<?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-6726447491146342749</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:42:25.389-07:00</updated><category term='Danny'/><category term='San Diego'/><category term='Adrienne'/><category term='Measurement'/><category term='ENS 305'/><category term='Evaluation'/><category term='Old Town Saloon'/><category term='Diego'/><category term='SDSU'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='O&apos; Hungrys'/><category term='Old Town'/><category term='Summer School'/><category term='San Diego Avenue'/><category term='Stella Artois'/><category term='Jolly Boy Saloon'/><title type='text'>Life Through My iPhone</title><subtitle type='html'>follow me on my daily adventures..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-5832392749544887868</id><published>2008-11-05T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:25:25.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISNEYLAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRYt0E8sZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fS1Q0WjG_Sg/s1600-h/IMG_3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRYt0E8sZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fS1Q0WjG_Sg/s320/IMG_3728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266447186961130754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRHiRxNPvKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iwSFGzKSluQ/s1600-h/photo-796057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRHiRxNPvKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iwSFGzKSluQ/s320/photo-796057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265238234267368610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-5832392749544887868?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/5832392749544887868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=5832392749544887868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5832392749544887868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5832392749544887868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/11/disneyland.html' title='DISNEYLAND'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRYt0E8sZQI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fS1Q0WjG_Sg/s72-c/IMG_3728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-2927413788927335660</id><published>2008-11-04T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:12:31.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBkqXMn4eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4dN56Vkl7-g/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBkqXMn4eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4dN56Vkl7-g/s320/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264818643340354018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I got into the halloween spirit and carved a pumpkin! I was super excited about it. It's always been something I've wanted to do. So Dom and I headed out to the pumpkin patch and picked the perfect pumpkin to be our experiment. :) Days passed by before we even got to the pumpkin, but that was okay with me. The more days that passed by the more excited and the more eager I was to carved my pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I used a stencil to carve my pumpkin instead of doing it freehand like my brother suggested, but I was afraid that my pumpkin wouldnt turn out as cool if I had done it freehand. It took me awhile to choose what stencil I wanted to use. In the end I chose to do a group of ghosts and Dom chose to do a face that kind of looked like Chucky. Creepy. I wish I had gotten a picture of what our pumpkin looked like on the night we carved it however we got done carving it so late I just wanted to go to sleep. Anyways here's pictures of what our pumpkins looked like 3 days later all moldy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBlyrViTiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LBSyOocWyMc/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBlyrViTiI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LBSyOocWyMc/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264819885697027618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MY PUMPKIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBmJe1udLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rVhWJ2-oRCs/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBmJe1udLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rVhWJ2-oRCs/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264820277479371954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dom's Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-2927413788927335660?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/2927413788927335660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=2927413788927335660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2927413788927335660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2927413788927335660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-08.html' title='Halloween 08'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SRBkqXMn4eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4dN56Vkl7-g/s72-c/IMG_0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-2202965811073460065</id><published>2008-10-30T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:56:48.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY POPS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SQoDcJqJkiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zVGEa0DzIS4/s1600-h/photo-708787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SQoDcJqJkiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zVGEa0DzIS4/s320/photo-708787.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263022896699773474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last Saturday was my dad&amp;#39;s birthday and in celebration of him turning  &lt;br&gt;51 we took a trip up to the solvang area for some wine tasting. :) I  &lt;br&gt;have had wine before but never really tasted enough to know about wine  &lt;br&gt;at all. we went to a couple of different winerys and each one got  &lt;br&gt;better and better. I&amp;#39;ve forgotten the name of the wine I enjoyed the  &lt;br&gt;most but I have learned that I&amp;#39;m a red wine lover :)&lt;br&gt;After a long day of wine tasting, we headed to firestone brewery for  &lt;br&gt;some beer sampling. curious of the type of beer this brewery had I got  &lt;br&gt;the sampler of their four most popular beers. I liked their double  &lt;br&gt;barrel beer and of course hated their ipa!!&lt;br&gt;Even time I see my family especially my brother I have noticed that we  &lt;br&gt;are very similar. we have very similar tastes in wine and beer. all in  &lt;br&gt;all, it was a great family spent weekend. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-2202965811073460065?