<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 28 Aug 2024 10:17:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Holidays/Vacations</category><category>Parenting</category><category>Rant Away</category><category>Mikeaholic</category><category>Adventure Time</category><category>Celebrity Gossip</category><category>Napkin Wars</category><category>Random Blurbs</category><category>Social Media</category><category>YouTube</category><title>Casualium</title><description></description><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-9104077738273334386</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2010 16:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-06T11:04:53.170-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays/Vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant Away</category><title>December: A Time For Love &amp; Bad Decisions</title><atom:summary type="text">December is here! That means for the next little while, I will be Christmas happy. Not just the joyous type, but the &quot;buy everything that has to do with Christmas in Wal-Mart&quot; type of happy. I don&#39;t think I have ever been this happy. It&#39;s most likely due to the fact that Mike is now in our lives, and thiungs are going great in that department.

Except for the fact that he shaved off his beard. He</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-time-for-love-bad-decisions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-21615417811601489</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2010 09:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-11T03:29:49.724-06:00</atom:updated><title>Montreal vs. Canucks - I Win, You Lose</title><atom:summary type="text">I know this is old news, but for heaven&#39;s sake, I must rub it in Mike&#39;s face as much as possible. I should have been reading his blog, so I could make a wicked bet with him, but having never-ending bragging rights are just as good.

</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/11/montreal-vs-canucks-i-win-you-lose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUzQUHweWzPfH5UgtDHYTr5hyirkWZW_gD2SgSaR1M_7Yn1ONLSYjeNsnk_hZSbXyKuEp6ykMmBOgeMp-Z0hVZc5ilvBRZyKSEnA1U5rVNgvgXTb36PhsQGfGW-OvYioacAVjp0TumHkM/s72-c/CancuksSuck.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-262585557243045809</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2010 08:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-11T02:56:35.336-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays/Vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>Goodnight, Keep Your Mouth Closed While You Sleep...</title><atom:summary type="text">The apartment is finally clean...kind of. Mike helped, which I am super thankful for, because I really didn&#39;t know where to start. It was a MESS. So messy in fact, we hadn&#39;t noticed that for a couple days, Camryn has been throwing her apple cores under the entertainment unit. Surprise to Mike, not to me.

What did surprise me though is that she broke a couple of Mike&#39;s Christmas ornaments from </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/11/goodnight-keep-your-mouth-closed-while.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-3922137003548353340</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T09:31:12.801-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays/Vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant Away</category><title>Holiday Rape Is A Serious Condition</title><atom:summary type="text">To all those who had a wonderful Halloween, I congratulate you. You were not caught up in the stressful rage &quot;some&quot; people get caught up in on holidays. By &quot;some&quot;, I mean my mother.

Yep, I am going to be honest and say that she ruined my mood Halloween night, and yes, I am stubborn, so I am going to bitch her out over the Internet about it because I know she&#39;ll never read it...I&#39;m such a pussy.
</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/11/holiday-rape-is-serious-condition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-3215288777894899792</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2010 17:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-25T12:25:09.375-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>Spanking A Child vs Letting Them Run Wild</title><atom:summary type="text">
In my five years of being a parent, I have taken three, THREE family studies classes. In every class we, at some point, discussed the various ways of punishment for a child. In EVERY case, we were given alternatives to spanking, and spanking was considered ABUSE.

Well, let me tell you something. My grandma got a ruler over her ass. My mom got whipped with a belt. I got spanked.

In every case, </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/spanking-child-vs-letting-them-run-wild.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZGMkA0X0CDIHxIXFpEXTyWfvWKNlqh6nJb33h4TT3nDfgtMoqv_p2yIDf0YF6TUbWPE5ijpLtvXuF5RQv_FSvHEgJs4suQT9dsKnUOQdyIETKrp6rYvxSRPwFKcGmeyoOcBfn7s9siDw/s72-c/spanking.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-8933997046401863514</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2010 14:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-25T09:19:25.401-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adventure Time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mikeaholic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>Mom Knows We Do It</title><atom:summary type="text">Ok, so I know I said I would probably record the crabfest on my phone, but my phone was dead. Either way, I figured I should let you all know I won the crabfest, and I probably ate more than Mike did in general. He started off with three plates of food, with a mixture of beef and crab and mussels and whatever else he had on there. I started out with one plate, crab legs and breaded shrimp. (Which</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/mom-knows-we-do-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-2629744763825576468</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-22T13:25:32.273-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adventure Time</category><title>All You Can Eat, Meet Prepare To Go Bankrupt!</title><atom:summary type="text">

