girl who was turning 21) which made a lot of sense even though her surprise party was never mentioned to me before so I continued to ask questions which increased the bitchiness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story If your friends are bitchy don't get upset they might be planning a surprise party for you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and EXCITING NEWS!!! I FINALLY HAVE A FUNCTIONING DIGITAL CAMERA so when I find things picture worthy they will definitely be up here unfortunately today I could not get a picture of a bumper sticker on the back of a mustang that said "I'm only speeding 'cause I really have to poop!" WHICH TOTALLY MADE MY DAY!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS as I'm typing away my roommate and her ex/Friday night hook up/ WORST ENEMY are in a "wrestling match" including lighters watches and bloody noses and my roommate yelling YOU BURNT MY VAGINA, then my fiancee says to me "HA HA Stef is a FIRE CROTCH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6610190913146584382?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6610190913146584382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6610190913146584382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6610190913146584382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6610190913146584382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/awweeee.html' title='AWWEEEE'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-227888127732085348</id><published>2008-11-10T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:08:14.375-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slippery rock university'/><title type='text'>Congraturations!!!!</title><content type='html'>SO, sorry about last week it was a week of HELL! I am getting deployed like I said in my pants missing post.  Slippery Rock University decided to email me on MONDAY saying I had to withdraw from the university because I will leaving before finals are over.  This was not the CASE IN JUNE when I found out and emailed everyone and their mother about it just to make sure i was not going to get screwed over AGAIN!!! Yes, again I almost failed a class because some bimbo business teacher thought that being in her pointless consumer behavior class was more important than working at the base when I was on INVOLUNTARY ORDERS. I missed two stupid classes and two assignments that I asked about as soon as I got back but I guess they didn't exist the week I got back and MAGICALLY reappeared the week before finals. So needless to say I am no longer a student of Slippery Rock University, I don't really mind, This place is horrible its more like the school is here for the administration and the faculty not the students (THE WHOLE POINT FOR A FREAKING SCHOOL).  ANYWAYS, the whole reason for this is that I went to tell my teachers that I wasn't skipping class to skip class I'm actually not a student here anymore.  So going through the script with one of my teachers and I quote "Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I'm not skipping your class to skip class, I'm no longer a student at slippery rock they made me withdraw because I'm being deployed with the military." Teacher: "CONGRATURATIONS" Like I won a prize or something.  HONESTLY!!! because being deployed is a good thing.  I'm not complaining about being deployed I'm actually excited to go, but the ignorance of this guy who is probably here on a visa, who can't teach has to have other teachers make his power points for him, cant speak English well OF COURSE I should expect him to not know what deployment means because his pay check comes from my outrageous tuition oh yeah and EVERYONES taxes when theres some perfectly competent American that would kill for his job but couldnt get it because supposedly foreign people obviously know everything about technology. OK yes they might be more advanced in technology but teaching it in a different country NO sorry FAIL. OK I'm done ranting and I'm sorry if I sound culture centric or racist, I don't think I am but this is how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-227888127732085348?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/227888127732085348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=227888127732085348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/227888127732085348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/227888127732085348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/congraturations.html' title='Congraturations!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3583769479006503957</id><published>2008-11-01T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:23:10.690-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pants'/><title type='text'>Where the hell are my pants....</title><content type='html'>To Whom It May Concern....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, creepy little locker room elf.  I went to the base for drill today, went to change into my uniform only to realize that my BDU (battle dress uniform) pants were not where I left them last month, on the hanger.  I'm not mad it's actually kind of funny.  Although, I'm sure it will produce much humor in the break room, I am quite concerned.  I am leaving soon and cannot perform my job very well with only one pair of pants. I will be gone for a while, and do not feel like wearing the same pants the entire time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, not being able to find my pants has ruined my day.  Sorta sad huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3583769479006503957?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3583769479006503957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3583769479006503957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3583769479006503957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3583769479006503957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-hell-are-my-pants.html' title='Where the hell are my pants....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1541705899999202550</id><published>2008-10-29T12:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:47:28.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>Well I'm sitting in class after my counseling center appointment, and I'm really glad I went.  This guy is alot better than the guy I went to ohhhh two summers ago.  He's alot easier to talk to and actualy seems like he likes his job.  The other guy seemed like he hated his job, and thats not really the vibe you want to get when you're going to get help from people.  ESPECIALLY if youre depressed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he figured out that my depression is more of a problem than my anxiety and that it is caused by biological factors and not psychological.  So, now I have to make an appointment with the dreaded health center to get medicine to get my life back on track. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be fine but, I hate taking pills every day.  I dont like feeling like I have to depend on somone or somthing to get through the day.  It was the same with birth control but I was a lot better at taking that becuase the fear of getting pregnant when you're 17 was a lot worse than being annoyed with taking pills.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed that problem when I was perscribed the nuva ring which is AWESOME by the way and yes I'll answer 50 questions about it if you'd like, I'm used to it and an open person OBVIOUSLY.  