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/2202965811073460065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=2202965811073460065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2202965811073460065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2202965811073460065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-pops.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY POPS!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SQoDcJqJkiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zVGEa0DzIS4/s72-c/photo-708787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1812664613657238245</id><published>2008-10-20T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:22:37.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABBY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SPz2nXw3kRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4FC6xdZ_ppg/s1600-h/photo-757321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SPz2nXw3kRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4FC6xdZ_ppg/s320/photo-757321.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259349621116211474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today marks the 3 year anniversary or Abby and still it is still hard  &lt;br&gt;to grasp. She was an amazing person. It may sound clich&amp;#233; but she  &lt;br&gt;touched the lives of everyone around her. Most everyone knew who she  &lt;br&gt;was and if they didn&amp;#39;t know her there was a good chance that they&amp;#39;ve  &lt;br&gt;heard or her.&lt;br&gt;The one thing about her that in still stuck in my head to this day is  &lt;br&gt;her goofy laugh. Abby just about laughed at anything, which is why we  &lt;br&gt;got along so well together. Her smile and laugh could just brighten  &lt;br&gt;your day and literally make all your worries go away.&lt;br&gt;What was wonderful about her is that everyone had their moments with  &lt;br&gt;her. We all got to share a bond with her that was like no other. I  &lt;br&gt;personally, shared relationship troubles with her. She was always the  &lt;br&gt;person to call at 3 am when you were sad about a boy and she would  &lt;br&gt;answer and talk until you were okay. Her house was always the house  &lt;br&gt;you could go to if your parents weren&amp;#39;t happy with you. She was that  &lt;br&gt;girl.&lt;br&gt;She was that happy go lucky girl that had everything going for her.  &lt;br&gt;The girl that was always down for anything. A bad influence yet the  &lt;br&gt;best influence I ever had. Abby has touched my life and will continue  &lt;br&gt;to play a part in the rest of my life. She is that pot of gold at the  &lt;br&gt;end of the rainbow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1812664613657238245?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1812664613657238245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1812664613657238245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1812664613657238245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1812664613657238245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/10/abby.html' title='ABBY'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SPz2nXw3kRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4FC6xdZ_ppg/s72-c/photo-757321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-8965403393197939207</id><published>2008-09-11T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:53:09.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LONG GOOD DAY</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the start of my new job as a physical therapy aide. I  &lt;br&gt;was supposed to start on Monday, however the girl training me called  &lt;br&gt;in sick so I had the day off.&lt;br&gt;In the beginning I felt like I was just being thrown into the job but  &lt;br&gt;as the day went on I started to get the hang of things. I got to help  &lt;br&gt;set up patients for their e-stim and clean up after the e-stim. I  &lt;br&gt;though that was cool. I&amp;#39;m curious what it feels like. And then I had  &lt;br&gt;to perform other basic duties like answer the telephones, schedule  &lt;br&gt;appointments, and clean up. At the end of the night, I was left more  &lt;br&gt;tired than I am at jolly boy.&lt;br&gt;I was really exhausted and my feet were hurting. All I wanted to do  &lt;br&gt;was lay down and go to sleep, however I told Dom I would see him and  &lt;br&gt;so I went over. He cooked me dinner :) there were tacos, tostadas, and  &lt;br&gt;enchiladas. Mmmm...it made my day so much better :)&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-8965403393197939207?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/8965403393197939207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=8965403393197939207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/8965403393197939207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/8965403393197939207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-good-day.html' title='A LONG GOOD DAY'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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-6726447491146342749.post-903787604791716795</id><published>2008-09-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:00:38.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FALL 09</title><content type='html'>Lately, I have been busy getting ready for classes and settling into  &lt;br&gt;my class schedule. I also spent my last week of summer enjoying it.  &lt;br&gt;But now I&amp;#39;m back in the game.&lt;br&gt;Recent updates about me. I recently found a job as a physical therapy  &lt;br&gt;aide at a clinic in Kearny Mesa. I was supposed to start on Monday,  &lt;br&gt;however the girl that was supposed to train me called in sick. So I  &lt;br&gt;woke up early on Monday to get my errands done for no reason. But I  &lt;br&gt;spent Monday relaxing one more time before I have to hit the books. :(&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-903787604791716795?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/903787604791716795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=903787604791716795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/903787604791716795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/903787604791716795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-09.html' title='FALL 09'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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-6726447491146342749.post-5009463939491939886</id><published>2008-08-23T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:46:35.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUNDRY </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLB3K6mfZDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dB22dtyqKGo/s1600-h/photo-795202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLB3K6mfZDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dB22dtyqKGo/s320/photo-795202.