<?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-10002045</id><updated>2011-08-02T12:38:58.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Always O'Connell's Time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-4945752811831930996</id><published>2007-02-10T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:47:42.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - nose height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dogs and Cats,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years -- canine or feline attendance is not required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:&lt;br /&gt;To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit &amp; Like to Complain About Our Pets:&lt;br /&gt;1. They live here. You don't.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. (That's why they call it "fur"niture.)&lt;br /&gt;3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.&lt;br /&gt;4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: In many ways, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat less&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't ask for money all the time&lt;br /&gt;3 Are easier to train&lt;br /&gt;4. Normally come when called&lt;br /&gt;5. Never ask to drive the car&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't smoke or drink&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't want to wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't need a "gazillion" dollars for college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-4945752811831930996?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/4945752811831930996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=4945752811831930996' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/4945752811831930996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/4945752811831930996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-be-posted-very-low-on-refrigerator.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113985562394920589</id><published>2006-02-13T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T10:33:43.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheney's got a gun!</title><content type='html'>Only in America can the Vice President shoot a guy while hunting and the whole country makes a joke of it instead of taking it serious.  Gotta love the good 'ol USA.  Check out this site!  It's worth it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dickhunt.ytmnd.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113985562394920589?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113985562394920589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113985562394920589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113985562394920589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113985562394920589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheneys-got-gun.html' title='Cheney&apos;s got a gun!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113908092381833541</id><published>2006-02-04T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:22:03.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HAVE GREAT NEWS.  CALL ME ON THE CELL QUICK!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113908092381833541?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113908092381833541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113908092381833541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113908092381833541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113908092381833541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-great-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113908085829532054</id><published>2006-02-04T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:21:36.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you have feelings of inadequacy? Do you suffer from shyness? Do you&lt;br /&gt;sometimes wish you were more assertive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;about Tequila®.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila® is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about&lt;br /&gt;yourself and your actions. Tequila® can help ease you out of your shyness&lt;br /&gt;and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing to do just about&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will notice the benefits of Tequila® almost immediately, and with a&lt;br /&gt;regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you&lt;br /&gt;from living the life you want to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past, and you will discover&lt;br /&gt;many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with&lt;br /&gt;Tequila®.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila® may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing&lt;br /&gt;should not use Tequila®. However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or&lt;br /&gt;becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration, erotic&lt;br /&gt;lustfulness, loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb"," virginity, delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry\n mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister.  Tequila®. Leave Shyness Behind.(tm)    &lt;font&gt;\n\n&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font&gt;Do you have feelings of inadequacy? Do you suffer from shyness? Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;\n&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about Tequila®.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;Tequila® is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions. Tequila® can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you\'re ready and willing to do just about anything.\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;You will notice the benefits of Tequila® almost immediately, and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live.\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past, and you will discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with Tequila®.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;\n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;Tequila® may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use Tequila®. However, women who wouldn\'t mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font&gt;Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration, erotic lustfulness, loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of virginity, delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister.\n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;virginity, delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry&lt;br /&gt;mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip&lt;br /&gt;Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tequila®. Leave Shyness Behind.(tm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113908085829532054?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113908085829532054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113908085829532054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113908085829532054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113908085829532054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-you-have-feelings-of-inadequacy-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113875835738985288</id><published>2006-01-31T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:45:57.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I can say is wow.  You just half to check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.planetdan.net/pics/babies/index.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113875835738985288?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113875835738985288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113875835738985288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113875835738985288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113875835738985288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/01/all-i-can-say-is-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113780304077601576</id><published>2006-01-20T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:24:00.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a WONDERFUL time on the cruise.  It was GREAT to get away for a while.  I have a lot of pics on facebook.  perhaps i'll post some on here later...Being at work really sucks after a wonderful vacation.  Actually, I'm at work now, and I am soooo bored.  I want to go home.  40 more min.  12 hour days are really long.  Anyway, I should be back in school in 7 months and I'm sure I will be wishing I had more free time at that point.  Not a lot of exciting news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113780304077601576?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113780304077601576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113780304077601576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113780304077601576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113780304077601576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-had-wonderful-time-on-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113613129671744862</id><published>2006-01-01T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T08:01:36.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113613129671744862?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113613129671744862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113613129671744862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113613129671744862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113613129671744862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113613125709994890</id><published>2006-01-01T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T08:00:57.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm off to the Carribbean!  A 10 night cruise makes you wish you could fit into my luggage doesn't it!  Hope everyon had a GREAT Christmas.  I know I did.  We had a 'lil' get together last night for New Years.  Basically a Phi Delt Party.  It was good times...at least for me.  I wasn't trying to pick up any women at the party.  Hope everyone else had some fun too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post lots of pics when I get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113613125709994890?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113613125709994890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113613125709994890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113613125709994890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113613125709994890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-off-to-carribbean-10-night-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113018758592009655</id><published>2005-10-24T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:59:45.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG UPDATES!</title><content type='html'>I  had a GREAT weekend!  Saturday afternoon I received my acceptance letter into Physical Therapy!! :)  Who HOO!  I have been waiting for it to come for weeks!  I have been working on getting accepted into PT school for the past several years so it is very rewarding to finally get accepted!  I will continue to work at the hospital untill classes begin, but I don't think I"l be able to work full time after that so we shall see what happens.  Classes do not begin untill next August (Just weeks after I will be getting married!).  It is a three year program, but I will have a masters (or doctorate) after I complete it!  The program is currently a masters program, but they are in the process of making it a doctorate program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides etting my acceptance letter our football team now has a winning season!  We are 4-3.  Which doesnt sound that bad but our only losses are to Texas (#1 in the country), UCLA (#8), and TCU (#18).  So I don't really feel too  bad about our reccord.  Hopefully we will be able to win a couple more before the season is over!  We can hope at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have played the lottery this weekend :)  Well, I am gong to fill out my acceptance forms and get those in the mail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113018758592009655?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113018758592009655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113018758592009655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113018758592009655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113018758592009655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/10/big-updates.html' title='BIG UPDATES!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-113018356353455681</id><published>2005-10-24T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:01:53.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USC moves down!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tablehead" style="clear: both;" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="stathead" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a class="sl" href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncf/rankings?pollId=5"&gt;Harris Poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a class="sl" href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncf/rankings?pollId=2"&gt;USA Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Computer Rankings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr class="colhead" align="right" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td align="left" width="15%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;TEAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A&amp;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AVG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BCS AVG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr class="oddrow" align="right"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncaa/clubhouse?collegeId=251"&gt;Texas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2728&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9657&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1493&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9632&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1.000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9763&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="evenrow" align="right"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncaa/clubhouse?collegeId=30"&gt;USC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2806&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9933&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1540&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9935&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.940&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.9756&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Big 12 has taken over the #1 Spot in the nation!  Again, unfortunately it's not OU, but as long as USC is ousted, I dont care who it is!  I never thought I would be so happy to see texas win...but USC is NO LONGER #1 ...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.  Get'em Horns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-113018356353455681?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/113018356353455681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=113018356353455681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113018356353455681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/113018356353455681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/10/usc-moves-down.html' title='USC moves down!