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yankovik</category><category>wonderfulness</category><category>yarn</category><category>क़ुएस्तिओन्स् एंड अन्स्वेर्स</category><title>I Think</title><description>Therefore I am&#xa;..or some such nonsense</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3236072276146611916</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-15T16:42:43.977-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Hoping Your weekend was peaceful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002c30z/&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002c30z/&quot;&gt;&lt;img 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_fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002ewzf/s320x240&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002ewzf/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoping-your-weekend-was-peaceful-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-357411234534512567</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-10T22:21:54.408-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The wee one makes beats</category><title>*deep breaths*</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So, here it is, in all its officiality.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What I have been up to, or rather, creating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;405&quot;&gt;&lt;param 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href=&quot;http://criri.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;http://criri.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/08/deep-breaths.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7227462688182171020</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Jun 2010 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-12T10:09:41.438-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a id=&quot;link_2&quot; href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002bgsx/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0002bgsx/s320x240&quot; style=&quot;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is my friends kid, Nathan, who is a pretty cool beans 7 month old. WITH  RED HAIR. I would pay money for a red headed kid. Excuse the crazy face.  Its pretty much impossible to look normal around a baby. Who was  teething but still delightful :D Also my forehead is looking pretty  large and in charge there. He was extraordinarily puzzled by the whole  webcam looking at himself thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing,&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning  tv is literally TERRIBLE, worse than when it was Super Mighty Power  Rangers everything. There is a new TMNT where I swear one crap assy  voice over guy does all the voices and someone actually said &quot;What the  SHELL&quot; ?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing for realz now.&lt;br /&gt;You all know Puss  In Boots from Shrek right?&lt;br /&gt;WELL. That name is a MOVIE from the 80s  with...(wait for it)&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTOPHER WALKEN!!&lt;br /&gt;Who plays a cat that  turns into a human when he puts on MAGICAL BOOTS. I am&lt;a id=&quot;link_3&quot; href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMxPCTebMzI&quot;&gt; not making this up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMxPCTebMzI&quot;&gt;  !!!&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-my-friends-kid-nathan-who-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-79427025992696850</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-28T02:16:00.397-04:00</atom:updated><title>FOUR</title><description>Four days in a row of working out!&lt;br /&gt;I had to dig really deep today  though. I woke up feeling very weak and sick in my head. I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;don&#39;t know how to explain it but just sick feeling  pressure, in my head. But I did do it. I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;really  didn&#39;t want to skip this day, because I&#39;m afraid of it snowballing.&lt;br /&gt;But!  Anyways. I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;did it. SO! Now i really wish I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had some good dark chocolate, but I do not :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll  have to settle for some thumbs up ^.^&lt;br /&gt;(albeit deformed looking  thumbs up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/000253qa/&quot; href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/000253qa/&quot;&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/000253qa/s320x240&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/000253qa/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;301&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/04/four.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7832978134312356673</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2010 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T21:15:19.178-04:00</atom:updated><title>BONED</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; padding: 3px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/4556566986/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/4556566986_b938f1f1a4.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: solid 2px #000000;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/4556566986/&quot;&gt;BONED&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/&quot;&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day three of my workout regime and I am BONED people. NO MORE. gah &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/04/boned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/4556566986_b938f1f1a4_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-133263168955039470</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 01:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-25T21:46:18.643-04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I&#39;ve been gone for forever it seems and this whole writing on the  internet has never felt so awkward. I have to admit the past three  months have been hell and a complete regression, and I am now back to  square one. Because I couldn&#39;t afford to do a test that checked my  hormone levels, I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had to go off the  Progesterone. This has been since February. It has been worse than bad.  Long story short. I am back on the Progesterone again. Started last  night. I&#39;ve started physio to strengthen my muscles again, and now that  I&#39;m feeling stronger I&#39;ve &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just started doing  some workouts at home. (Slim in 6 yo) Which I really like. It kicks my  ass, and reminds me I am indeed in the worst shape I&#39;ve ever been in.  