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237817396044981298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today Stephen and I were talking about how easily assumed we are. Low  &lt;br&gt;and behold we went to the laundry mat to do laundry and of course we  &lt;br&gt;were so intrigued by how my comforter looked like in the washer. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-5009463939491939886?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/5009463939491939886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=5009463939491939886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5009463939491939886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5009463939491939886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/laundry.html' title='LAUNDRY '/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLB3K6mfZDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dB22dtyqKGo/s72-c/photo-795202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1029470999194686248</id><published>2008-08-23T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T06:15:37.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LABTOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLANec3vjZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8ALfFd19wV0/s1600-h/photo-737866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLANec3vjZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8ALfFd19wV0/s320/photo-737866.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701183429119378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think my MacBook is slowly dying on me. Every once in awhile the  &lt;br&gt;popup pictured above shows up and then I have to restart my computer  &lt;br&gt;and then when it&amp;#39;s rebooted it says that osx leopard has crashed. : &lt;br&gt;( i&amp;#39;ve been saving since the beginning of summer to buy a new labtop  &lt;br&gt;and I&amp;#39;m only a couple hundred away which is exciting because if I get  &lt;br&gt;the money before the 17th then I get an iPod touch :) I don&amp;#39;t need one  &lt;br&gt;but I can sure sell one on eBay. Should I rush my savings and get the  &lt;br&gt;iPod touch or just wait it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1029470999194686248?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1029470999194686248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1029470999194686248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1029470999194686248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1029470999194686248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/labtop.html' title='LABTOP'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SLANec3vjZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8ALfFd19wV0/s72-c/photo-737866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1297168307646330129</id><published>2008-08-19T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:51:50.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIKING IN RAMONA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKsINyVYv_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-PL_Kmsn7wY/s1600-h/photo-710878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKsINyVYv_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-PL_Kmsn7wY/s320/photo-710878.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236288024691130354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last Thursday I mentioned to a friend of mine I was about to head to  &lt;br&gt;the gym and do some cardio when he suggested that we go on a hike. I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;a sucker for doing outdoors activities, so I immediately said yes. We  &lt;br&gt;headed all the way out to Ramona, which I learned it&amp;#39;s a lot closer  &lt;br&gt;than I thought it was.&lt;br&gt;The hike was a moderate hike that went for a little over 6 miles round  &lt;br&gt;trip. The temperature was just right seeing as we went in the late  &lt;br&gt;afternoon. The view from the top was a bit dissapointing but then  &lt;br&gt;again there wasn&amp;#39;t must to look at on tell drive up there so what was  &lt;br&gt;I expecting. Other than the lack of a view I really enjoyed the hike.  &lt;br&gt;It was a change from the gym. I really should get out more often and  &lt;br&gt;do something besides drinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1297168307646330129?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1297168307646330129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1297168307646330129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1297168307646330129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1297168307646330129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/hiking-in-ramona.html' title='HIKING IN RAMONA'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKsINyVYv_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-PL_Kmsn7wY/s72-c/photo-710878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1358966153034334443</id><published>2008-08-18T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:02:28.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR FIXED</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKnjZCz4NmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sNq_ZVlhbDo/s1600-h/photo-748110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKnjZCz4NmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sNq_ZVlhbDo/s320/photo-748110.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235966061185611362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Finally my check engine light has been put to sleep for awhile. I  &lt;br&gt;spent a lovely morning up at Temecula getting my cat  comverter  &lt;br&gt;changed so it can pass the good ole smog test next month. I&amp;#39;m glad  &lt;br&gt;that I finally got it done. Please no more car problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1358966153034334443?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1358966153034334443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1358966153034334443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1358966153034334443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1358966153034334443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/car-fixed.html' title='CAR FIXED'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SKnjZCz4NmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sNq_ZVlhbDo/s72-c/photo-748110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-5730784666281662500</id><published>2008-08-09T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:22:50.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INCAHOOTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJ48N-pFn9I/AAAAAAAAADo/J8WuQUnU0Gw/s1600-h/photo-755851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJ48N-pFn9I/AAAAAAAAADo/J8WuQUnU0Gw/s320/photo-755851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232686027902394322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Finally I made it to incahoots on Wednesday night. I am never being DD again when I go there.