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112900099344700269</id><published>2005-10-10T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T20:23:13.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a really good weekend.  Besides the end rusult in the football game of course.  I was not expecting to go to the OU/TX game, but my grandmother game me her tickets and said she 'expected me to cheer for her'.  What was I suppose to do?  I had to go.  We had a pretty good time despite loosing.  Texas has a very good team this year, but the calls on the field didn't help us out any.  I think Texas got the upperhand on that.  But, our team did look better on the field.  Which is a huge plus.  Well, I work tuesday thru thursday this week.  I am going to Austin (I know, bad timing) to attend a little family reunin kind of thing with Angelas family.   It should be a lot of fun though.  (I hope!).  Oh, we were given a new tv this weekend too. It is much bigger than the tv I already had, and it is too big to fit into the entertainment center, so I had to put it on th dresser in the bedroom.  What a live.  Perhaps this will be more of a reason to finally get a new entertainment center....well see.  The time for my cruise quickly approaching.  I am going on a 10nighter with my parents, brother/sister in law, and of course Angela.  We are going to have soooo much fun.  I can't wait.   Well, time for bed, I have to be up early.  Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112900099344700269?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112900099344700269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112900099344700269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112900099344700269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112900099344700269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-had-really-good-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112830983424929583</id><published>2005-10-02T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:23:54.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I have come to the conclusion that I am really bad at updating this...I am considering closing it.  Perhaps that would be better.  I mean it's not like people really check it daily or even monthly since I'm not updating.  I really enjoy reading other peoples blogs.  I tend to check many peoples daily.  Especially Angela, Joey, Lofin, Schaller(until he closed it again??), Nat, and several others...but I SUCK at updating mine.  I mean it’s not like people really need to read my thoughts do they?  No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post more often if I had a lot of good news, or exciting things happening all of the time, but the excitement that I get is usually at work (I am liking my job for the most part, for a job that is).  And most of that is highly confidential, so I can't talk about it in grave detail, and really shouldn’t put it on the internet for everyone to read.  So that really limits me.  I have been thinking lately, perhaps I need begin something new that will give me something to do.  I am beginning to get board on my days off.  I am just so use to being busy that it is a big change.  I don’t have the house to keep my busy, or school/studying.  that has taken a LOT of time for the past couple years because I was taking a LOT of  hours and working very hard to get good grades so I can get into grad school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, I should hear back from OU very soon.  I reapplied for PT school.  Through an early admit program I SHOULD be guaranteed acceptance for next fall because I think I meet all of the requirements (GPA, GRE scores, all prerequisites completed with an A or B etc).  But I haven't heard anything yet.  I really expect to hear something this week....next week at the latest.  I miss not being in school.  And I hope that I will be back in school next year.  The break will be very nice, but I'm already getting to the point where I want to get back in...Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, In case you didn't know I have been working at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Norman&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Regional&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Hospital&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, for the past 2 months in the Intensive Care Unit (ICU).  The sickest people in the hospital are in our unit.  I have some really interesting stories from my patients, but I can’t necessarily share them all...in detail...sorry :).  I am still teaching CPR classes for the hospital.  Pretty much one class a week.  My job in ICU is on Tuesday, Thursday and Fridays from 7am to 7pm.  Meaning I go to bed early now.  It gives me a LOT of free time.  I am taking a class later on this month so that I can begin working in the monitor room (a room with computer screens of certain patients that have a wireless monitor of their heart rhythms, blood pressure etc etc etc.  Basically I would monitor patient’s vital signs on a computer and call the nurse if something changed.  Lots of reading (for pleasure) from what I hear!  I'll keep u posted....assuming I still post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well.  Leave me a response and let me know who really reads this thing...perhaps that will have a factor on whether I post more often (or at all?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112830983424929583?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112830983424929583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112830983424929583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112830983424929583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112830983424929583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112698386657937283</id><published>2005-09-17T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:04:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I am alive...</title><content type='html'>I have a LOT to post!  But, since I am having a watch party for the OU game, I'll make it short.  Everything is going GREAT.  Details to follow!  Promise.  But for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Two boys are playing football at a park in Norman, Oklahoma when one&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; of the boys is suddenly attacked by a crazed Rottweiler.  Thinking&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; quickly, the other boy takes a stick and shoves it under the dog's&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; collar, twists it, and breaks the dog's neck, thus saving his&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; friend.  A sports reporter who was strolling by sees the incident and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; rushes over to interview the boy.  He tells the boy he's going to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; write the story and says, "I'll title it, 'Young Sooner Fan Saves&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Friend From Vicious Animal.'"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "But I'm not a Sooner fan," the little  hero replies.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "Sorry, since we're in Norman, I just assumed you were," says the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; reporter and he starts writing again.  He asks, "How does 'Young&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Cowboy Fan Rescues Friend From Horrific Animal Attack' sound?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "I'm not a Cowboy fan, either," the boy says.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "Oh, I thought everyone in Oklahoma was either for the Sooners or the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Cowboys.  What team do you root for?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "I'm from Austin.  I'm just visiting my cousin, I'm a Longhorn fan,"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; the boy replies.  "They're the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; The reporter smiles, starts a new sheet in his notebook, and writes,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; "Little Redneck Bastard From Texas Kills Beloved Family Pet".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112698386657937283?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112698386657937283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112698386657937283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112698386657937283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112698386657937283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-am-alive.html' title='So I am alive...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112363522441881818</id><published>2005-08-09T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T17:53:44.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Joke!!</title><content type='html'>I am alive, and I will post a much needed update tomorrow.  Untill then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;TONY&lt;br /&gt;Maria had just gotten married and, being a  traditional Italian, she was still a virgin. On her wedding night, staying at  her mother's house, she was very nervous. Her mother reassured her, "Don't  worry, Maria, Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take care of you.  Meanwhile, I'll be making pasta." So, up she went. When she got upstairs, Tony  took off his shirt and exposed his hairy chest. Maria ran downstairs to her  mother and says, "Mama, Tony's got a big hairy chest." "Don't worry, Maria,"  says the mother, "all good men have hairy chests. Go upstairs. He'll take good  care of you." So, up she went, again. When she got up in the bedroom, Tony took  off his pants, exposing his hairy legs. Again, Maria ran downstairs to her  mother. "Mama, Tony took off his pants and he's got hairy legs!" "Don't worry,  all good men have hairy legs. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take good  care of you." So, up she went. When she got there, Tony took off his socks and  on his left foot, he was missing three toes. When Maria saw this, she ran  downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama, Tony's got a foot and a half!" "Stay here," says Mama, "and  stir the pasta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112363522441881818?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112363522441881818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112363522441881818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112363522441881818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112363522441881818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-joke.html' title='Funny Joke!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112113228212410751</id><published>2005-07-11T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:38:02.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Employed</title><content type='html'>Well, the search is finally over.  I have finally made my decision, and I have a job!  YEA!  I will be working at Norman Regional Hospital.  I will be a Unit Secertary for the Intensive Care Unit.  Basically, I will read patient charts, input orders into the computer system, call doctors, etc.  I should be pretty exciting, plus it should  help me in Physical Therapy.  The best part is that I will only be working three days a week!  The bad part is that I will be working from 7 a.m. to 7 p.m..  Oh well, it will be worth it.  I will be able to continue teaching CPR (one class per week) and I should have the oportunity to sign up for overtime too.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Casey is finally back from France (he was studying abroad this past semester) and we are hanging out this evening.  Perhaps a little O'Connells for old times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela is here now so I am going to go give her a BIG hug and an even BIGGER kiss!  Jelous??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112113228212410751?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112113228212410751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112113228212410751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112113228212410751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112113228212410751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-employed.html' title='I am Employed'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112059391620962579</id><published>2005-07-05T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T13:05:16.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I hope everyone had a great weekend.  I didn't do a whole lot.  After finishing my homework (summer school sucks) Angela and I had dinner with my parents.  It was really good....we had steak and potatoes!  yumm.  Then we went to watch the fireworks.  The 4th wasn't as good as it usually is.  I generally have a lot of family I town, but not this year.  After watching the fireworks we went to my grandparent’s house and sat around in the hot tub.  It was fun, but we stayed out way to late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job interview went very well this afternoon.  I am suppose to hear back from them this afternoon or tomorrow to find out exactly how much I will be getting paid.  Not as much as I would like, but then again is it ever enough?  Actually I think it probably is, because I get paid very very well teach CPR.  In fact, if I accept this job I will be able to continue teaching CPR a couple times a month!  That's easy money.  Plus, the position is 3 twelve hour shifts each week.  Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday.  Meaning I could possible get another job to get some extra hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should find out about the position I applied for in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/st1:place&gt; this week as well.  Funny how I couldn't even get someone to talk to me at the beginning of the summer, now it seems i may have to choose which job to accept....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112059391620962579?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112059391620962579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112059391620962579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112059391620962579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112059391620962579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/07/well-i-hope-everyone-had-great-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-112017049581502104</id><published>2005-06-30T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:28:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So...I have been busy doing a lot of nothing.  I have turned in more résumé’s than I can count.  I am still hoping for a job at Huffman.  Perhaps I can use my degree!!  Other than that I have applied for a job in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Union&lt;/st1:place&gt;.  It is the Union Programming Board Advisor.  I think it sounds pretty neat.  We shall see soon if I am offered the position.  