But I&#39;m done being sad about it, and just doing it. I don&#39;t want another  year of being sick and bed ridden. I&#39;m terrified I would never make it  back from that. So I can honestly say, I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;am  being extremely proactive and actually working hard at this. I&#39;m trying  to let go of the guilt of what I&#39;ve put Taylor through.&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s just  glad I&#39;m working on getting better, and wants to move forward, and I am  following him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;appreciate  you all ^.^&lt;br /&gt;x o</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-been-gone-for-forever-it-seems-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6092612997346444760</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2010 01:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-24T21:29:41.591-04:00</atom:updated><title>Spring</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4549719194_d956718b00.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4549719194_d956718b00.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4549719194_d956718b00_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-2403301146278399051</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-06T13:14:51.556-05:00</atom:updated><title>Big Balls</title><description>OK. last night? was insane to the top degree! LIKE. OH MY GOSH GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE? I am soooo glad i made my dad come, it. was. hilariuos.&lt;br /&gt;First, he wore eyeliner.  Second, his Christian Fish dangly silver earrings. THIRD? He sang Big Balls by ACDC.&lt;br /&gt;KARAOKE! He&#39;d never sung Karaoke before. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/_W-fIn2QZgg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/_W-fIn2QZgg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dudes there were pissing themselves and singing along. It was like, I dunno man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, SECOND, but the best. My friend won first place! So she goes to the semi finals and won a voucher for a wedding dress of her choice! They were awesome!! her sister and our friend were her back up singers, and they sang Dancing In The Streets and Beat It. And our friend that sang with her, during Beat It, jumped on a chair while singing and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Holy Lord it was beyond hilarious. ahhhh. It was an awesome night. :D</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1177891206078936868</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Feb 2010 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-04T10:44:13.281-05:00</atom:updated><title>$#%@#@#$@@!!!!</title><description>OH MY GOD every picture i had taken with my camera since halloween has been corrupted and i cannot fix it, since they&#39;re not still on my camera. this REALLY SUCKS HARD. especially since most of them were of my niece at halloween and the holidays and her birthday and holy shit this is so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does this happen? they imported fine a couple weeks ago and then i go to edit them and it says the file is missing so its not actually the picture. except i cant FIX IT because i don&#39;t have them on my camera anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH *explodes*&lt;br /&gt;*is now dead*&lt;br /&gt;*this is cristy&#39;s ghost*&lt;br /&gt;*life sucks, and then you die*&lt;br /&gt;**and then your ghost comes back to keep blogging for you**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***SOB***</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-8878771250110318808</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 19:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-29T17:02:12.575-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Our place! Our Place! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I am still planning on doing a real full on proper video with pictures put in and everything, but my body feels like I was at a 24 hour rave, so that is just not happening today. But soon. I have pictures to edit all the way from the end of October. So I&#39;ll get cracking on that job soon. So until then. I give you the ruff version of our nest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; /&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9075015&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00adef&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&quot; /&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9075015&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=00adef&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/9075015&quot;&gt;Team Tasty Craylor H.Q.&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/user1040502&quot;&gt;Criri K.&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com&quot;&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Things I noticed from this video. My nose was more stuffed than I realized, and I really do drag my feet, alot.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-place-our-place-i-am-still-planning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-2108772783641733239</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-28T15:25:39.954-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Pictures and video taken today!&lt;br /&gt;will post them as soon as i find/borrow camera usb cord.&lt;br /&gt;probaly posting tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;-stop-</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-and-video-taken-today-will.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1016570051934010009</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-26T18:24:21.035-05:00</atom:updated><title>kablamm* appropriate sound effect*</title><description>my skull feels like its breaking open. my comfort is that at least it&#39;s not, for realz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t ask how im typing this. since my skull is broken open, i might as well let some wordz leak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bulk barn crazy with my mum. it was lots of fun. (this was all pre skull destruction) bought some fancy grain mixes called jade mix and ancient mix. they have lots of awesome rice and lentils and all sorts of cool treasures that i&#39;ll cook up into awesome deliciousness-ness. once the skull bashing is over with, totes obvs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged a ton of cheap epsom salts  &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(best pain killer!) and chili tvp for the veg chili i&#39;m somehow going to make for family dinner thursday. i&#39;m also making biscuits. have i mentioned im a cook from scratcher now? its a lot of fun. now all i need are the screaming kidlets. im barefoot always already. (i have seriously worn my birkenstock flip floppys all winter. to the out loud bewilder-ers amusement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&#39;m really hoping this crazy pain stays to just my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the dark icy depths for me loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chop suey cheer popsicles!