&lt;br /&gt;The night started out at the Blue Parrott in OB for $10 pitchers of&lt;br /&gt;margaritas, which frankly tasted like water. I tried an Aloha burrito.&lt;br /&gt;It included pineapples and ham. I must admit it turned out quite yummy.&lt;br /&gt;After we headed to Incahoots for $2 you call it and line dancing of&lt;br /&gt;course. The night was filled with shots of Bushnell and failed&lt;br /&gt;attempts of learning line dancing. But atleast I tried. Overall it was&lt;br /&gt;fun until we tried to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Enrique went outside to take a breather and wasn't allowed back in.&lt;br /&gt;Mark decided to disappear and take a cab home. All throughout this my car keys were lost.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I spent all day with Diego getting AAA to open my car, tow my car to Diego's, and get a new key made. When I tried to pay for my key my card got declined, so I had to call my mom to pay for it. Talk about a day.&lt;br /&gt;All in all I learned to super glue my car keys to my hand and that I can't be DD because all that could go wrong happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-5730784666281662500?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/5730784666281662500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=5730784666281662500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5730784666281662500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5730784666281662500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/incahoots.html' title='INCAHOOTS'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJ48N-pFn9I/AAAAAAAAADo/J8WuQUnU0Gw/s72-c/photo-755851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1330288742473004703</id><published>2008-08-05T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:18:08.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiIV2sdYiI/AAAAAAAAADI/hy0nDeZR0vQ/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiIV2sdYiI/AAAAAAAAADI/hy0nDeZR0vQ/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231080876231451170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprise, Surprise! So this past weekend I went to Las Vegas, which will be covered in another post when I have enough time. While I was in Vegas Stephen was moving into the apartment. He left with quite a present to come home to. It all didn't really sink in until today after catching up on the sleep I was deprived of in Las Vegas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both learned that moving is a pain. My brother has always mentioned it to me, but of course I never listened to him. But I must now admit, Austin you were right. Our apartment has become a war zone. You walk into the apartment and that's basically it. There's a small pathway leading to the rooms and that's it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left my keys right next to what used to be our front door on the tv stand, and Monday morning it took me 15 minutes to climb across our living room, as pictured to the left, and reach my keys. I really thought I was going to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowly thing's will be put away. However at this moment, 2 people moving 3 peoples worth of crap is going to take quite awhile with both of us busy with work and school. It's going to be quite the adventure. I will keep you all updated on the status of the apartment. Following are more pictures of the apartment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiKhzBh_cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Bd_5uBSsvzk/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiKhzBh_cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Bd_5uBSsvzk/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231083280427777474" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My old room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiK7vCl0bI/AAAAAAAAADY/1r3BBj1lAJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiK7vCl0bI/AAAAAAAAADY/1r3BBj1lAJQ/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231083726035079602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiK7-jB6cI/AAAAAAAAADg/l-tbk4Z1xek/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiK7-jB6cI/AAAAAAAAADg/l-tbk4Z1xek/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231083730197670338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My New Room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update about Vegas tonight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1330288742473004703?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1330288742473004703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1330288742473004703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1330288742473004703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1330288742473004703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/08/moving.html' title='MOVING'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SJiIV2sdYiI/AAAAAAAAADI/hy0nDeZR0vQ/s72-c/IMG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-2746373705792986019</id><published>2008-07-31T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:12:32.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLLY</title><content type='html'>I was just informed by my brother that my cockatiel, Molly, passed away last night. It makes me extremely sad. I've had him&lt;br /&gt;ever since I was in middle school. I had another cockatiel with similar colors before Molly until my dad thought if he put her on top&lt;br /&gt;of the cage while he washed it she wouldn't fly away. Low and behold 3 minutes later she did fly away. By then after we got Molly and we were told that it was a girl. Well a couple months into having Molly we noticed that she and our other male bird, Moe, were very territorial with each other. Thus we then learned that Molly was a boy. We just let him keep the name Molly because he responded to it. Molly was a very fiesty bird. He didn't really like being touched unless you were going to feed him, but he gave you lots of attention when you were near him. Whenever I went home and I slept in, if I had woken up then he would sqwuak until I came downstairs and talked to him. He loved it when you let him out of his cage. After Moe passed away he would sometimes fly around looking for Moe. Molly was a good bird that I will miss I just won't feel it until I go home and it's completely quiet in the house in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace Molly bird&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-2746373705792986019?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/2746373705792986019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=2746373705792986019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2746373705792986019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/2746373705792986019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/molly.html' title='MOLLY'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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-6726447491146342749.post-6514993155685966988</id><published>2008-07-29T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:11:13.