I did get a call this morning from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Norman&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Regional&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Hospital&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.  I have an interview on Tuesday for a Unit Secretary position in ICU.  I am not really sure I want to be a unit secretary in ICU.  The pay is ok.  The benefits are great.  It would be 7a-7p on Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday.  Can't beat the schedule.  We shall see though, everything works out for a reason.  Hummm, other than that I'm just kickin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and I got NCAA 2004 Football for the game cube.  Its a lot of fun.  I have beaten the #1 team on the game already.  It's fun!  I can't wait for FB season to begin....more later.  Time to head home for some guacamole!!&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-112017049581502104?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/112017049581502104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=112017049581502104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112017049581502104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/112017049581502104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111956487089814172</id><published>2005-06-23T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:14:30.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All you cat lovers are going to hate this, but I thought it was to funny to pass up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/CAT%20CARRIER.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/CAT%20CARRIER.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111956487089814172?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111956487089814172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111956487089814172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956487089814172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956487089814172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/all-you-cat-lovers-are-going-to-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111956477711917618</id><published>2005-06-23T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:12:57.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the building.  My apartment is upstairs.  The corner closest in the picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0395.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0395.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111956477711917618?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111956477711917618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111956477711917618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956477711917618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956477711917618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-building.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111956465079741022</id><published>2005-06-23T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:10:50.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many people have asked me to include more pictures of my future apartment.  This is the bathroom...no, I'm just kidding, it's really the bedroom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0363.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0363.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111956465079741022?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111956465079741022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111956465079741022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956465079741022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111956465079741022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/many-people-have-asked-me-to-include.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111950255361206834</id><published>2005-06-22T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:55:53.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutout!</title><content type='html'>Here is a shoutout to Natalie!  Perhaps she will be in town Saturday...if so we are going to go to O'Connell's.  I'm going to work on convincing her that OU is much better than OSU...Hope to see you this Weekend Natalie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111950255361206834?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111950255361206834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111950255361206834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111950255361206834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111950255361206834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/shoutout.html' title='Shoutout!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111949842295610917</id><published>2005-06-22T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:47:02.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Slogans For The Breast Enlargement Gum</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; Puttin' the "yum" in Bubble Yum.&lt;span class="list"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; Go to the store and check out our rack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; Recommended by five out of five dentists.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Triple D-Licious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Some Bazooka for your Bazookas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Makes you feel minty and slutty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Get a mouthful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Bursting with flavor and bursting out of your shirt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Double your pleasure, double your fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Talk about your juicy fruits.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111949842295610917?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111949842295610917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111949842295610917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111949842295610917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111949842295610917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/top-ten-slogans-for-breast-enlargement.html' title='Top Ten Slogans For The Breast Enlargement Gum'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111949763995978107</id><published>2005-06-22T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T20:33:59.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Messages Left On Michael Jackson's Answering Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; "It's Tito--congratulations. Could I borrow 50 bucks?"&lt;span class="list"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; "Barbara Walters here. I'll double any interview offer and throw in a giraffe"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; "This is the courthouse lost and found. Can you describe the nose in question?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; "This is your bank--curious about the 12 checks you wrote for 'jury bribes'"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; "This is your neighbor. Could you please send someone to get your chimp out of my pool?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; "Happy Father's Day from the lab where we artifically inseminated your sham wife"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; "Change your outgoing message, dude--'Thriller' was like 20 years ago"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; It's Martha. Disregard the letter with cell-decorating tips"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; "Tom Cruise here. I'm calling every person in America to tell them I'm in love with Katie Holmes"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; "Hi, it's Saddam Hussein. Now how do I get one of them idiot juries?"&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111949763995978107?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111949763995978107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111949763995978107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111949763995978107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111949763995978107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/top-ten-messages-left-on-michael.html' title='Top Ten Messages Left On Michael Jackson&apos;s Answering Machine'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111939220273459548</id><published>2005-06-21T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:16:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This isn't really a good picture but this is my new apartment.  Well, it will be my new apartment when I move in.  This is from the livingroom looking into the kitchen...I'll post more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0361.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0361.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111939220273459548?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111939220273459548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111939220273459548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939220273459548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939220273459548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-isnt-really-good-picture-but-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111939207940469227</id><published>2005-06-21T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:14:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is an intersection that I will be selling all pimping rights to.  Cash or bankers check only please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/STREET%20SIGNS.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/STREET%20SIGNS.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111939207940469227?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111939207940469227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111939207940469227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939207940469227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939207940469227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-intersection-that-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111939200250591224</id><published>2005-06-21T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:13:22.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone needs a little love...or a lot!  Just be careful how you go about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/SMALL%20MAN%20GETS%20LUCKY.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/SMALL%20MAN%20GETS%20LUCKY.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111939200250591224?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111939200250591224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111939200250591224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939200250591224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939200250591224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/everyone-needs-little-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111939191988760078</id><published>2005-06-21T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:11:59.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Any questions???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/HORSE%20LOVE.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/HORSE%20LOVE.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111939191988760078?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111939191988760078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111939191988760078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939191988760078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111939191988760078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/any-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111887933281870505</id><published>2005-06-15T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T16:48:52.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I still haven't heard anything about a job.  Perhaps I will give in and go for a second major.  At least that way I can get student loans and not worry about finding a new job.  I could be a full time college student/parking garage attendent forever.  My kids would be so proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111887933281870505?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111887933281870505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111887933281870505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111887933281870505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111887933281870505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-i-still-havent-heard-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111877819346233971</id><published>2005-06-14T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T12:43:13.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok, it seems I need some major help in understanding the female race.  I thought I was doing pretty darn well, but apparently I was wrong.  &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Tyler&lt;/st1:City&gt; is back from her intersession class in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Puerto Rico&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and since she has been back all she can talk about it this new guy that she has been dating.  Don't get me wrong, this is much better than having her nag or even worse bitch about something, but give me a break....its all Jason, Jason, Jason.  I am very glad that she has found someone that she really likes, and he seems to be a pretty good guy...but here is what happened last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Tyler&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; begins by telling about her weekend (she was with Jason all weekend, her new BF).  They went to 2 weddings (for different people) this weekend, and seemed to have a really good time.  Great, awesome.  However, Tyler and Angela then begin talking about weddings themselves.  Obviously I am alright with Angela discussing weddings, since we are having our own in about a year.  We have discussed and even made plans for many different parts of the wedding event.  (I say wedding event because apparently you have to have showers, rehearsal dinners, the wedding itself, reception, gifts for everyone, etc, etc, etc, and then the honeymoon!)  Things for pictures basically...anyway, Tyler spent the whole evening talking about what kind of ring she wants, when she wants to be proposed to, the wedding date itself, where the rehearsal dinner will be held, what will be served, the wedding party, honeymoon, even where they will spend holidays!!!  Under Norman circumstances this would be...ok, I guess.  But they have only been dating for a month, perhaps a little longer, no more than two months though...of which over 2 weeks she was out of the country...Give me a break.  If you want to run a guy off that’s the way to do it.  arrgggghhhh.  girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s enough for now.  If you have any ideas why girls are so complicated, feel free to enlighten us all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111877819346233971?