Although if any birth control gives you migraines, this is the only time I will not recommend it. (But, yeah I'm not a doctor so DONT LISTEN TO A THING I SAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the aweful health center.  I absoloutely HATE the Slippery Rock University Health Center.  It takes for ever to see someone,  and even if you are on the brink of death they think everything is solved by a cough drop.  Also, before they even ask you your symptoms, not reguarding if you're male or female, they ask if theres a possibility of you being pregnant.  Then, if you return because the magical cough drops didn't work (I wonder why?) they tell you that your apendix is going to burst and you need to get to the hospital right away.  Mind you that its Febuary, blizzarding, oh and unless you want to take an ambulance (that costs ohh 3x your tuition) your parents that live 30 mins away, and hour and 30 mins in a bizzard, have to come get you and take yout to the hospital that is another hour and 30 mins away (in blizzard conditions) IN YOUR GRANDMA'S CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ok they didn't say it in that many words but I'm sure you smell what I'm steppin in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a really bloggy mood today so expect more later when I'm most likley supposed to be doing homework in the library&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1541705899999202550?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1541705899999202550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1541705899999202550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1541705899999202550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1541705899999202550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7305777302160934886</id><published>2008-10-29T09:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:32:17.684-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>AWE</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting in the library before my counseling center appointment and looking through blogs for posts that I have missed and I found this one!!! It is a video of foxes, yes foxes, playing on a football/lacrosse/I'm guessing soccer field at a high school in Boulder, CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://holyvataha.blogspot.com/2008/10/foxes-in-boulder-co.html"&gt; The Foxes&lt;/a&gt; are jumping around having a good time and I couldn't figure out what they were playing with, until I realized they are TEARING APART the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is awesome to me because when I was in 7Th grade our high school put in a turf field and trying to get to it or the track was harder than getting in to Fort Knox. They were so protective of the new track and field that pretty much if your sport was not using it you should probably not even look at it. Rightfully so though, because the field cost well over a million dollars and I'm pretty sure no one in my school district knows how much a million dollars actually is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7305777302160934886?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7305777302160934886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7305777302160934886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7305777302160934886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7305777302160934886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/awe.html' title='AWE'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8671765888521641007</id><published>2008-10-27T09:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T09:49:32.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhhhhh.... DUH!!!</title><content type='html'>So sometimes while I'm blog stalking in class I tend to skim through blogs and half read because I try to fit as much in to an hour as I can... Well today I started to read blogs I've already read just to see if I missed something and... I DID and I feel bad now because I didn't have any idea why I was tagged in another blog... &lt;a href="http://dontcallmekathleen.blogspot.com"&gt; Don't Call Me Kathleen &lt;/a&gt; LOVE IT!! well I was supposed to do something... so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Facts about Me!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; I am obsessed with my cell phone and I don't mean normal texting calling and other phone stuffs.  I constantly am looking at my phone either playing sudoku or googling random things (my roommates tend to have arguments about "facts" and I look them up so they'll shut up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;I smoke and I hate it... but I have no motivation to quit.  I tried quitting only to fail because I didn't have the "want" to do it it was just my fiance thought it would be a good idea and I did too but I just don't want to quit... I think its the social aspect of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;I'm in the Air National Guard.  Its like the Air Force but its governed by the individual state before the federal government. Oh, and I'm and aircraft mechanic... scary huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.  &lt;/strong&gt;Birth Control, be it the pill or nuva ring, gave me worse cramps and migraines than before I started taking it... so I quit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;I secretly just want to be a housewife.  Maybe just for a week because I think I will get too bored being at home all day waiting for my hubby to get home.  Unless I have kids at the time then I think it would be fun to play and watch little kid cartoons like the backyardigans all day ( I used to work in a daycare!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; This is getting hard... OH!!!  I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE geocaching if you don't know what it is you HAVE to try it &lt;a href="www.geocaching.com"&gt;GEOCACHING&lt;/a&gt; Look Us up our name is PAexporer87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. &lt;/strong&gt;I have way more guy friends than girl friends.  I'm more of the go out play in the woods get dirty type of girl (Its way more fun!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so that's 7 things about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOK tagging 7 people might be hard because I'm new to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelseatalkssmack.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chelsea Talks Smack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bex7.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;An Enigmatic Enumeration of Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://holyvataha.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Holy Vataha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://julie_gong.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;A Blog of a Good Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK yeah i don't really have &lt;span&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of people to tag....... maybe I'll add more as i find more peoples blogs I admire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8671765888521641007?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8671765888521641007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8671765888521641007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8671765888521641007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8671765888521641007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohhhhhhh-duh.html' title='Ohhhhhhh.... DUH!