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT LADY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI7QoffPHkI/AAAAAAAAADA/JnVlW0QLT3s/s1600-h/photo-773197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI7QoffPHkI/AAAAAAAAADA/JnVlW0QLT3s/s320/photo-773197.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228345611489582658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m sure I&amp;#39;ve mentioned to a lot of you atleast once about my crazy  &lt;br&gt;neighbor. She has one cat but feeds the entire neighbor hood so  &lt;br&gt;whenever we come home late there&amp;#39;s always atleast 3 cats on our stairs  &lt;br&gt;that dart down those steps once you start walking up those steps.&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#39;s only one of our worries concerning her. She used to have a  &lt;br&gt;crazy boyfriend who was 10 years younger than her. He was very abusive  &lt;br&gt;to her and I&amp;#39;ve had to call the cops on him twice because of her  &lt;br&gt;screaming help. Not fun. That was until he got jumped over winter  &lt;br&gt;break last year and then never really came back.&lt;p&gt;But despite all the weird things about her life she is also a very  &lt;br&gt;nice lady. She loves to leave us gifts when she cleans out her  &lt;br&gt;apartment. She&amp;#39;s left us crackers before. And the day after her boy  &lt;br&gt;was jumped we found beers outside our front door. Tonight I got light  &lt;br&gt;bulbs. How very nice of her. I&amp;#39;ll have to thank her tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-6514993155685966988?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/6514993155685966988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=6514993155685966988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6514993155685966988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6514993155685966988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/cat-lady.html' title='CAT LADY'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI7QoffPHkI/AAAAAAAAADA/JnVlW0QLT3s/s72-c/photo-773197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-5981648665903401558</id><published>2008-07-28T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:23:13.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICE CREAM SUNDAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;After work Monica and I ventured off to the Cousin Candy Shop to buy some candy, but we ended up at the ice cream shop down the road. I decided to get a sundae and this is what I ended up with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI5saQf8FwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Uslu7ymqhBI/s1600-h/photo-717075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI5saQf8FwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Uslu7ymqhBI/s320/photo-717075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228235415785051906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;I definitely ditched the whipped cream and still only ate like 4 bites of my ice cream. The cone wasn't crunchy so I wasn't feeling it at all anymore. Next time i'll stick to one scoop of ice cream in a cone. Time to do laundry and start my book. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-5981648665903401558?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/5981648665903401558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=5981648665903401558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5981648665903401558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5981648665903401558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/ice-cream-sundae.html' title='ICE CREAM SUNDAE'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI5saQf8FwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Uslu7ymqhBI/s72-c/photo-717075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-244142038166836509</id><published>2008-07-27T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:26:48.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THUMBS UP</title><content type='html'>So my mom definitely rocks. She just paid for half of my flight to  &lt;br&gt;Vegas for this weekend. I get to see my friends from home finally  &lt;br&gt;after atleast 6 months. I&amp;#39;m stoked.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-244142038166836509?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/244142038166836509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=244142038166836509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/244142038166836509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/244142038166836509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/thumbs-up.html' title='THUMBS UP'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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-6726447491146342749.post-6346238518578475443</id><published>2008-07-27T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:51:31.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY NIGHT AT BORDERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;After finding out the name of the book Matt's mom read I immediately looked to see if it was available at my school library. It was checked out til the 8th and there was already one hold on it, so for the past few days I've been contemplating just buying the book. Finally today at work I decided to buy it when I got off work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I get to borders and to my surprise there's a bunch of people there on a Sunday night at 8:30 I assume it's got something to do with comicon people. As I approach the crowd I notice they are all wearing harry potter clothing and a guy surrounded by the crowd. I take a picture assuming it's some famous guy. I notice a few sporting &lt;a href="http://mugglenet.com/"&gt;mugglenet.com&lt;/a&gt; stickers. And I look it up finding out it's people from Mugglecast and Pottercast which I believe are podcasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI1cR2dd3nI/AAAAAAAAACw/guXiPD0V5Vk/s1600-h/photo-750984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI1cR2dd3nI/AAAAAAAAACw/guXiPD0V5Vk/s320/photo-750984.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227936204193652338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guy from Muggle.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyways I go on walking around the store and I get lost and entrances by the many book covers I pass. Yes, I judge a book by it's cover. I don't read enough to know what style of book I like. Eventually I remember that I already had a book in mind and find the last copy of The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls. I'll probably start it tomorrow but I can't lie I'm super excited to start and finish the book.