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111877819346233971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111877819346233971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111877819346233971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111877819346233971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111835769416272520</id><published>2005-06-09T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:54:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Joke</title><content type='html'>Jane lost her husband almost four years ago and still hasn't gotten out of her mourning stage.  Her daughter is constantly calling her and urging her to get back into the real world.   Finally, Jane says that she's ready to go out, but doesn't know anyone. Her daughter immediately replies, "Mom! I have someone for you to meet." Well, it was an immediate hit. They took to one another and after dating for six weeks, he asks her to join him for a weekend in the Catskills. On their first night there, they start undressing.&lt;br /&gt; Jane takes everything off, except for a pair of black lace panties; he is in  his birthday suit.&lt;br /&gt; Looking at Jane, he asks, "Why the black panties?"  She replies, "My breasts you can fondle, my body is yours to explore, but  down there I am still in mourning." He knows he's not getting lucky that night.&lt;br /&gt; The following night, the same scenario occurs. She's standing there with her  black panties on and he is completely naked; only this time, he is wearing a  black condom.&lt;br /&gt; She looks at him and asks, "What's with the black condom?"&lt;br /&gt; He replies, "I want to offer my deepest condolences."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111835769416272520?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111835769416272520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111835769416272520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111835769416272520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111835769416272520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-joke.html' title='A Good Joke'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111835751506814487</id><published>2005-06-09T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:51:55.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here I am again.  Twice in one week!  Let’s see, as I was typing yesterday Angela showed up at work with lunch for me!  What a nice surprise.  In case you didn't know, Last week Angela and I went to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/st1:City&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;NM&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.  &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Tyler&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was supposed to join us, but she backed out the day before we left.  Haven't really seen that girl in nearly a month because she had an intersession class in Puerto Rico, and since she came back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Norman&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; we have all been really busy.  Her but still stinks though.  And she is transferring to cow town (&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Stillwater&lt;/st1:City&gt;) in the Fall so I guess I'll see even less of her then...Oh well, we had fun in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; without her.  The reason for going to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Albuquerque&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; was for Angela to get lasik surgery.  Just before the surgery they gave her zanax, which made her completely goofy.  I took several videos on my phone.  She was falling out of her chair, and at one point crawled around on the floor to pick up a Kleenex.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to fill out a couple applications this evening so that I can turn them in tomorrow.  My summer class is online and isn’t finished until August 1st, but I think I'm about ready to begin working a real job.   Sitting here at the parking garage is just sooo boring.  I haven’t found the perfect job where I work 30 hours a week and bring home over $60,000 as a recent college grad...I'm still working on it though.  Perhaps I should work as a Jiggalo or a beer quality assurance manager (getting paid to drink FREE beer!).  I can hope, but until then I shall keep applying.  I'm sure to get a job soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really excited about moving.  I have absolutely loved living in the Fraternity house, but I definitely think it is time to move on.  I think I am really going to like the apartment that I am moving into as well (or I hope I like it).  I'm also excited about 'officially' living with Angela.  We spend pretty much all of our time together anyhow, so we might as well.  As long as we keep the place clean we shouldn't have much to fight over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm getting really hungry so I'm going to close up and head home.  Everyone have a great weekend....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111835751506814487?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111835751506814487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111835751506814487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111835751506814487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111835751506814487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111826303772295279</id><published>2005-06-08T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:37:17.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it has been brought to my attention that I haven't posted in a while.  boo hoo!  jk!  Lets see, my intersession class is complete...I received another A!  I have now began my final class...it is an online class, entitled understanding statistics.  I think it wil be pretty boring, but atleast it is online!  I have begun looking for a job.  I'll keep you posted on that.  Since I am taking my final class (untill next year when I am in grad school) I really need a good full time job.  I have a few prospects, but Angela is here now so I will post later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111826303772295279?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111826303772295279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111826303772295279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111826303772295279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111826303772295279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-it-has-been-brought-to-my-attention.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111716085773352638</id><published>2005-05-26T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:29:25.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem Video</title><content type='html'>Ok, if you have about four min, you MUST watch this video. It is a new one from Eminem, and it is sooooo funny. He makes fun of many people including, Mary Kate &amp; Ashley, Janet Jackson, Hilary Duff, Gwen Stefani, Michael Jackson and several others. It is definitely worth it!! I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.music.yahoo.com/launch/search/?m=video&amp;amp;p=ass+like+that&amp;x"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://search.music.yahoo.com/launch/search/?m=video&amp;amp;p=ass+like+that&amp;amp;x=18&amp;amp;y=9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111716085773352638?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111716085773352638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111716085773352638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111716085773352638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111716085773352638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/eminem-video.html' title='Eminem Video'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111630869826475540</id><published>2005-05-16T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T22:44:58.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;THE ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met someone. It's all happened very fast, and it's still very much a blur, but I've absolutely found The One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through a lot lately, and there's always been this girl around to make me feel better, to help me through the night, to calm me down or straighten me out or clear me up when I needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's never even seen me well. I've been sick the entire time we've been together. Sick with a sinus infection. I've been on Codine, Sudafed, Tavist, Tylenol, Ibuprofen, Lortab, and now finally, after an ENT's more comprehensive diagnosis on Thursday, I am on Steroids and antibiotics of some sort for what is now known to be a sinus infection. The entire time we've been together - if "together" is really the term to use, though we haven't been "together" long enough to really call it "together" anyway - I've been under the weather and she, like a princess or a goddess or even a savior, has been there to help me, to carry me through, to give me a reason to be happy when I could barely breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need her. I really do. I know it's all gone by so fast and it seems like just yesterday we first met eyes because it nearly was just yesterday when in fact it's been only and barely slightly longer than that, but I need her in a way that defies time or history or rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft, gentle touch against my skin makes her all the more necessary. I miss her when she's gone, though I never really lose her completely because when I need more of her I know it's only a reasonable drive to attain her. And what a drive it would be, short but would feel like a lifetime until I get more of her, exciting but with nervous anticipation of feeling her again, holding her against me and feeling her quiver as I take in the air between us. It's like a real love story; she's there when I need her, and she takes care of me when I can't take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a love nurtured from necessity but brought truly to a great and mature connection. At this moment in my life I simply cannot exist without her. It's amazing how such a bond comes so quickly. I can't explain it, but she's been so essential to my health that I would be raw, damaged, and sore without her. I cannot get enough of what she gives me, and she gives me only so much that I have to have more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship does have a weird twist though:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I blow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;   I love her. She has been my sole companion these last few days. We've grown very close; shared my bed, my couch, my car; we've watched movies together, told jokes, laughed, cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me 500 reasons to love her. And I go over them every day until I drive that glorious mile to Walgreens to have her again. Yesterday I had her twice in one day, had to buy bulk but it worked out well because Walgreen's had a sale. Trisha loves me enough to be considerate of my finances as well as my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Trisha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Trisha" src="http://www.theinnermonologue.com/images/trisha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;The way she's touched my skin as I've blown my nose a million times throughout this horrible infection has kept my nose soft and smooth, not raw and sore like those other tissues and toilet papers I've been with in the past. This is different, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm afraid Trisha and I are nearing the end of our relationship though. As the Steroids relieve the swelling and the antibiotics heal my sinuses and throat, we're simply growing apart. I don't need Trisha like I used to. Why can a love that has come so fast fade with such bittersweet dismay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;"Give me the strength to say goodbye." (Anika Paris)&lt;br /&gt;~Borrowed from Eric W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111630869826475540?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111630869826475540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111630869826475540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111630869826475540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111630869826475540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-ive-met-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111609846659462360</id><published>2005-05-14T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T12:21:06.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time</title><content type='html'>We had a great time last night.  A lot of my family was in town, and Angela's family as well.  We had a cookout and a lot of fun.  Graduation is in about 2 hours!  I'll post pictures later!  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111609846659462360?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111609846659462360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111609846659462360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111609846659462360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111609846659462360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111592696047924986</id><published>2005-05-12T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:42:40.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had a lot of fun last night.  I finished with finals yesterday, and did the taxes for the house (business taxes are not due on April 15!) so several of us thought it would be a good idea to go drink.  And drink we did!  Angela and I meet Adam and his girlfriend, Chris and Amy, Jarred Howeiller, Tyler Wear and a few others at O'Connells.  We drank a lot. We talked about the house and how it has changed in the past five years, and how well it is doing.  Were all going to miss it, but it's time to move on to bigger and better things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela looked really good last night too.  Unfortunately I did not have my camera with me so i can't share...your loss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran into several old friends last night as well.  Angela got to talk with few Zeta's (or should I say x-Zeta?)...the ones that she actually liked in the house.  Unlike that &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Tyler&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; girl that she hangs out with!!!  :)  We also say Jessica DG and Danielle.  They both seem to be doing very well.  They both said they love Angela’s ring, except I think they say that every time they see it...oh well, I'm just good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this morning that there is a margarita glass in the kitchen...I think it came from O'Connells.  Oops!  Guess I'll just add it to the collection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to watch a movie now...since I have NOTHING to study for!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111592696047924986?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111592696047924986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111592696047924986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111592696047924986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111592696047924986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-had-lot-of-fun-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111584710569488220</id><published>2005-05-11T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:31:45.