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-1703455881332401389</id><published>2008-10-23T14:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:27:03.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I am in love with mint tea!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I am still getting over whatever sickness I had.  During the last five days I have consumed MASSIVE amounts of tea and I have to admit that my two favorites in this order are any tea with mint in it, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; tea.  Never having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; juice before I was really not sure about the tea but it is really good!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the reason I love mint teas is because mint is supposed to be a "cool" flavor and tea is hot.  I like the confused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; feeling like with sweet and sour (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; in margaritas) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yessssssssss&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-1703455881332401389?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1703455881332401389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=1703455881332401389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1703455881332401389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/1703455881332401389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-in-love-with-mint-tea.html' title='I am in love with mint tea!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-3046379790339955027</id><published>2008-10-20T19:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:12:49.283-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kleenex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>AHH it finally caught up with me</title><content type='html'>Every Fall I HAVE to get a sinus infection.  It is pretty much a ritual or something.  It never fails and this time its bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the severity is partially my fault because this weekend was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homecoming&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; I was wasted.  Then for the grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; I spent all day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; in the cold dampness making the float and then Saturday was the big day that ended up with praying to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;porcelain&lt;/span&gt; gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So yesterday and today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done pretty much nothing but blow my nose and drink tea.  Well starting on Kleenex box number 2 I was looking at the bottom of the box and there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Directions On The Bottom Of A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kleenex&lt;/span&gt; Box!&lt;br /&gt;and I Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions for Use: It is a violation of Federal law to use this product in a manner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;inconsistent&lt;/span&gt; with its labeling.  Use only as a facial tissue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I'll give them that they are anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;virus&lt;/span&gt; tissues BUT reading this aloud to my fiance and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; they came up with the other colorful uses of tissues such as wiping your ass and jacking off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never needing them for the latter I found this hilarious, but we all know we've found ourselves in the situation where albeit doing #1 or #2 you have looked over and saw hanging on the wall nothing but cardboard.  Being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;inventive&lt;/span&gt; human beings you look behind you and grab a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hand full&lt;/span&gt; of tissues and "clean up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Kleenex&lt;/span&gt; box this is now a federal offense! Which if the FBI or CIA or SWAT or  who ever bust in on me with a handful of tissues I guess I will be guilty of 2 counts of illegal tissue use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-3046379790339955027?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3046379790339955027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=3046379790339955027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3046379790339955027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/3046379790339955027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahh-it-finally-caught-up-with-me.html' title='AHH it finally caught up with me'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2088237155502710580</id><published>2008-10-15T08:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:22:27.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Too damn early</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I spent 5 hours in the library and accomplished NOTHING.  Then got frustrated and went to the bar with a few friends.  It was a fun relaxing night but I still have nothing done... I actually made it to my first class today.  I am sort of worried because I only have a year and a half left of school (not counting this semester) and I feel like I know nothing.  Granted I just picked up my major last year but the crazy amount of debt I'm in is not worth knowing nothing.  Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why I feel I've given up on school....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2088237155502710580?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2088237155502710580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2088237155502710580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2088237155502710580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2088237155502710580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-damn-early.html' title='Too damn early'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7446067413746329118</id><published>2008-10-13T12:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:28:24.706-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Oh boy....</title><content type='html'>So, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been sleeping well... I wake up in the middle of the night five or six times it is driving me nuts.  Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;this morning&lt;/span&gt; i wake up at 5 AM feeling like my entire left leg is broken(and I have no clue why).  So not only am I tired today I'm sore as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more motivation its getting to the point where I have no idea how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to pass any of my classes this semester.  Its not that I'm lazy I want to go to class but when it comes to getting up in the morning that determination is GONE its really hard for me to get my life together when I have class but when I get up at the same time for work I have no problem waking up for work.  Maybe I should see if I can get paid to go to school? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; yeah I seriously doubt that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one good thing about today is that my mom is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up to make my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt;, my sister, her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt; and my fiance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lasagna&lt;/span&gt; for dinner!!!! So I'm not too excited about having 11 people in my apartment at once but hey it'll be a good time as long as they bring wine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7446067413746329118?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7446067413746329118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7446067413746329118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7446067413746329118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7446067413746329118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-5618374784100651542</id><published>2008-10-10T12:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:45:05.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loan'/><title type='text'>YESSSSSSSSSS its friday!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here in my Scripting Languages class looking at everyone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; blogs because I cant pay attention when I cant understand the teacher. Oh and I have no idea whats going on because I didn't take the prerequisite yet, but my good old buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt; usually helps me out. I haven't written in a while because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ive&lt;/span&gt; been busy. So busy that nothing interesting happened to tell you about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my life sucks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UNTIL&lt;/span&gt; TODAY! I finally got my loan check for school thank God too. Tuesday I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; an email from my apartment complex saying if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; pay my rent for the last three months by next week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting sent to collections and EVICTED (wow i guess that was interesting, I forgot!). Yes not paying my rent for three months does sound a little irresponsible of me but they knew I was getting the loan because I gave them the letter saying i was approved and they said that was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then the loan company needed this paper and that paper and proof that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a human being not a marmoset (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; an animal right? the word just popped into my head) I've never had so much trouble getting a loan before in my ENTIRE life. So now I finally have it and I go to the bank and they said that my Co signer for the loan had to sign it as well UGH never had to do that before either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I'm in debt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;up to&lt;/span&gt; (or maybe over) my ears and I probably will be for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW it just got really cold in this room I swear my school still has the a/c on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-5618374784100651542?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5618374784100651542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=5618374784100651542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5618374784100651542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/5618374784100651542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/yessssssssss-its-friday.html' title='YESSSSSSSSSS its friday!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-4380082869086907024</id><published>2008-09-30T18:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:54:59.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOO HERE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theburghbaby.com/2008/09/biggest-one-day-contest-ever.html"&gt;Burgh Baby: The Biggest One Day Contest EVER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theburghbaby.com/2008/09/august-237-copy.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff&lt;br /&gt;Free Stuff&lt;br /&gt;Good Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuf' Said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-4380082869086907024?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4380082869086907024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=4380082869086907024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4380082869086907024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/4380082869086907024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/goooo-here_30.html' title='GOOOO HERE!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2309232570200825027</id><published>2008-09-27T10:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:29:16.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steelers'/><title type='text'>WHATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So the entire last night I kept telling my roommate I was not going to the bar. I ended up at my fiance's apartment and we had a friend come out to visit from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pitt&lt;/span&gt;, so they decided to go to the bar. After we meandered around the random apartment complexes we decided to take the happy bus to the bar (the happy bus is a student government owned shuttle that runs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; 2 i think maybe later). Can I just tell you that this guy was the craziest driver I've ever seen AND WE WERE ON A BUS. We finally get to the bar and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;there is&lt;/span&gt; a limo out side. This does not happen EVER. I get inside and I guess the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;steelers&lt;/span&gt; were there I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really know who all was there but my roommate from last year was SITTING WITH JEFF REED and getting free long islands all night... I'm not jealous about the long islands because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like them but other things yeah...we hung around for a while and drank too much and went to walk home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sheetz&lt;/span&gt; was insane people were dancing standing in line dancing it was fun. Walking home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chris's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; decided he had to pee so we stopped ON CAMPUS and he peed while we were waiting we found the happy bus again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not really sure why we thought it was a good idea but when we were drunk his driving was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;WAYYY&lt;/span&gt; worse so I said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt;"if we die i love you", because i love everyone when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; drunk but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; die and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; sorta how the story ends more crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hi jinks&lt;/span&gt; later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2309232570200825027?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2309232570200825027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2309232570200825027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2309232570200825027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2309232570200825027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/whatttttttttt.html' title='WHATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2329447848953070745</id><published>2008-09-25T21:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:29:52.