My Mascot &quot;Freddie&quot;
Mike and I will be attending a Canad Inns specialty, the all you can eat seafood buffet tonight! I&#39;m very excited, because my favorite thing in the world are crabs legs, but we all know how expensive those fucks can be. So, when I get the chance to eat as much of it as I want, I do. I usually get cut off around my 14th or 15th plate though. I want to see if I can break that </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-you-can-eat-meet-prepare-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqoHF6RX3kbKeJyRDQzzEIz5j_0VPa1ajPYbkTX_dOfc5LCDnkYLoy8SXdFwSmHFDdr0fZjYUgUSlaHZez0BfkqF7SqtKU-Z6F9eIq8jtuCsBmbGSYraRpftJLWiVMHBdvUEZx1sAD_Fw/s72-c/IMG00046-20101020-2234.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-9175136242696778375</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-22T00:19:54.977-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">YouTube</category><title>My First Youtube Video, Ever.</title><atom:summary type="text">I only make two appearances I believe, but it&#39;s funny as hell. Mike had no clue I was recording him tonight. Check out the video below, or you can always visit my Youtube channel, here.

</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-first-youtube-video-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-8843883595663846122</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-21T13:14:43.615-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mikeaholic</category><title>The Perfect Wrestling Face</title><atom:summary type="text">My life seems to be getting more and more interesting as the day goes on, because this is my second post today. Always thought I was a &quot;one post per day&quot; kinda gal. Actually, it&#39;s not even about today, it&#39;s about last night when I started up my webcam...



You should be a wrestler Mike, look at that face!
This is a result of me having a webcam...things get pretty out of control, but in a fun way</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/perfect-wrestling-face.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOG305fzpOnZBu53Ao0Dk_ZzkvoTzdKB3263DwtJPnB61lUudtMT7WRSk9RRLgm_Ng7YY1WnGIeXuLKs0JbzD1AO2SjxNGSTIR36vUoC2n01BDwDbJ8AU31S-oLQSZXYyPUPzRbmWPmjs/s72-c/hgtfgtdrftrf.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-323771864008100490</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 14:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-21T12:56:36.573-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Celebrity Gossip</category><title>Long Time Friends Now Lovers?</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s official, in a Superstore release today, it was plain to see that Mr. Ben and Ms. Jamima are officially together. &amp;nbsp;We all knew it was a matter of time before Mr. Ben gave up some of his rice in order to be with Ms. Jemima. In a statement provided by Ms. Jemima late last night, she says:

&quot;Mr. Ben&#39;s rice is too delicious for me to resist. Everyone has been speculating for years, but I </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-time-friends-now-lovers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDFCIssg7dViVWBDRelAquFlT0PgW8uzBKeWt1_yyfruJwuNcT32Q3H6BOI4KZ99y2DqD8DuuXd_490yaxt8OLKQBNGrlvsjAZcKp8JPLwy-cTbV4O0HcBJiNkLk6487eWCQyhodCfko/s72-c/IMG00045-20101020-2230.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-7273557429625946945</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T19:27:43.367-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Social Media</category><title>My Top 5 Social Media Websites</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m in love with social media. I guess that sort of links me to wanting to enter into a Creative Communications field now, doesn&#39;t it? There are SO many social media websites out there, but this is a list of the five websites I find to be most useful.
1.&amp;nbsp;Twitter&amp;nbsp;- Twitter has blown up ever since it&#39;s launch, reportedly growing on average&amp;nbsp;1.382% every year, registering a total of </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-top-5-social-media-websites.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-8248183201239134745</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 17:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T13:04:21.489-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>I Feel Like A Bad Mom</title><atom:summary type="text">Remember back in the day, when you looked at your mom or dad as if they were a superhero? My mom balanced a full time job, swimming lessons, housework, dinners, laundry, taking pictures, and she did everything so perfectly. Almost as if it were effortless (even though now I know it wasn&#39;t.)

So why can&#39;t I? This morning, I dropped Camryn off at kindergarten, but was late picking her up...again. </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-feel-like-bad-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-6213560570117681590</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-19T19:38:16.386-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays/Vacations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mikeaholic</category><title>So Many Costume Choices...So Little Time</title><atom:summary type="text">Well, yesterday was Mike and I&#39;s one month &quot;anniversary&quot;. To be honest, it feels like I have known him forever. I suppose that&#39;s a good thing isn&#39;t it? Anyways, we had a wonderful evening together. Filled with body massages and monopoly...and a couple other things, but I won&#39;t bore you with those details...