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow I haven't posted in a long, long time.  Where should I begin...We had our senior formal a couple weeks ago.  I posted a few pictures from it, I will post more!  We had a really good time.  We ate at the Olive garden and pre-partied at Angela's house (like you care).  It was a really good 'last' date party.  I am definitely going to miss them in the future...good thing recent alumni can still attend date party's! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the date party we had our annual senior/awards banquet.  It's always a lot of fun.  My parents and Angela came with me! :)  I wasn't really expecting it, but I received the,  'Brother of the Year' award.  Basically the chapter votes on someone who they feel has been a great example/leader/brother in the house.  I am very proud to join Josh Hammers and my pledge brother/suitemate Chris Beaudoin as a recipient.  It's really silly, but it's kinda like a big 'thank you' for everything that I've done in the past five years!  I was and still have very happy about receiving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, about two weeks ago Ryan took over as the house treasurer.  He is going to do a good job I'm sure.  I have had a lot more free time now that I do not have to worry about the chapter finances!  I am still helping Ryan out when he needs it.  For instance, I did the chapter's taxes this afternoon....man I am glad to have that completed.  It sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I took my last final this morning!  I am really excited about graduating Saturday!  I have worked my ass of for the past year and a half to graduate.  Since last January, I have completed 64 hours!  (and as long as I got a 4.0 this semester, which I think I did, then 55 of those hours are all A's)  That’s a lot of summer school and intersession.  On the plus side after I finish my May intersession and June summer class I will be done for over a year!  I am taking Developmental Psy in May, and Understanding Stats in June.  As long as I get an A or B in those two classes I have been told that I am guaranteed acceptance into the Fall 06 Physical Therapy program! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I have a break from school and the house I will work on posting several times a week!  pictures too!!!   Graduation is this weekend so I will let you know all about it, until then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111584710569488220?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111584710569488220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111584710569488220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584710569488220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584710569488220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111584581935852497</id><published>2005-05-11T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:10:20.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what she did with the bottle when it was empty...PADRE style!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0323.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0352.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111584564639788579?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111584564639788579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111584564639788579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584564639788579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584564639788579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-brother-needs-to-get-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111584555950351801</id><published>2005-05-11T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:05:59.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0347.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0347.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111584555950351801?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111584555950351801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111584555950351801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584555950351801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584555950351801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111584549514894959</id><published>2005-05-11T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:04:55.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My date to the Senior Formal...lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0346.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/DSCF0346.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111584549514894959?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111584549514894959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111584549514894959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584549514894959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111584549514894959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-date-to-senior-formal.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111449116427022843</id><published>2005-04-25T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T21:52:44.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the semester is quickly winding down. I have a lot of things to do in the next two weeks. The joy of finals! All in all things are going alright. Could be a lot worse. Mostly Im just tired, but I'm sure that will linger for the next couple weeks :( On a plus though, my office was officially vacated this evening. I have been replaced by Ryan. I'm sure he will do a great job...I'm sure he is overwhelmed right now! I am REALLY excited about the formal Friday night...I'll post more about it later, and pictures too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111449116427022843?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111449116427022843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111449116427022843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111449116427022843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111449116427022843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-semester-is-quickly-winding-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111360671153600844</id><published>2005-04-15T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T16:11:51.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it weird that I am excited about having a date this evening??? I mean, I'm about to get married and I'm sure some of you go out on more 'dates' than I do...humm. Is it even more weird that our date includes me fixing dinner (spaghetti, green beans, toast), and a movie (there are a couple movies at the dollar theater that we want to see: so were going on a date to the dollar theater), followed by an evening at O'Connels (with Tyler and other friends of course) ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm sure we will have a lot of fun and many drinks for you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111360671153600844?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111360671153600844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111360671153600844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111360671153600844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111360671153600844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-it-weird-that-i-am-excited-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111300416785456518</id><published>2005-04-08T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T16:49:27.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO PHI DELT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Our house has completely dominated this year. We were #1 in grades last spring, #7 last fall, we have 2 members on IFC exec (including the IFC president), and coutless other members involved with CAC exec etc...All of our hard work has finally paid off. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This afternoon President David Boren announced Phi Delt as the winner of this years President Trophy! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone who has no idea what the president's trophy is, let me fill you in. It is a huge honor from President Boren. Boren and his wife look at everything the fraternities and sororities have accomplished (or not accomplished) and choice the house that they think has been the best on campus that year. Along with this great honor we get a trophy that is about 5 1/2 feet tall! Nearly as tall as most of us! It is truly awesome. We alro received a very very large check as a prize! We are extremely excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides that great news about the house, I don't really have anything new to share. It is moms weekend, so for the last time my mother will be coming over to the house to hang out :( I am going to miss not living in the house. I have really enjoyed it, but I guess all good things must come to an end: so that even better things may begin! perhaps it is about time to have a wedding!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a GREAT weekend! Enjoy the weather, I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111300416785456518?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111300416785456518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111300416785456518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111300416785456518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111300416785456518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/04/go-phi-delt.html' title='GO PHI DELT!!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111230161199606155</id><published>2005-03-31T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T12:40:11.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>"Oh the weather outside is beautiful, and my dear, I'm so, forgetful (because I do not know all of the words, and I tend to change some of them on purpose, others on accident!), but since we've no place to go, let it snow let it snow let it snow!"...wait, lets skip the snow part. The weather has been awesome lately though!!! I'm weird, I know...but I'm comfortable with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at work just having the time of my life. I haven't felt very good in the past week. I think I had bronchitis and a sinus infection (or something like that). I still have my terrible cough, but other than that I feel great. It hurts a lot when I cough, especially when I do it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready for this weekend. We are having a date party with Kappa Sig, (this is not what I am looking forward to). I am looking forward to the drunken debauchery and dancing with my fiance! Later this month we are having a camp out date party. I think it will be really neat. We are going out to a pasture, and will drink/hang out with a camp fire all night long. And when we get too tired, or too drunk, we will resign back to our tents and sleep! sounds like a lot of fun to me. Towards the end of the month is our senior date party and banquet! This is most exciting. Probably because I will be GRADUATING in May, but aso because it is a Formal...and we are doing Boxer Rebellion! YEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'm going to do something..not sure what, but I'm going to go do it. Everyone have a GREAT day and an AWESOME weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111230161199606155?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111230161199606155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111230161199606155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111230161199606155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111230161199606155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post_31.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111164128993461826</id><published>2005-03-23T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T21:14:49.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY</title><content type='html'>I don't feel so good today. I have been feeling sick since Sunday. I am coughing up some really colorful stuff! I did go ahead and give in and give the doctor a call this afternoon. Hopefully I will be on some kick ass antibiotics and will feel better this weekend. Speaking of this weekend, I think we are going to drive up to Tulsa and do brunch with angel's family. That should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a set back this afternoon as well. Well, sorta. I got a letter from the Health Science Center this afternoon. While I did not get accepted into the program, I was chosen as an alternate. Which isn't a flat denial, but it's not what I was hoping for. There were at least 160-180 applicants for the program, and it looks like I was chosen somewhere around 85....which isn't bad, except that they are only accepting 60 students this year. So, if there are 25ish students that deny their acceptance, or chose to attend other schools, then I am in....untill then, I must wait. I think I am going to retake 3 classes in the Fall, so that I can apply again next year for the early admit program...my GPA will also be higher, which will help a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am tired, so I guess I'm going to work on getting some sleep...later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111164128993461826?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111164128993461826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111164128993461826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111164128993461826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111164128993461826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey.html' title='HEY'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111152646342917571</id><published>2005-03-22T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:21:03.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headline in today's news</title><content type='html'>The Cleveland County District Attorney has filed felony charges in connection with the death of an O.U. fraternity pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake Hammontree was found dead inside the Sigma Chi fraternity house last September. An autopsy found he had a blood alcohol level of more than five times the legal amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charges have been filed against 20-year-old Jordan Scott Mitchell, 21-year-old John David Hall, 21-year-old Raymond Henry Davis, and 20-year-old John Abbott Frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all face charges of unlawfully furnishing an alcohol beverage to a minor. A fifth individual, Cody Barrington, was previously charged with the same offense.&lt;br /&gt;If convicted, each of the defendants could face up to five years in prison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111152646342917571?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111152646342917571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111152646342917571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111152646342917571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111152646342917571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/headline-in-todays-news.html' title='Headline in today&apos;s news'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111145362870904571</id><published>2005-03-21T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T17:07:08.