</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/kablamm-appropriate-sound-effect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-4674671782333348561</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-26T12:39:15.428-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>withdrawal sucks &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;im going off a med my dr. wants me off, that wasn&#39;t really doing anything good. and i didn&#39;t like it either.&lt;br /&gt;i can expect a constant, severe, migraine/puking(really hoping for no puking) for the next 10 days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hoping not. im hoping to do fun things instead. but i can feel it getting worse already and today&#39;s only the first day.</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/withdrawal-sucks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-5703140481707044071</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-12T16:50:57.279-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>HI!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS CRACKALAKIN FOLKS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been ten million years and its a whole new decade and i have NOTHING TO SHARE. BECAUSE I STILL CANNOT FIND MY CAMERA CHARGER &gt;.&lt;  the cats are awesome possom. (and as i typed that, Phiren puked on our floor from eating his food too fast) I am SO happy they are back with us. Our place is AWESOME and gorgeous. I&#39;m so proud of myself for making it into a home. I&#39;m cooking again! Using the crockpot my mum bought us all the time, and LOTS of baking. Its fantastic. Things are good. I&#39;m starting to feel better, and our new years was verrrry interesting. it included a fantastic dinner cooked by moi, chillen with my parents, and then an apartment fire (not ours!) all before midnight. &lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m still reading you all!  Love and Light (and hopefully pictures soon)&lt;br /&gt; -cri-tree-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phiren hopped onto my lap as I was trying to get a HAPPY NEW YEAR picture, and was all like, &quot;Whatchu doin woman?&quot; So I grabbed him to add to the shot, but then he was all, &quot;This is major lame, I hate you&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/s320x240&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;286&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was all, I LOVE YOU PHIREN even though you puke on my floor. And HE was all, &quot;Ya, I guess I love you too. For now. Purr&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/&quot; href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/&quot;&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/s320x240&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. &lt;3</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-what-is-crackalakin-folks-it-has_05.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-5694359730964473688</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-05T20:31:22.354-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>HI!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS CRACKALAKIN FOLKS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been ten million years and its a whole new decade and i have NOTHING TO SHARE. BECAUSE I STILL CANNOT FIND MY CAMERA CHARGER &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cats are awesome possom. (and as i typed that, Phiren puked on our floor from eating his food too fast)&lt;br /&gt;I am SO happy they are back with us. Our place is AWESOME and gorgeous. I&#39;m so proud of myself for making it into a home. I&#39;m cooking again! Using the crockpot my mum bought us all the time, and LOTS of baking. Its fantastic. Things are good. I&#39;m starting to feel better, and our new years was verrrry interesting. it included a fantastic dinner cooked by moi, chillen with my parents, and then an apartment fire (not ours!) all before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m still reading you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light (and hopefully pictures soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cri-tree-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phiren hopped onto my lap as I was trying to get a HAPPY &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NEW &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YEAR picture, and was all like, &quot;Whatchu doin woman?&quot; So I grabbed him to add to the shot, but then he was all, &quot;This is major lame, I hate you&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/s320x240&quot; _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001ypps/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;286&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was all, I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOVE &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YOUR &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PHIREN even though you puke on my floor. And HE was all, &quot;Ya, I guess I &lt;span _fcktemp=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;love you too. For now. Purr&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/&quot; href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/&quot;&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/s320x240&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/ravensrogue/pic/0001zy1k/s320x240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. &lt;3</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-what-is-crackalakin-folks-it-has.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3896311236982307977</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T12:13:10.922-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>moving day :S&lt;br /&gt;feeling pukey!</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/moving-day-s-feeling-pukey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1583525012965847758</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-07T01:29:32.866-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Jeez, I know I was tired, but did I have to use so many exclamation marks? Excuse me while I go punch myself in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeez-i-know-i-was-tired-but-did-i-have.