Currently he&#39;s up 4-2 for monopoly wins. Good for him for not cheating (as far as I know)</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-many-choices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwH_LRfUhrAZB_zC1JGQrRuhvgmRiCVyEHaaCKRAE0WLILdDMwvHXAJlUCu8hkyuq3shQX3CN3PTvFacQTD9kx70QmYJ4SUdd3M9GsVvMiEa5sg26C1yZCscH0ftczbmKNA-Iuh08hXpg/s72-c/Don-and-Betty-Draper.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-6185088479690735930</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Oct 2010 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-18T09:11:51.974-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant Away</category><title>Haunted House Massacre</title><atom:summary type="text">Last night was my night off, meaning that I had someone willing to take care of Camryn through the night and I was going to go out with Mike, have a good time and well, here&#39;s what happened...

Plan #1
Our first plan of the night was to have a bonfire with Mike&#39;s friends, but we quickly realized they were douchebags. We gave them a week and a half&#39;s notice of these plans, and they strung us along</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/haunted-house-massacre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-1023635414488134386</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-15T15:57:22.025-05:00</atom:updated><title>How To Catch Your Boyfriend Cheating At Monopoly</title><atom:summary type="text">Last night was yet another rousing night of Monopoly with Mike. He&#39;s the most fun person to play Monopoly with, except for the fact that the motherfucker cheats! How do I know this? Well, he was pretty sneaky. Luckily, he found himself a smart girl. First, I will start off by listing how you can be a nark at monopoly, just like me.

How To Catch Your Boyfriend Cheating At Monopoly
ALWAYS be the </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-to-catch-your-boyfriend-cheating-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4uGyOv62Bsri2pZabKZieg8Y9ZR53h4RUUMCq32F0FXseiux9tGHTrPxxJfbp7g8N03DjClPLCQG8pvWFDxbLdfRSKzSBCWV8rgCz-mx1wF1TIe24eejGWuVYioPaFNWVDUFHq5YRbHw/s72-c/IMG00037-20101015-0017.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-630595801207268704</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 15:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-14T10:28:13.265-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>I&#39;m A Teen Mom Too...</title><atom:summary type="text">I finally finished the last season of Teen Mom. (MTV) I guess that show appeals to me because of the fact that I went through most of the things these girls are going through right now. It&#39;s a little weird to be honest. I am so thankful that my situation ended up working out in my favor. Camryn&#39;s dad wasn&#39;t a good influence on her, and would have broken her heart more than a dozen times.

This is</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-teen-mom-too.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-2809013869481241834</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2010 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-18T18:53:20.667-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mikeaholic</category><title>The Fake Chicagian - How I Met Mike</title><atom:summary type="text">

It was a somewhat warm late summer&#39;s day. Amanda and I were getting ready at her gay cousin&#39;s house for a party on a boat. Earlier that day we went shopping at the grand Value Village because we apparently needed nautical wear, (which she hesitated to tell me until we got to Value Village.) I wanted to go as a pirate, thinking I would get all the booty if I did, but apparently that wasn&#39;t &quot;</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/fake-chicagian-how-i-met-mike.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJSPDIdUqfmVnvUlvHH0f4NaHlt3byv1Aic1mHC36UEYPcEGb-1WJEwvzrb1820OyLY13QxDv-tHar6voLluwUX-xkttDVX-VzlP2-bDRHLmBzZhWHnj6C6eKwoKgi4G-0nQ7X_cV8Lo/s72-c/6120_239756745502_611180502_8052210_2967013_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-4519157617635293796</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2010 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-13T14:32:24.312-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Napkin Wars</category><title>Canadiens vs. Canucks</title><atom:summary type="text">The other night, Mike and I went to Boston Pizza for a little hockey and football action, and we ended up creating the first of many napkin stories. This story happens to be about hockey and our rival teams. I am obviously a Montreal fan (because i&#39;m pretty), and while Mike is also pretty, he&#39;s just not a Montreal fan.&amp;nbsp;

Would you like to see them? Yes, I am sure you&#39;d love that.