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received this in an email today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luu is out of ICU and his new room number is 3207. He also has hiscell phone now so he can get phone calls. He is doing a lot better andmake sure you guys keep emailing him from &lt;a href="http://www.stedwardmercy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stedwardmercy.com/&lt;/a&gt; , he likes getting the emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours in the Bond,&lt;br /&gt;Vijay 1918&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111145362870904571?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111145362870904571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111145362870904571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111145362870904571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111145362870904571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-received-this-in-email-today-luu-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111122043725820690</id><published>2005-03-19T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T00:20:37.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>"Facebook is verymuch like a pussy.....you can spend hours in it, playing with it, you can make it better, you can tinker with it.......and not get a single thing accomplished."  Loflin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111122043725820690?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111122043725820690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111122043725820690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111122043725820690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111122043725820690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111110172475655645</id><published>2005-03-17T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:22:56.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>Hope Your Wearing Green...if not.....Here's a pinch for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for GREEN BEER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111110172475655645?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111110172475655645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111110172475655645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111110172475655645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111110172475655645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-saint-pattys-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111100502871214402</id><published>2005-03-16T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:30:28.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail Luu</title><content type='html'>Everyone take a moment and use the following link to send Luu an e-mail.  Below is the e-mail policy for the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E-Mail is hand delivered to the patients each weekday morning. Messages received after 9 a.m will be delivered the following morning. E-mail received over the weekends will be delivered on Monday. There may be delays in delivery for e-mail received during a holiday. We cannot guarantee delivery of e-mail received after a patient is discharged."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this website, and click on 'e-mail a patient' on the bottom left side of the screen.  His full name is Knat-Kim Jeremy Luu (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that someone reads his emails daily, and that it is a very happy time for him.  So take a moment and give him a shout-out.  If you tell him I sent you, you will win a large 1 topping pizza from papa johns...not really, but do it anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stedwardmercy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.stedwardmercy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111100502871214402?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111100502871214402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111100502871214402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111100502871214402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111100502871214402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/e-mail-luu.html' title='E-mail Luu'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111095349335970311</id><published>2005-03-15T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:13:06.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luu Update</title><content type='html'>So I spoke with Vijay this evening. He said that Luu is doing better. But that is all relative. He is in and out of consciousness. When he is conscious he likes to hear people read his emails. As soon as I get the link I will let you know what the link to the hospital is so that we can all give him some encouragement to get better. I hear that he is off the respirator, and on a Cpap from what a hear. Basically a specialized machine that gives one large amounts of Oxygen...but it does not pump the O2 into the lungs like the respirator. Luu still needs many many prayers. Apparently he has been diagnosed with pneumonia within the past 4 or 5 days. I'll let you know what the hospital email address is so that we can send Luu some emails. We love you Bro.  It's way to early for you to join the Chapter Grand.  Keep fighting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111095349335970311?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111095349335970311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111095349335970311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111095349335970311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111095349335970311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/luu-update.html' title='Luu Update'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111093362493906328</id><published>2005-03-15T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T16:40:24.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Spring Break is finally here. YEA. This means there is only 7 or 8 weeks left in the semester. I am soooo ready for a break. I have BUSTED my ass to graduate this semester. And it is finally paying off. Last spring I took 18 hours (in which I made a 4.0!). Last summer I took another 13 hours (yes, 13 hours during the summer...Including a 3 hour class during May intersession, in which I also made a 4.0). This past fall I completed another 15 hours, this time only with about a 3.3ish...then a 3 hour class in December intersession (Hate to brag but I got an A). arrrggggg. The 15 hours I am enrolled in this semester are actually pretty fun. I am enjoying it. I'm quite excited about graduation though. I just might make a 4.0 this semester. We shall see. If I don't then it will be close. I should find by the end of next week whether I got into Physical Therapy school. I really hope I did. My grades are a bit low, but I think I should have a pretty competitive application. I guess we will see. God has a plan for all of us, so we shall see what he has planned out! I looked at Norman Regional Hospitals website this afternoon. They are hiring P.T.'s. The pay for inpatient, (boring...this is what I did as a tech a few years ago) ranges from 21-32ish dollars an hour...nice, very nice. They are also hiring for rehab (extremely exciting!). The rehab pay was around 54-56K/year! BIG time bucks. Talking about paying off the student loans AND supporting a WIFE/FAMILY! If I don't get in perhaps I shall just win the lottery and volunteer at the Red Cross....rriiiiggghhhhttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote a post last Thursday at work. It was quite exciting. However, when I clicked on publish there was an 'Internal Server Error'...meaning everything got lost. I refused to rewrite the novel that I was attempting to post....too bad, it was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post in a nutshell(I watched Austin Powers last night, GREAT movie!!). I'm doing great in my classes. I enjoy all of them..really. I am looking at getting a job this summer at the United States Postal Service Training Center. (NO postal jokes please). anyhoo, I would be working in the fitness gym, cleaning, helping people, teaching classes ect. It sounds super fun! Plus the pay is very nice:). If I do not get accepted to PT this time, then I am seriously considering retaking 3 classes that are prerequisites. By retaking these classes I am nearly guaranteed to be accepted via an early admit process. I'll keep you posted. Hopefully I wont need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to go call my lil lady. (We went to church this morning and talked with our priest about getting married. I'm getting excited!!!:)). It's about time for me to begin dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111093362493906328?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111093362493906328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111093362493906328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111093362493906328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111093362493906328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111031825709917699</id><published>2005-03-08T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:44:17.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last remaining soul's of the Fall 2000 Pledge Class...Jeremy Luu, Tyler Wear, Myself, Michael Downes, Chris Beaudoin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Pledge Class Victory 2004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Pledge Class Victory 2004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111031825709917699?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111031825709917699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111031825709917699' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111031825709917699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111031825709917699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-remaining-souls-of-fall-2000.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111031677732165038</id><published>2005-03-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:19:37.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>I would like to take a moment to share so unfortunate news with everyone. This weekend one of my pledge brothers, Jeremy Luu, was in a very bad car wreck. I do not know any of the specifics of the wreck, however I do know that Luu needs some prayers from all of us. From what I understand, Luu is in the Intensive Care Unit in a hospital in Fort Smith AK (this is near his home). I am unaware of how it happened, but during the course of the accident Luu suffered at least three tears in his Aortic Artery. He has undergone at least three different surgeries, during which they surgeons have attempted to close the tears. Part of his lung has also collapsed, and the doctors are working to fix this problem as well. I have been told that Luu is on a ventilator, and that earlier this morning he was finally regaining consciousness. Luu graduated in December and looking foreword to graduate school in the near future. Please take a minute of your time and say a prayer for him, his recovery, and his family. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111031677732165038?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111031677732165038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111031677732165038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111031677732165038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111031677732165038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-111009584307559901</id><published>2005-03-05T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:57:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volleyball</title><content type='html'>I had a great evening tonight. This evening began with Founders Day Dinner. The meal itself was awesome. Our cook is the best. I'd mary her if I wasn't already engaged...(ok, probably not, but she really is a great cook. Perhaps I'll just hire her to be my personal chief in the future) We had brisket, salad, twice baked potatoes, green beans....and of course apple pie a la mode! yummy. After dinner a lot of us went out and played volleyball. I didn't realize we were out there that long but we played for a good 4 hours. It was a lot of fun. And, apparently even after a long sabbatical, I am still pretty darn good at!!! I got pretty good after playing so much as a freshman/sophomore. yea for me. Well, I'm off to get some sleep so that I will be well rested for church in the morning. LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-111009584307559901?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/111009584307559901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=111009584307559901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111009584307559901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/111009584307559901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/volleyball.html' title='Volleyball'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110997491223478218</id><published>2005-03-04T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T14:24:22.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought on Obesity</title><content type='html'>The prevalence of Adult Obesity in the U.S. in 1992 was only 6%. In 1999 it was recorded at a soaring 57%. Blame it on what you want...but we can only blame ourselves and our personal habbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clearly, genes related to obesity are not responsible for the epidemic of obesity because the U.S. gene pool did not change significantly between 1991 and 1999."&lt;br /&gt;Mokdad AH, Serdula MK, Dietz WH, et al (CDC) JAMA, October 4, 2000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110997491223478218?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110997491223478218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110997491223478218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110997491223478218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110997491223478218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/thought-on-obesity.html' title='A thought on Obesity'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110988419837743538</id><published>2005-03-03T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:09:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doobie doobie do</title><content type='html'>It is such a beautiful day today!! My class was canceled this morning so I got to sleep in. YEA to sleep. The only thing on my list that actually has to get done today is work...and I'm at work right now playing on the computer so I can't really complain can I? Angela has her interview for grad school tomorrow. I hope that goes great. I'm sure it will though. I should hear back from Physical Therapy within the next two weeks or so. I am a bit nervous. I just need to know if I need to look for a real full time job or I get to put that off for another three years...time will tell. I think we are going out drinking with Stu and Jenny tomorrow night. That should be fun. Well, I think I am going to get a head start on my homework for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one just informed me that while their car was parked in the garage their gas tank was siphoned. Or in otherwords, someone stole their gas! Makes me think I need to get a locking gas cap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110988419837743538?