<?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-6365495</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:10:33.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl with something to say - But to whom...?</title><subtitle type='html'>Little things - Big things --- Just things.... Anyway, I'm Christen.  A 30 year old lesbian mother (and lover!)  from Florida.  This page will basically be a little bit of everything - Some ranting, some random strangeness, and sometimes something that may even be important.... Hmmm.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-113114634128529127</id><published>2005-11-04T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:30:36.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Syracuse Cultural Workers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/113114634128529127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/113114634128529127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113114634128529127' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-111030733582210291</id><published>2005-03-08T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:42:15.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Words, Questions, Candy, Cats, and Keys...A few things today….So I finally checked my email today -I received eight (well - nine including my name) simple yet interesting words from a previous college instructor and now good friend:Christen:What am I going to do with you?Well, considering that the subject of the email was simply "blog" - I am assuming that he happened to read this very page and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/111030733582210291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/111030733582210291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111030733582210291' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-111015354908193418</id><published>2005-03-06T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:01:06.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts, life, tangents.....Wow – So it has been a while since I have written here. (So much for my “resolution”…)Well – How have things been? In a word: WEIRD. I am officially single, definite good thing. I need to just relax and “be me”….Tangent: Things keep creeping into my head - Things that are capable of turning a perfectly good day into a spiraling cascade of cluttered shit – Ultimately </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/111015354908193418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/111015354908193418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111015354908193418' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-110513446369842154</id><published>2005-01-07T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:31:06.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I actually smiled today... (and other stuff) Smile section: Today, during my sister's lunch break, we went to buy Matt a mountain bike! :-)He LOVES the bike! I just left it in the house for him to find when he came home from school. I taped a little note on it that said "To the best kid in the whole world!!! Love, Mom and Auntie" -- Well, after excited hugs and hearing "thank you thank you!" a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/110513446369842154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/110513446369842154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110513446369842154' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-110511678333285822</id><published>2005-01-07T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:33:39.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Raw agony, empty shell...I wasn't going to post this... I wrote it a few days ago. Friends have told me that posting it would help me... Kind of like a "purge" of pain. Doubtful, but here goes:I haven't blogged in many months... Busy with school and completely fucking up my life.But hey - Here I am. I still exist. I am physically in this world, though I feel as if my heart and mind have died. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/110511678333285822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/110511678333285822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110511678333285822' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-108645829400309272</id><published>2004-06-05T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T19:49:45.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's something on my mind today.....Well, I wish I was at GayDays right now - Working with Equality Florida to get people to register to vote so we can get rid of The Hater....*If only closed minds came with closed mouths...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108645829400309272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108645829400309272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108645829400309272' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-108641280838814065</id><published>2004-06-05T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T16:05:24.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still here - Still in school - Still going nuts! :-)Hello to everyone out there! By now, any of you that have checked in on my blog regularly probably think that I have 1. Lost my mind and forgotten that I have a Blog (or what a Blog is for that matter), 2. Stopped Blogging because I have nothing to say anymore, or 3. Figured that I was probably busy and would eventually get around to posting. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108641280838814065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108641280838814065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108641280838814065' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-108179180068580452</id><published>2004-04-12T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T16:21:32.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still alive and well (sort of...)Hello to everyone out there... Hopefully those of you who check in with my blog have also hopped on over to  my girlfriend's blog - So you have some idea why I haven't posted in a month (Maybe longer...?)Anyway, I am back!  I was in Sarasota caring for my grandparents for the last month.  Grampy had heart surgery, and Grammy has a lot of trouble taking care of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108179180068580452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/108179180068580452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108179180068580452' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107907111841419081</id><published>2004-03-12T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T01:07:06.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Computer is dead....My computer had a meltdown a few days ago.  It literally sparked, "fizzed" or something, smoked a bit, smelled horrible, and died.  I cried.  And cried and cried.  So now Michele and I have to share her computer until I can afford another one - Which will probably be never.... or at least not for a pretty long time.....Anyway, I was (kind of still am) freaking out.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107907111841419081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107907111841419081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107907111841419081' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107904663918640900</id><published>2004-03-11T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T18:18:29.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What to do.....?It seems that I have a major Major problem.  Nope, that's not a typo - I am questioning my college major!  ::::sigh:::: Here's the problem:  I have always thought that I knew what I wnated to do - generally speaking.  Nursing - Paramedic - Something in the medical field, right?  Well, is that because that is what I really WANT.... Or is it because I have never been exposed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107904663918640900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107904663918640900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107904663918640900' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107845463412372244</id><published>2004-03-04T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:01:08.