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>so.....</title><content type='html'>so my parents live a half an hour away from where i go to school.... and they want my fiance and i to move in next year... and i have no problem with that but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really happy and proud of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt;.... or my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dependence&lt;/span&gt; on credit .... i could get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much of my debt paid off and not accrue any more which would be AWESOME but.... its the whole living with your parents thing again after 2 years of being on your own.... I love that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; welcome to live in my awesome basement apartment but its the living with your parents stigma i think i could like it though any ideas?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2329447848953070745?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2329447848953070745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2329447848953070745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2329447848953070745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2329447848953070745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/so.html' title='so.....'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6198119702067592182</id><published>2008-09-24T12:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:30:13.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>I'M QUITTING SCHOOL AND JOINING THE CIRCUS</title><content type='html'>I really cant take school any more... its been 5 weeks and I need a vacation already....Its not that I have that much work I think I'm just too busy and everythings gotten really hard for me I have a feeling that I hit my head really hard and knocked anything that I knew about anything out my ears. I'm just so frustrated my classes are hard and then one of my teachers can barely speak english WHICH DRIVES ME NUTS if you become an American citizen and work here LEARN THE LANGUAGE its hard enough understanding what the teacher is saying LET ALONE the concepts I'm SUPPOSED to be learning... I'll probably rant some more later but Im just really angry right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6198119702067592182?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6198119702067592182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6198119702067592182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6198119702067592182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6198119702067592182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-quitting-school-and-joining-circus.html' title='I&apos;M QUITTING SCHOOL AND JOINING THE CIRCUS'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-8947622869702476033</id><published>2008-09-22T10:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:47:49.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so boring...</title><content type='html'>So I've decided that my life is completely uneventful because I spent all weekend solving a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rubik's&lt;/span&gt; cube and five minutes after I actually solved it I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; i needed to do it again, needless to say it only happened once I'm still working on the second time around. Also I've been thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; about this stupid smoking ban and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; bother me so much out like at the bar or restaurants because I can just go outside and smoke but the big problem is on campus, I mean honestly is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; to ban the entire campus, and ok so yeah I understand the clean air act but really if you want clean air dont be doing construction on BOTH sides of campus so we dont have to walk through an average of ten dust/smog clouds a day. Wow im just ranting all over the place I must be having a bad day but i guess thats what getting up at 6:30 for class at 8 does to you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-8947622869702476033?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8947622869702476033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=8947622869702476033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8947622869702476033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/8947622869702476033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-so-boring.html' title='Oh so boring...'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2072557009267678849</id><published>2008-09-16T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:59:11.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alegheny River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canoe Trip'/><title type='text'>The Canoe Trip</title><content type='html'>FINALLY my phone is not being dumb any more and the canoe/kayak trip alot of goofyness going on here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASJ1XvpjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiN9WDUF4NY/s1600-h/IMG00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASJ1XvpjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiN9WDUF4NY/s200/IMG00072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713526041421362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris woke up at five for work the day we left this is the view from my stoop because i couldn't get back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAW1rM6FPI/AAAAAAAAACc/UtaWxxIVHmA/s1600-h/s47507190_32045536_1085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAW1rM6FPI/AAAAAAAAACc/UtaWxxIVHmA/s200/s47507190_32045536_1085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246718677272368370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the view we had the ENTIRE way down the river&lt;br /&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAY-xqB9fI/AAAAAAAAACs/z5h59zQ81JU/s1600-h/IMG00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAY-xqB9fI/AAAAAAAAACs/z5h59zQ81JU/s200/IMG00085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246721032647210482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is all the junk we took with us I'm SO GLAD I was in the kayak all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAdtd4gH0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mA5loYiJhl4/s1600-h/IMG00084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAdtd4gH0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mA5loYiJhl4/s200/IMG00084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246726232839561026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy Mating dragonflies that did their thing the ENTIRE way down the river ON MY KAYAK not cool dragonflies not freaking cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAdS_MRW5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SJ60NvA8q6c/s1600-h/IMG00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAdS_MRW5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SJ60NvA8q6c/s200/IMG00083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246725777924381586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the kayak