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110988419837743538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110988419837743538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110988419837743538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110988419837743538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/doobie-doobie-do.html' title='doobie doobie do'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110982953335455068</id><published>2005-03-02T21:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:58:53.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share one of my favorite pics!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Bricktown%20Bash.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Bricktown%20Bash.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110982953335455068?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110982953335455068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110982953335455068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110982953335455068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110982953335455068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-wanted-to-share-one_110982953335455068.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110982941868975625</id><published>2005-03-02T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:56:58.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i gotta say is this is some funny shit.  It was taken last March during Spring Break. (We went to South Padre Island).  In a drunken state he hugged Tyler from behind...you can judge her response on your own!  It was quite amusing.  Ive been told to delete it, but I just cant force myself to!!!  Love ya TGB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/2004_0319SpringBreak2004PADRE0005.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/2004_0319SpringBreak2004PADRE0005.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110982941868975625?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110982941868975625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110982941868975625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110982941868975625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110982941868975625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/03/all-i-gotta-say-is-this-is-some-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110927961872911657</id><published>2005-02-24T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:13:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPERM:  The Gift That Keeps On Giving...</title><content type='html'>I found this on msnbc.com.  Go ahead and read through it.  I think this guy is really getting screwed...without the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Court dismisses man's theft claim against lover who kept semen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICAGO - An appeals court said a man can press a claim for emotional distress after learning a former lover had used his sperm to have a baby. But he can’t claim theft, the ruling said, because the sperm were hers to keep.&lt;br /&gt;advertisement&lt;a href="http://ad.doubleclick.net/jump/N3263.MSN/B1463740.27;abr=!ie4;abr=!ie5;sz=300x250;ord=23564?" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ruling Wednesday by the Illinois Appellate Court sends Dr. Richard O. Phillips’ distress case back to trial court.&lt;br /&gt;Phillips accuses Dr. Sharon Irons of a “calculated, profound personal betrayal” after their affair six years ago, saying she secretly kept semen after they had oral sex, then used it to get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn’t find out about the child for nearly two years, when Irons filed a paternity lawsuit. DNA tests confirmed Phillips was the father, the court papers state.&lt;br /&gt;Phillips was ordered to pay about $800 a month in child support, said Irons’ attorney, Enrico Mirabelli.&lt;br /&gt;'Trapped in a nightmare'Phillips sued Irons, claiming he has had trouble sleeping and eating and has been haunted by “feelings of being trapped in a nightmare,” court papers state.&lt;br /&gt;Irons responded that her alleged actions weren’t “truly extreme and outrageous” and that Phillips’ pain wasn’t bad enough to merit a lawsuit. The circuit court agreed and dismissed Phillips’ lawsuit in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;But the higher court ruled that, if Phillips’ story is true, Irons “deceitfully engaged in sexual acts, which no reasonable person would expect could result in pregnancy, to use plaintiff’s sperm in an unorthodox, unanticipated manner yielding extreme consequences.”&lt;br /&gt;The judges backed the lower court decision to dismiss the fraud and theft claims, agreeing with Irons that she didn’t steal the sperm.&lt;br /&gt;“She asserts that when plaintiff 'delivered' his sperm, it was a gift — an absolute and irrevocable transfer of title to property from a donor to a donee,” the decision said. “There was no agreement that the original deposit would be returned upon request.”&lt;br /&gt;Phillips is representing himself in the case. He could not be reached for comment Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;“There’s a 5-year-old child here,” Mirabelli said. “Imagine how a child feels when your father says he feels emotionally damaged by your birth.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110927961872911657?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110927961872911657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110927961872911657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110927961872911657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110927961872911657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/sperm-gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='SPERM:  The Gift That Keeps On Giving...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110927717700526285</id><published>2005-02-24T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T12:32:57.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummmmm</title><content type='html'>Well I have had quite an exciting week lately. We had a date party last weekend with a baseball theme. Due to the University of Oklahoma and their new drinking rules, we had to move the pre party off campus. Angela and I went to O'Connells for our pre party. It was fun. Drinking beer, hanging out, the usual. Then we headed over to the house and got on the bus. Angela wasn't feeling too good, (suprisingly I don't think it was the alcohol either) so we just sat down for the first half of the date party. That was pretty boring, but we had a good time one she started feeling better! :) We decided to go with a cheap costume. My old baseball uniforms are to big for her, and we wanted matching jersey's so we decided to make some. We took white undershirts and used a fabric marker to write our team names. We were 'Team Barbour'. The back of my shirt said 'Barbour 1873'. The back of her shirt said 'Future Barbour, 1873 1\2. House joke!!! We had a good time though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some sad sad news this week. Angelas roommate, Tyler, (and yes, it is a girl) is unhappy with OU. She is in college to get a Mrs. Degree and become a wedding planner. Her current major is PR, and she is only 2 major classes away from completing her degree...Plus twenty something hours of gen ed BS classes. Anyhow, all she really wants to do is become a wedding planner, and she cant do that while at OU. So it seems that Tyler will be leaving us and heading down the road to cowtown...A.K.A. Stillwater, OK. I have already threatened her with her life not to become an Aggie. However, I do wish her the best of luck. And I'm sure she will be in Norman on the occasional weekend to partake in an evening of drunken debauchery at O'Connells. Not to mention the fact that she is planning my wedding!!! We'll miss ya Tyler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a Beautiful day in Oklahoma...to bad I'm stuck at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110927717700526285?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110927717700526285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110927717700526285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110927717700526285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110927717700526285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/hummmmm.html' title='Hummmmm'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110859372103584170</id><published>2005-02-16T14:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T14:42:01.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>So I was sitting in my room a little while ago, and a good friend, well call him Jaron for short, stopped by. We were chatting about this and that when he mentioned a new website that he heard about from a friend. If nothing else it is good for a few laughs. The web site is entitled 'Imaginary Girlfriends'. As you can imagine by the name of the site, it is a place where hopeless, pathetic, loser guys can get themselves an 'imaginary girlfriend'. Quite an interesting concept. You can browse the website and pick the girl that you want to call 'your girlfriend'. I must admit there are some very nice pictures of young ladies on the website, but it gets much better than this. Once you sign up for your girlfriend of choice she will send a hand written letter every week with new photos, emails, phone messages, online chatting and even a personal gift. Wonder what that could be:)...Here is a bio from Kristin of San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As your imaginary girlfriend, I will send you a hot and steamy letter every week on my stationary, scented with my perfume. The first letter will include a pair of my lace panties that you can proudly show your friends. Also you'll receive an e-mail every few days from me letting you know about things going on in my life (and expressing my love/lust for you too!) Online chats on AIM can be arranged if needed, and I'm also willing to leave one or two phone messages for you on your answering machine. No phone conversations included.&lt;br /&gt;I can be naughty or nice, the girl next door or your fantasy woman... What kind of girlfriend do you want? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps you may prefer Lauren from Dallas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello! I'm Lauren!! I can provide just about any imaginary girlfriend service needed. We can meet once or twice for an hour long online chat that can be arranged at a time for you. I WILL write back to your emails (as your girlfriend) and if you wanted I will leave a voicemail message for you too. I will send you one letter each week and will enclose at least one photo with every letter. I love to write and can't wait to share my hopes and dreams with you in writing.&lt;br /&gt;A week before our time is up, you can break up with me and I'll spend the next seven days begging you to take me back. Please choose me as your imaginary girlfriend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow what else can I say. What has this world come to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, for anyone that is out there looking for a 'long distance relationship' that you can brag to your buddies about, this may be your answer. The only catch is that you have to pay for this service. The price for an imaginary relationship with Kristin is $40 for a two month relationship and $45 for Lauren. The best part about this website is that the pictures and the person you actually get email from are quite possibly different people! The site pays coeds for their pictures, and then pays writers to then 'carry on' the relationship. hummmm. oh, and not to get your hopes down, but both Kristin and Lauren and many others on the site have to many boyfriends, so you may have to wait for you perfect girl even for an imaginary relationship on the internet....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imaginarygirlfriends.com/"&gt;http://www.imaginarygirlfriends.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sure am glad I have such a GREAT FIANCE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110859372103584170?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110859372103584170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110859372103584170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110859372103584170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110859372103584170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/need-girlfriend_16.html' title='Need a Girlfriend'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110850220713701828</id><published>2005-02-15T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T13:16:47.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Schaller</title><content type='html'>Heres a shoutout to my boy Schaller.  There is usually some pretty good stuff on his journal.  I guess he has a much more interesting life than I do....oh well.  Check it out though!   Tell him I sent you!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/teamschaller/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/teamschaller/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110850220713701828?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110850220713701828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110850220713701828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110850220713701828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110850220713701828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/team-schaller.html' title='Team Schaller'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110850127845868475</id><published>2005-02-15T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T13:01:18.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny joke:So there's this bar and this bar has a horse in it. A bunch of drunk guys decide to play the game. You put 20 bucks in a pool and you get one shot at making the horse laugh hysterically and then within a few seconds you have to make it cry. At first a lot of drunk people try this, because its stupid and drunk people do stupid things, so after a few days theres a lot of money in this pot. And then people start paying 20 bucks just because theres a chance they can win a few thousand dollars by waggering 20. It's what we humans do, lottery style yo. So after a couple weeks of this the pot is at over a million dollars. Everyone in town has heard about this thing. This one guy comes into the bar and throws down his twenty. He walks up to the horse and whispers in its ear. The horse starts laughing hysterically. The guy takes a few steps back. Someone says, "it's easy to make the damn thing laugh but making it cry right away is the hard part." The guy responds by dropping his pants. The horse starts to cry. Everyone is like holy shit. "How'd you do that???" "It's simple," says the guy, "I told him my dick was bigger than his. He laughed. I showed it to him and he cried."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110850127845868475?