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel kinda funny....OK - So I haven't blogged in a while.  Sorry everyone!  And I am especially sorry to anyone that happened to drop by in the last few days when almost ALL of my image links were broken and my page looked like a mess of "fine print" thanks to my busted image hosting site.  Damn them!Anyway - We have been crazy busy with the house, but we love it!  It is so great to finally</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107845463412372244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107845463412372244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107845463412372244' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107751853245634251</id><published>2004-02-23T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T01:52:37.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  All About Her...I had to turn in an essay today for my English class.  I have been debating for days and days about which essay to submit... I had two descriptive essays written - One titled "Her", which I absolutely love and I am very passionate about... And one called "Travel Anxiety" which meets the assignment requirements, but is utterly boring and bland.  But - is it boring and bland </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107751853245634251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107751853245634251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107751853245634251' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107692021183237951</id><published>2004-02-16T03:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T03:32:48.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That whole "sticks and stones" line is a lie...Here we go again with this sociology class of mine...  I am not going to fill this page with more quotes from "postings" in the class - There would be way to much reading for you, whoever you may be reading this, to get through.Why am I so damn sensitive?  This class is sucking up my energy and my "gay-gayness" (My happiness about being gay...)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107692021183237951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107692021183237951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107692021183237951' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107691860501636983</id><published>2004-02-16T02:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T11:21:27.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentines day!Well, I am not going to write too much here.  It's late and I am a bit tired.  I ended up having to work 11-7 on Friday night.  Oh well.  I slept most of Valentines Day - But that made it easier to go out that night and not be tired!  :-)At this time last year, Michele and I had only been together for about 2 weeks.... We both were so nervous about the whole "valentine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107691860501636983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107691860501636983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107691860501636983' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107665807929926196</id><published>2004-02-13T02:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T15:44:31.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Close-minded people suck....OK - Here we go again.  As much as I do enjoy the subject matter of my Sociology class in general, I constantly have to "defend myself" and/or try to open someone's mind that GAY PEOPLE ARE PEOPLE TOO!  We love just like 'they' do.  We hurt just like 'they'do.  We deserve the same Civil Rights that they have and take for granted... (I wish we had a local activist's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107665807929926196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107665807929926196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107665807929926196' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107665660568095160</id><published>2004-02-13T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T02:21:36.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hair tragedy averted!Short post here.  Woke up at 7:00 AM -- Couldn't get back to sleep because I was freaking out about my horrid hair!  So, as Michele was sleeping peacefully - She looks so cute when she is sleeping.... She has this adorable little baby face and almost looks like she is smiling... Oops, back to the subject - Sorry, I wandered a bit! -- Anyway, so as she was sleeping I quietly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107665660568095160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107665660568095160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107665660568095160' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107659486845583110</id><published>2004-02-12T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T15:53:21.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad, Bad Idea.....Ok - Well, last night I got a wild hair up my ass and decided to try to bleach my DARKLY DYED hair back to blonde.  Yeah right.  What the hell was I thinking..?  As I sit here typing this, my hair is the most horrid color orange that I have ever seen!  :-(  In a little while, I am going to bleach AGAIN.  This is what may happen:  1.  It actually lifts to an acceptable color. (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107659486845583110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107659486845583110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107659486845583110' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107639632774607167</id><published>2004-02-10T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T02:05:05.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm - There is so much I want to post about, but I am so tired! (sigh)  It has been quite an exciting few days for us.  Michele and I found a house and will be moving before the first of March!  WOW that was fast!  It's a really nice place too!  It has 4 bedrooms, 1 and 1/2 baths, freshly painted inside and out, brand new appliances including brand new central air and heat (but no washer and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107639632774607167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107639632774607167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107639632774607167' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107639102798708892</id><published>2004-02-10T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T01:50:52.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, Michele wanted me to take this test just for shits and giggles.  So I did.  Why am I the one that turns out "NORMAL", but yet am the one taking meds for depression and anxiety....?  Guess those drugs are doin' their job..?  HeheheheDisorderRatingParanoid:LowSchizoid:LowSchizotypal:LowAntisocial:LowBorderline:LowHistrionic:LowNarcissistic:LowAvoidant:LowDependent:LowObsessive-Compulsive:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107639102798708892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107639102798708892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107639102798708892' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107631069105697033</id><published>2004-02-09T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T02:50:07.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One step forward -- Two steps back...?OK...I read this article on CNN Ohio governor signs bill making state 38th to ban gay marriage . This is part of the article:  "Ohio Gov. Bob Taft approved one of the country's most-far reaching gay-marriage bans on Friday, saying its adoption was urgent because the nation's first legally sanctioned same-sex weddings could take place as early as this spring</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107631069105697033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107631069105697033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107631069105697033' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107587929555312844</id><published>2004-02-04T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:34:43.