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-6346238518578475443?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/6346238518578475443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=6346238518578475443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6346238518578475443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6346238518578475443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-night-at-borders.html' title='SUNDAY NIGHT AT BORDERS'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SI1cR2dd3nI/AAAAAAAAACw/guXiPD0V5Vk/s72-c/photo-750984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-6371798469990021749</id><published>2008-07-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:22:18.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES FROM STEPHENS BDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The night started out at the frat house with his bros. He shotgunned some beers. Took some shots. Basically waited until Midnight to roll around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvhrsKc13I/AAAAAAAAACA/DUQlnbwpaN8/s1600-h/IMG_3552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvhrsKc13I/AAAAAAAAACA/DUQlnbwpaN8/s320/IMG_3552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227519933199210354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing their frat song to Stephen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvjklkjyXI/AAAAAAAAACI/AB8f7VyAhd8/s1600-h/IMG_3556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvjklkjyXI/AAAAAAAAACI/AB8f7VyAhd8/s320/IMG_3556.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227522010193840498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stephen &amp;amp; I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At midnight we proceeded to go to Effins, which is the local dive bar around my school. It's San Diego State tradition to go here at the stroke of midnight when you turn 21. Then your friends just buy you drinks and get you hammered.  I chose to bless Stephen with the shot and killed me on my birthday. I could've went worse but I decided to be nice. Haaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvkWJ1xPcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oCcY74PZHY4/s1600-h/IMG_3569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvkWJ1xPcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oCcY74PZHY4/s320/IMG_3569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227522861743291842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got him the 3 Wise Men. This is him saying screw you Lindsey. He had been trying to avoid my shot all night long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl8rOYo4I/AAAAAAAAACY/Ij2_tQXEeeY/s1600-h/IMG_3570.JPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl8rOYo4I/AAAAAAAAACY/Ij2_tQXEeeY/s320/IMG_3570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227524623051563906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl87drYQI/AAAAAAAAACg/-YayTPiBErA/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl87drYQI/AAAAAAAAACg/-YayTPiBErA/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227524627410673922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl9a4C1bI/AAAAAAAAACo/lVKte0MPc5o/s1600-h/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvl9a4C1bI/AAAAAAAAACo/lVKte0MPc5o/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227524635842762162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's basically his reaction to my shot. It consists of Jack Daniels, Jim Bean, and Jose Cuervo. It goes down pretty smoothly, however it kicks you in the end and the taste stays in your mouth forever. Yumm. That was my treat to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Update later with picture from Universal in Hillcrest for a fundraiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-6371798469990021749?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/6371798469990021749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=6371798469990021749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6371798469990021749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6371798469990021749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-from-stephens-bday.html' title='PICTURES FROM STEPHENS BDAY'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIvhrsKc13I/AAAAAAAAACA/DUQlnbwpaN8/s72-c/IMG_3552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-1987828545962776165</id><published>2008-07-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:35:08.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STEPHEN MITCHELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIi9TBqyRwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bGVmMyTBEHc/s1600-h/photo-708029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIi9TBqyRwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bGVmMyTBEHc/s320/photo-708029.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226635502126515970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy birthday!! Words cannot express how happy I am that he is  &lt;br&gt;finally 21. I definitely have my partner in crime by my side again. I  &lt;br&gt;helped him celebrate with a 3 wise men shot, which he tried to avoid  &lt;br&gt;all night. Hahaha his face was definitely like mine when I took it.  &lt;br&gt;Will update later with the pictures from last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-1987828545962776165?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/1987828545962776165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=1987828545962776165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1987828545962776165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/1987828545962776165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/stephen-mitchell.html' title='STEPHEN MITCHELL'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIi9TBqyRwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bGVmMyTBEHc/s72-c/photo-708029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-5951922410287095237</id><published>2008-07-23T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:22:25.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S THAT TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIfLQTyPbKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ir3W_y571BI/s1600-h/photo-745957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIfLQTyPbKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ir3W_y571BI/s320/photo-745957.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226369373636095138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After a week and a half of drinking practically everyday it was  &lt;br&gt;definitely time to go back to my normal gym routine. However with a  &lt;br&gt;test this morning at 8 my trip to the gym illprepared.&lt;p&gt;First of all I forgot my own water bottle.  