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110850127845868475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110850127845868475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110850127845868475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110850127845868475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/funny-jokeso-theres-this-bar-and-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110783123378020351</id><published>2005-02-07T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:53:53.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Josh%20Cover%20Pic.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/200/Josh%20Cover%20Pic.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Josh!  Local Celebrity?  Enough Said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110783123378020351?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110783123378020351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110783123378020351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110783123378020351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110783123378020351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/congratulations-josh-local-celebrity.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110782963639491567</id><published>2005-02-07T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T17:32:43.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back</title><content type='html'>So my parents have been married for 25 years now! Isn't that awesome? They went on a Caribbean cruise to celebrate. They have been on nearly a dozen cruises, so they decided to make this one extra special. They boarded in Miami, and did a 7 night Western Caribbean, and then when the ship docked at the end of the trip, they stayed on board to do a 7 night Eastern Caribbean. 14 nights total. On top of this, they opted to get a balcony room. They had a great trip...well deserved too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a test last week in Exercise Physiology. It's a pretty fun class. I was upset at myself for missing a few questions that I shouldn't have, but still managed to get a 93! I also found out this morning that my 93 was the second highest grade in the class! GO ME! Well, I'm going to listen to the bedlam game. GO SOONERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110782963639491567?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110782963639491567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110782963639491567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110782963639491567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110782963639491567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110746435225861154</id><published>2005-02-03T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:59:12.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>What a beautiful day we are having. I have had a pretty darn good week myself. I haven't felt great though. I woke up Sunday not feeling so well, and I really haven't gotten any better, but that's something to worry about another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presentation last night went really well. My part of the presentation was the female anatomy. My other group members discussed female sexual dysfunctions and the G-Spot! How fun!! I thought it would be difficult to get in front of a class of thirty students and talk about the perineum, areola, labia minora, vagina and clitoris to name a few. Suprisingly it wasn't that bad. Before we officially began the presentation we divided the class up into groups of 4-5 people and had them make models of a 'vulva' (or the collective term for the external female genetalia). Suprisingly there were some really good playdough vulva's! One group, Angelas, even put pubic hair on it!! Not real pubic hair Joey...At least I hope no one had red playdough like pubs! What a fun class. Angelas group was presenting male sexuality, and they incorporated a BINGO game into their presentation. Instead of yelling BINGO the winners had to yell PENIS! The 'PENIS' winners were awarded flavored condoms and penis suckers. What a fun college class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first test yesterday as well. It was in Exercise Physiology. I'm mad at myself because I made a stupid mistake and only got a 90. I put the correct answer on the test, however when I transcribed my answers to the scan tron, I put the wrong one down...I should have a 93. Arrrggggg. Still, I'm sure I did better than most of the class. Suckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rush starts tonight. I hope it goes well. With so much 'anti Greek' from last semester, I am a bit nervous. Either way, I feel really good about graduating in May and knowing that the house is in good hands and thriving. I definitely feel like I have "transmitted the house to those that may follow, not only not less, but greater than it was transmitted to me." (Phikeia oath)&lt;br /&gt;&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/10002045-110746435225861154?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110746435225861154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110746435225861154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110746435225861154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110746435225861154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110686928820714299</id><published>2005-01-27T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T15:41:28.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/2004_0319SpringBreak2004PADRE0034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/200/2004_0319SpringBreak2004PADRE0034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Padre Island!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110686928820714299?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110686928820714299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110686928820714299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110686928820714299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110686928820714299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/south-padre-island.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110686581820829842</id><published>2005-01-27T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T14:43:38.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was watching survivor All-Stars last night (yes, I am one of the few owners of the complete season of Survivor All Stars on DVD). After one of the award challenges, 2 of the castaways were reunited with a family member for the evening. They were taken to a different part of the island, and were treated to a large Pizza (which, might I add, looked really really good) as well as plenty of beer. Since then, I have had this odd craving for...PIZZA...and BEER. What a great combination. I know what I'm eating this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110686581820829842?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110686581820829842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110686581820829842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110686581820829842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110686581820829842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-was-watching-survivor-all-stars-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110680074328604399</id><published>2005-01-26T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T20:39:03.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO SOONERS</title><content type='html'>First of all I would like to say GO OU for the awesome performance in basketball Monday night. If you haven't heard OU beat OSU 67-57!!! How about that. I'm sure this makes living in Stillwater OK much less glamorous. First football and now basketball (their self proclaimed 'sport').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a conversation with Ryan S. moments ago about one of my classes this semester, Human Sexuality 2. We began discussing the morning after pill (his mother is an OB-GYN), individuals that 'get around', and then sexual encounters with women in a plus size. This will serve as my first Quote as the Day. He swears it is not personal experience..just a saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"F*@!ing a fat chick is like riding a moped. It's a lot of fun, but you do not want your friends to find out about it afterwards!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110680074328604399?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110680074328604399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110680074328604399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110680074328604399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110680074328604399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/go-sooners.html' title='GO SOONERS'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110662353942982987</id><published>2005-01-24T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T19:25:39.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Sexuality</title><content type='html'>I have to give a presentation in one of my classes next week. I am in a group with another guy and one girl. What is weird is that our presentation is over the female anatomy, dysfunction of female sexuality, and the infamous G-Spot. This is going to be an interesting presentation. I was thinking more of a pin-the-tale-on-the-donkey kind of game except we would use a poster of the female anatomy and a penis as the marker. What do you think? I'll keep you posted on how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110662353942982987?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110662353942982987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110662353942982987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110662353942982987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110662353942982987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/human-sexuality.html' title='Human Sexuality'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110634499172123554</id><published>2005-01-21T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T14:03:11.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Done!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, Im sure that I do not have a large following reading my daily posts...which is a good thing since I am not posting daily. I have considered lately switching to live journal so that Angela and I are both using the same blog service. But that's for later. I am going to make it a habit to post more often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had one heck of a week. My last semester of undergraduate studies just came to an end. I am not going to have the easy fun semester that I was hoping to graduate with...but I do not think it will be too difficult. I had enough blow off semesters in my first couple years! :) I woke up early this morning (as in 9:30 if you call that early) to turn in my Physical Therapy application in. I should know if I get accepted before spring break. I feel sooooo relieved having it completed and turned in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I will have more to write after the party this evening...Drunken excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110634499172123554?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110634499172123554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110634499172123554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110634499172123554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110634499172123554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m Done!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110557018141673406</id><published>2005-01-12T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:49:41.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/640/Victory2004Angela%26Robert.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/62/2940/320/Victory2004Angela%26Robert.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and I!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110557018141673406?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110557018141673406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110557018141673406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110557018141673406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110557018141673406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/angela-and-i_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110530327190756953</id><published>2005-01-09T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T12:41:11.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>I am taking a really neat intersession class called Sports Nutrition. It is mostly a big review from my nutrition class last spring, which makes it pretty easy. With that being said, I took our second exam last night (it is an online class; I highly recogmind taking online classes) and only missed one question!!! yea for me. Im ready to get this class over with so that I can begin my LAST semester as an undergraduate student! Graduation here I come. Well, Angela should be back from Tulsa soon so I am going to get things done before she gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day we are having:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110530327190756953?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110530327190756953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110530327190756953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110530327190756953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110530327190756953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110524923926644027</id><published>2005-01-08T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:40:39.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is Liar Liar just one of the best movies?  Perhaps its Jim Carrey.  Perhaps he is just one of the best actors out there...or perhaps its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110524923926644027?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110524923926644027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110524923926644027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110524923926644027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110524923926644027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-it-just-me-or-is-liar-liar-just-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10002045.post-110506660857440987</id><published>2005-01-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:56:48.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Really Doing This???</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sure no one is ever going to read this, but that doesn't matter.  Now I can infiltrate the internet with my useless posts!  Mwuahahahaha!  I think it is time for me to head over to O'Connell's and celebrate Jessica's Birthday!  Happy Birthday Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10002045-110506660857440987?l=robert0b9.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/feeds/110506660857440987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10002045&amp;postID=110506660857440987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110506660857440987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10002045/posts/default/110506660857440987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robert0b9.blogspot.com/2005/01/am-i-really-doing-this.html' title='Am I Really Doing This???'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03992202732297552938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