As you </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/canadiens-vs-canucks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8YGtXlSN58O33jNsL7Pi9_G9zjsII_Y9YljC_j9atOVwzKWHvZR5RV7Rvc9CkzMH9SomXbY4GRkQGc0vRm6SPpmpvBRl7zDAaNzfNps8GYZjNBYIg1XHOInV3-rvbGwXC6FGyUFx2nE/s72-c/IMG00031-20101013-0924.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-4753322644860075326</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 19:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-14T10:27:13.192-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant Away</category><title>Best Friends Should Be Best Friends</title><atom:summary type="text">I have had one best girlfriend since I was five years old. Her name is Jen, and she rocks as a best friend. She&#39;s more or less the ultimate best friend. Now, the reason for this is because girls are mostly stupid, or inconsiderate. They&#39;ll stab you in the back any chance they get and they&#39;ll play mind games with you until your head implodes.

(Keep in mind imploding is way worse than exploding.)
</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends-should-be-best-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-7417902111516700956</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2010 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-12T08:52:54.804-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thanksgiving Feast &amp; Happy Endings (Part 2)</title><atom:summary type="text">Well, we ended up going to Mike&#39;s aunt&#39;s house for Thanksgiving dinner. I still can&#39;t get over how inviting and warm they all are. It started out with hugs and handshakes, and once we sat down...it felt normal. Normal as in, I felt like I belonged there, as if I was a part of the family. The dinner was delicious, and afterwards we ended up playing two games I have never heard of, but ended up </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanksgiving-feast-happy-endings-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-2674163576037596136</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Oct 2010 18:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-10T04:04:40.364-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays/Vacations</category><title>Thanksgiving Feast &amp; Unwanted Surprises</title><atom:summary type="text">Happy Thanksgiving to all, whether you have already consumed your turkey yet, or not. Personally, my pants have been unbuttoned since tonight&#39;s dinner. I ended up spending my Thanksgiving at my mother&#39;s house, with yet another Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow at Magnum&#39;s aunt&#39;s house.

10 Things I am Thankful For:
Good Health
Family
Friends
Magnum (Who pretty much is family.)
Free Samples
Internet (</atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanksgiving-feast-unwanted-surprises.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-2505028563735949612</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2010 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-10T04:03:32.657-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random Blurbs</category><title>Attention All Women!</title><atom:summary type="text">All I hear is that women shouldn&#39;t burp, beltch, fart, toot or not shave  their legs for months at a time so they look like sasquatch. However, a  friend of mine asked why it&#39;s so hard to find girls like me. Me? I  burp, beltch, fart on people and moon cars as they drive past me walking  on the sidewalk sometimes for fun.

So, my question to you ladies is...why the fuck would you want to be  </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/attention-all-women.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Ci8p0DMhp6FfXJZMwaAm8JC4i6yykGAs2nTjZdzh8tVKafhaJuD2gnIKQwFqrw6Afq_asV7AL9ExopBShPTOLf09ZOlqsKGVkZVsm9jcTUf6iJQcaNTKlpS8g-1GwszsrHciVOCdhiQ/s72-c/fart_southpark1.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-924534872953737735</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2010 08:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-10T04:09:19.481-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Adventure Time</category><title>The Mysterious Metal Buck</title><atom:summary type="text">So, I ended up meeting someone...a man. His name is Magnum (nickname for obvious reasons), he&#39;s really  pretty. Anywhoo, we ended up going to my mothers for a quick visit.  Needless to say, we fed him and let him play Wii, so he stayed a while.  Thirteen hours is awhile right? Well, after he beat my mother...(at Wii  you horrible people) we ended up going for a walk in my hometown place.  We </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/mysterious-metal-buck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz6GKdavlHDM1JpO9mmyIbCnbvB6-9fipg55-rPs11JZ41aov0qtolMpHz8NF4tR3aTq1X_RHPmMrXSxoVtu_bYDYLdGK9cj00HBdTmupoWdnSePGs9AyVrvpLXxqRVselQgEWLW0ASQ0/s72-c/60788_150511964986845_100000841273852_234932_4469756_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7008622949913026249.post-6785646626310443813</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-10T04:02:45.535-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant Away</category><title>I Purposely Ingest Germs On A Daily Basis</title><atom:summary type="text">I went to the grocery store this  morning…which is kind of stupid, I  should go later at night when all the  old, slow people are in bed and  not clogging up the isles like a bad  taco salad in your colon.

In our local grocery store, there are sanitary wipes. I don’t use  them,  and I will never use them. However, some people feel the need to   lecture me about it, and surprisingly it’s not the </atom:summary><link>http://casualium.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-purposely-ingest-germs-on-daily-basis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Alicia Labossiere)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>