I hate having to walk back  &lt;br&gt;and forth between my workout to get water. It&amp;#39;s such a hassle. Plus  &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m not a big fan of the taste of the water at the gym.&lt;p&gt;Secondly I forgot to put the running podcast on here, which I have  &lt;br&gt;become a big fan of lately because it really does make you run faster.  &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been wanting to try it on a run outdoors. Anyways, due to the  &lt;br&gt;lack of music my motivation was low and my run on the damn treadmill  &lt;br&gt;was cut short.&lt;p&gt;So all in all, I was quite dissapointed in my workout attempt. Better  &lt;br&gt;luck tomorrow. With all the drinking being done tonight and this  &lt;br&gt;weekend for stephen&amp;#39;s birthday and next weekend in vegas. Eek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-5951922410287095237?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/5951922410287095237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=5951922410287095237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5951922410287095237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/5951922410287095237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-that-time.html' title='IT&apos;S THAT TIME'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIfLQTyPbKI/AAAAAAAAABw/ir3W_y571BI/s72-c/photo-745957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-6287534158566243192</id><published>2008-07-23T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:23:38.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADES ARE IN!!</title><content type='html'>So after a long week of waiting for my last grade to come in...it finally has been posted. And I am thoroughly surprised and happy with the grades I received. Let me break it down for you.&lt;div&gt;ENS 305: B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abnormal Psychology: B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RWS 305: A- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was basically MIA from the world for those 7 weeks and I was still surprised with what I walked away with. My classes weren't particularly the easiest classes, however they weren't extremely demanding. Just throw work into the mix and my stress level went up the wall. But this is only because I am definitely one of those people that like plans out their day ahead of time in their head. I kind of figure out how long this and that will take and just watching the hours diminish in my head makes me stressed because I know all of my tasks will probably take longer than planned. Also the fact that each day, there's always a curve ball thrown at you that just throws everything off balance and I can't handle that. There just aren't enough hours in the day to do all the things I wanted to do mainly because the reading requirements for each class were out the window. Each teacher swore that all of us students weren't crazy enough to take 3 classes in one summer session. So for 7 weeks I always had a book attached to my hand. But the times have changed. More time for fun, yet not enough time to make it to the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I would love to mention how much I love my iPhone. Today I was able to register for my classes from the comfort of my own hostess stand at work. I no longer have to rely on other to do it for me if I'm unable to be at the computer. I was really stoked about it today. Aaah technology! You never cease to amaze me. Plus, I discovered ATT wifi at my work. GOLDEN! However, it was kind of lagging when I tried to use it so I relied upon the wonders of the 3G network. The easiness of the iPhone and its accessibility just makes it literally like a labtop in the palm of my hands. I'm not going to lie, when I'm at home and want to go on the internet I will grab my phone before I go on my labtop. A very well spent $300 in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And still I'm interested in picking up some reading now that I have more free time. Anyone want to offer up some suggestions? I don't read enough to know what kind of reading I like, so I'm up for anything. Hit me with your best shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-6287534158566243192?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/6287534158566243192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=6287534158566243192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6287534158566243192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/6287534158566243192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/grades-are-in.html' title='GRADES ARE IN!!'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</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-6726447491146342749.post-4580818183061759411</id><published>2008-07-19T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:24:01.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jolly Boy Saloon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>JOLLY BOY SALOON &amp; RESTAURANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIKVKDV8RxI/AAAAAAAAABk/22MPzgKm76o/s1600-h/photo-716324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIKVKDV8RxI/AAAAAAAAABk/22MPzgKm76o/s320/photo-716324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902517631764242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    This is the view of the patio at my work. It's a beautiful patio that  I would love to have in my future home. I especially love the vines  that are supposed to climb up and over the patio, but no one trains  them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But it's not the patio that keeps me coming back to work every week.  And everyone knows that it's not the uniforms. It's definitely my coworkers that make the environment so enjoyable.  What's a day with out the server David telling me that I'm late and  making fun of each other. Or without our chefs New York accent talking  out the side of his mouth. What about my GM asking me tons of  questions about the special of the day? Or Enrique telling the  customers we have free water? Or my favorite...getting off work and  Adrienne asking where we are going for happy hour that day. It is definitely a really fun place to work at and I get along with  everyone. If it weren't for my coworkers and the ambiance they help  create at work I wouldn't have stayed so long...plus I get to pick up  some Spanish here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The only other real big downfall of the restaurant in my opinion is how touristy the area is especially the location of the restaurant. One  day things will be dead the next it could be only a Tuesday and it  could be popping all day. Another downfall is that I wish we had more Mexican food. However I have become quite fond of the variety of our  menu because it is a really good selling point for groups who have  picky eaters. I have yet to try our seafood dishes besides the mahi  tacos, but everyone I ask say they love the food. So check out my  restaurant sometime. If you can't find anything you like on the menu I'm sure our  chef has cooked up something delicious for our special of the day..trust me I sample it every time! Lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-4580818183061759411?