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anger...?Michele told me just yesterday that if it wasn't for our past experiences and mistakes that we have made - We wouldn't be who we are today.  Okay, that makes sense to me.  But have you ever made such a huge mistake that you can't seem to get rid of your anger and disgust?  I don't know why this is happening to me.  But I want it to stop!Here's what transpired:  I happened to see my ex </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107587929555312844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107587929555312844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107587929555312844' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107576109546954404</id><published>2004-02-02T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:35:33.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay - I can not BELIEVE I found this postcard at a little store in St. Augustine!!  Sick... .Funny, but sick....Hehehehe)Photo credit: "Art Unlimited", Amsterdam</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107576109546954404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107576109546954404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107576109546954404' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107543122224176442</id><published>2004-01-29T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:36:30.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOTTIE OF THE WEEK!!Ok everyone.... Every Thursday I am going to post my hot woman of the week.  (Thursday because THURS rhymes with PURRS... whatever... I don't know.  But Thursday it is.My First Hottie is the incredibly sexy and talented Katherine Moennig!   &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbspHer filmography includes: 1. Invitation to a Suicide (2004) (post-production) .... Eva2. "L Word, The" (2004) TV Series </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107543122224176442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107543122224176442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107543122224176442' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107540067484360595</id><published>2004-01-29T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:37:33.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I am about to officially change my major once this semester is over.  I started college with the intent of becoming an RN.  Easier said than done.  Waiting lists, 'point systems', bla bla bla.  Anyway, my major will soon be Emergency Medical Services - I should have my AS in EMS in a little over a year.  What that basically breaks down to is this: By the end of the summer, I will be an EMT.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107540067484360595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107540067484360595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107540067484360595' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107539901402658412</id><published>2004-01-29T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:38:23.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ummmmm.... This is just WRONG!!!! I.... Errrrr.... I don't even have words for this! What the hell were the owners of this poor kitty thinking??? Look how sad and angry this bald little poodle-looking feline is! Some people......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107539901402658412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107539901402658412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107539901402658412' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107538462155612041</id><published>2004-01-29T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:39:28.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have an issue.  Fact: You brush your teeth thoroughly before you go to bed (at least you'd better or YUCK).  Well, when you wake up in the moring, like I just did a little bit ago, and you can still taste that hint of minty freshness -- I think this is a sure sign that you did not get enough sleep.  (I feel like crap.)  I want to be a cat.  Sleep whenever you want.  No worries.  No doctor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107538462155612041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107538462155612041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107538462155612041' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107532826183579318</id><published>2004-01-28T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T20:40:10.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK - So it's like 3:00AM and I am trying to finish some major online classwork, including some exams, so I can get the hell away from this machine (and life in general) for a few days with Michele.  Well, what do you think happens?  All of a sudden I can't get webpages to load and/or I keep losing my connection! I have broadband for a reason!  If I wanted the headache and slugishness of a dial-up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107532826183579318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107532826183579318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107532826183579318' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107532157487058095</id><published>2004-01-28T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T13:39:49.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Michele and I are finally going to get some time AWAY (for the first time together)! We need some time to "decompress", so to speak. Since we are celebrating our first year anniversary, we wanted to do something together, just the two of us.We chose St. Augustine - Neither one of us has ever been there, but we keep hearing wonderful things from our friends and family. We can't wait! We'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107532157487058095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107532157487058095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107532157487058095' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107524231824910555</id><published>2004-01-27T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T18:55:24.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe the most important single thing,beyond discipline and creativity,is daring to dare.— Maya AngelouOkay -- Anyway- I just have to mention the new showtime series "The 'L' Word".  Excellent show!  (Okay, aside of the fact that Tina was going to bring a guy into the bedroom in order to conceive - Ewwwwww!  Bad lesbian image here!  But it definitely got better and full of laughter and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107524231824910555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107524231824910555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107524231824910555' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6365495.post-107523883196136907</id><published>2004-01-27T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T17:19:38.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK -- Presently I am simply frustrated with this whole "Blogger" process!  Trying to figure out how to use this thing is causing more stress -- My blogs are supposed to be a place to vent and relieve stress!!!  (Grrrrrrr) Whatever!  I WILL figure this out!!  :-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107523883196136907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6365495/posts/default/107523883196136907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christenj.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107523883196136907' title=''/><author><name>Christen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10128563246187133496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v137/christenj/christenj.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