all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNATuyJzkFI/AAAAAAAAABM/DHScCiNidqI/s1600-h/IMG00082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNATuyJzkFI/AAAAAAAAABM/DHScCiNidqI/s200/IMG00082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246715260344438866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goofballs one and too they never cease to amaze me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAW7TdJc3I/AAAAAAAAACk/vTVlivT0xR4/s1600-h/s47507190_32045538_7014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAW7TdJc3I/AAAAAAAAACk/vTVlivT0xR4/s200/s47507190_32045538_7014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246718773977248626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli and his baby all loaded up this is the only picture he wanted to take on the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAS4XE2JsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3iGZyuhNMpE/s1600-h/IMG00081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAS4XE2JsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3iGZyuhNMpE/s200/IMG00081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246714325362943682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew yeah there was only three of is but we had an awesome time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAWwxXUHuI/AAAAAAAAACU/7wnRQPZI7rg/s1600-h/s47507190_32045535_3808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAWwxXUHuI/AAAAAAAAACU/7wnRQPZI7rg/s200/s47507190_32045535_3808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246718593027284706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher burning his shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASeJidaUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EW8M1TOOrdo/s1600-h/IMG00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASeJidaUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EW8M1TOOrdo/s200/IMG00077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713875052456258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofball 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASU6KDPhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wrBHn44YMrk/s1600-h/IMG00076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 155px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASU6KDPhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wrBHn44YMrk/s200/IMG00076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713716304723474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofball 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASorwQm7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/sU-Phk_Ywq8/s1600-h/IMG00080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASorwQm7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/sU-Phk_Ywq8/s200/IMG00080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246714056035834802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli burning mountain pies who new he never made them before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAUJn2X4VI/AAAAAAAAABs/KeE4_iCRHyk/s1600-h/IMG00088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNAUJn2X4VI/AAAAAAAAABs/KeE4_iCRHyk/s200/IMG00088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246715721435046226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great sunset on the way back to slippery rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2072557009267678849?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2072557009267678849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2072557009267678849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2072557009267678849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2072557009267678849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/canoe-trip.html' title='The Canoe Trip'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/SNASJ1XvpjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BiN9WDUF4NY/s72-c/IMG00072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-2864575751449017427</id><published>2008-09-10T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:27:45.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Catching Up</title><content type='html'>So, I'm not really sure how i got caught up on all my school work but thank god i did.  I have never been so stressed in my ENTIRE LIFE.  I guess it does not help that I'm taking two programming classes at once and one I don't have the prerequisites for... I have really exciting news though so far we have recruited 17!!! new members for our sorority.  We're probably going to have 20 + after next week! I'm going to post the pictures from the kayak/canoe trip from Labor day as soon as I can get my dumb phone to send them to my email!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-2864575751449017427?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2864575751449017427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=2864575751449017427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2864575751449017427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/2864575751449017427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-catching-up.html' title='Finally Catching Up'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-6460462404881524867</id><published>2008-09-08T08:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:10:36.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so the whole posting everyday thing obviously didnt happen but im going to upload a bunch of pictures from the canoe trip and other things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-6460462404881524867?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6460462404881524867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=6460462404881524867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6460462404881524867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/6460462404881524867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-whole-posting-everyday-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2313224800907784463.post-7348193284271792748</id><published>2008-08-30T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:06:56.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Blog'/><title type='text'>First BLOG!</title><content type='html'>So I've always wanted to have a blog so here I am.  I am 21, crazy about my fiance, and I love being outdoors! I'm really excited about the labor day canoe/kayak trip we're leaving Sunday and coming back Monday.  I'm going to try to post every day.  I love my blackberry except my school email doesn't work on it but it used to I'm going to try to get it working again.  I'll probably post again later today but I don't have much to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2313224800907784463-7348193284271792748?l=infotechgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7348193284271792748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2313224800907784463&amp;postID=7348193284271792748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7348193284271792748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2313224800907784463/posts/default/7348193284271792748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infotechgirl.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-blog.html' title='First BLOG!'/><author><name>Ashley Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14071803542853412804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zflanzkmeLc/TPa1tRn4QfI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dl5KUzT5v1I/S220/161186_47507190_5886450_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