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/4580818183061759411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=4580818183061759411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/4580818183061759411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/4580818183061759411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/jolly-boy-saloon-and-restaurant.html' title='JOLLY BOY SALOON &amp; RESTAURANT'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIKVKDV8RxI/AAAAAAAAABk/22MPzgKm76o/s72-c/photo-716324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-7836883112919434716</id><published>2008-07-18T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:24:12.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrienne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O&apos; Hungrys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stella Artois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego Avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Town Saloon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny'/><title type='text'>OLD TOWN SALOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIE7RAOhwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/sBfFeQYefrk/s1600-h/photo-768311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIE7RAOhwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/sBfFeQYefrk/s320/photo-768311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224522206031233778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At the local bar down the street from work enjoying a Stella Artois with Adrienne. I'm rewarding myself from a long week of school and work. The flower guy that comes into our work definitely almost tried to offer us flowers and then recognized us from work. Haha. That's great. Only I would simply get enjoyment out of something so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIFbWq9BYyI/AAAAAAAAABc/QKBSen-E1P4/s1600-h/photo-782744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIFbWq9BYyI/AAAAAAAAABc/QKBSen-E1P4/s320/photo-782744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224557487771968290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Just ran into our managers at O' Hungrys. We definitely didn't plan this one. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-7836883112919434716?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/7836883112919434716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=7836883112919434716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/7836883112919434716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/7836883112919434716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-hungrys.html' title='OLD TOWN SALOON'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIE7RAOhwvI/AAAAAAAAABU/sBfFeQYefrk/s72-c/photo-768311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-3682900685649322383</id><published>2008-07-18T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:24:35.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENS 305'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evaluation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SDSU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Measurement'/><title type='text'>SUMMER SCHOOL SESSION 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIDWTZtPfpI/AAAAAAAAABM/emHufMwcwjQ/s1600-h/photo-721942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIDWTZtPfpI/AAAAAAAAABM/emHufMwcwjQ/s320/photo-721942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224411196556279442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Summer is half way gone and I'm still taking classes. the class this session is only at 8 am though  I must admit it's harder to make it to class and actually to tend to the homework because school  isn't taking as much time in my day as it did first session. However I'm  managing my time very well so far. Still no time for the beach though  with work right after class...it looks like I'll be spending this  summer not tan at all. But its all going to be worth it as seeing this will be  my last year at San Diego State University. And then i have a whole  year to explore and study for the GRE and apply to grad schools. I'm really scared, but at the same time really excited to see what is in store for me. Although I do miss Matt in my life, at the same time I do realize that I have a whole life ahead of me. I did the best I could do to make him happy. I honestly have no regrets about it because I was all about it, but it just didn't work out. Anyways, I promise a more interesting post next. I just wanted to see if I could  add text to this thing while on my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-3682900685649322383?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/3682900685649322383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=3682900685649322383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/3682900685649322383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/3682900685649322383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-school-session-2.html' title='SUMMER SCHOOL SESSION 2'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIDWTZtPfpI/AAAAAAAAABM/emHufMwcwjQ/s72-c/photo-721942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726447491146342749.post-3798029741381563312</id><published>2008-07-18T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:24:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEST POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIBSf6OtsDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BXH43AzfpY0/s1600-h/photo-779302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIBSf6OtsDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BXH43AzfpY0/s320/photo-779302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224266275910168626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726447491146342749-3798029741381563312?l=lfon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/feeds/3798029741381563312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726447491146342749&amp;postID=3798029741381563312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/3798029741381563312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726447491146342749/posts/default/3798029741381563312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lfon.blogspot.com/2008/07/test-post.html' title='TEST POST'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01063578694336149017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBYZLwvuUgU/SIBSf6OtsDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BXH43AzfpY0/s72-c/photo-779302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