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7514444078568913198</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 04:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T23:44:13.461-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 06/11/09</category><title>Day6</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Shazzam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;25 minutes left!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Today was a busy day, the niecey kept me on my toes...(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;they are nubs now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;So we played with the DSi a little! Taylors came in today so we did some Zelda battles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;It actually takes decent pics. The lighting was terrible but they weren&#39;t bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;My dad was a good sport&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;he has the sickness&lt;/span&gt;) and let me make him look silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHF4JwNdoaKnaeqiEakuL16DuW4nvYO7UBiUm0CD5DXwS1J6jsmzEKgknvHlrsIb6dgIt1EqUb5S5JPVYiS1KhRCa1YAlxgWT3gVb-9AVCI0nZ2o0Bfb3efF61VvuEKy__4SP_E1MBnjYW/s1600-h/dad+mustachio+DSi&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHF4JwNdoaKnaeqiEakuL16DuW4nvYO7UBiUm0CD5DXwS1J6jsmzEKgknvHlrsIb6dgIt1EqUb5S5JPVYiS1KhRCa1YAlxgWT3gVb-9AVCI0nZ2o0Bfb3efF61VvuEKy__4SP_E1MBnjYW/s320/dad+mustachio+DSi&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217160191144866&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;Mrawr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43DrvHmNbNDGOKgR-ZgqPMWQ84b4VWZyxnDLCiZHrqfiv0H_KXKA5Lefmt9QXbEygLw0Dd0ApSWejKxTFHwXr9ioTVTcz4sPQTrJKeLeskIGq8mUp-gKSUX3xm0V33pSZQwdFG9jZeGin/s1600-h/angelina+kitty+DSi&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43DrvHmNbNDGOKgR-ZgqPMWQ84b4VWZyxnDLCiZHrqfiv0H_KXKA5Lefmt9QXbEygLw0Dd0ApSWejKxTFHwXr9ioTVTcz4sPQTrJKeLeskIGq8mUp-gKSUX3xm0V33pSZQwdFG9jZeGin/s320/angelina+kitty+DSi&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401217353998690898&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;This post was short, but sweet and totally counts!&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day6.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHF4JwNdoaKnaeqiEakuL16DuW4nvYO7UBiUm0CD5DXwS1J6jsmzEKgknvHlrsIb6dgIt1EqUb5S5JPVYiS1KhRCa1YAlxgWT3gVb-9AVCI0nZ2o0Bfb3efF61VvuEKy__4SP_E1MBnjYW/s72-c/dad+mustachio+DSi" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-3227596909175152843</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 03:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T22:35:26.073-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 05/11/09</category><title>Day5</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Woah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So it&#39;s 10 o&#39;clock and I&#39;m just posting now. This Nablo thing was an impulsive decision I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve been busy all day, watching a kid. Who knew that stuff was so time consuming eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Anyways, I&#39;m scrapping that Proust Questionnaire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m just not in the mood for public self reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Not really sure what I&#39;m in the mood for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I kinda feel like I&#39;m talking to myself out loud on the subway and everyone nearby is pretending to not be eavesdropping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I have just had massive inspiration (from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.sarcastica.org/&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;GRILLED CHEESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;or rather how do you like yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Real cheese, or processed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;In one of those grill cheese makers, or on the toasting on the stove with lots of butter? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Tomato soup, or is that the most disgusting food combo everrrrr???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Questions that need answers people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My preference? On the stove, tomato soup? Worst combo EVER. Unless, I dunno. I&#39;m having opposite day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6467289606546714892</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 01:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T21:02:05.939-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 04/11/09</category><title>Day4</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Today has been quite the day. My sis is gone overnight so it was just me and the niecey.&lt;br /&gt;She was verrrry good. I took some video of her reading her two little books about hungry kittens. It was so precious I think I busted an ovary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also gave me a hat make-over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5eGPyxHaxqYU8LIvD0Az8QeFv8GLGQuHwJNO_X5xIDacGA03BF8IkKaQkLcEfFJPWWgOPrFGvu71tLlrpcqTrg4SXaZuG9W06W3qqY07j-Nrs-ZC7R0JaNFAHj2xEfm99YbhQp5I_lxc/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5eGPyxHaxqYU8LIvD0Az8QeFv8GLGQuHwJNO_X5xIDacGA03BF8IkKaQkLcEfFJPWWgOPrFGvu71tLlrpcqTrg4SXaZuG9W06W3qqY07j-Nrs-ZC7R0JaNFAHj2xEfm99YbhQp5I_lxc/s320/MyPicture.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400432651286761314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for looking so pissed off. The joy is just very deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5eGPyxHaxqYU8LIvD0Az8QeFv8GLGQuHwJNO_X5xIDacGA03BF8IkKaQkLcEfFJPWWgOPrFGvu71tLlrpcqTrg4SXaZuG9W06W3qqY07j-Nrs-ZC7R0JaNFAHj2xEfm99YbhQp5I_lxc/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-5865709080079240553</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T21:02:20.949-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 03/11/09</category><title>Day3</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;The cold is here. Its blustery and gray and found a home in my bones. Hopefully not to stay since it&#39;s making things slightly miserable. Gray weather makes me sleepy and crave warm things. Possibly to make up for the fact that my bones feel like brittle icicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of the cold! On with Proust and todays edition of the questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about deplorable things&lt;br /&gt;(does someone remember those books?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inability (but I am working hard on this) to just live in the moment. I&#39;m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. &quot;If things are good now, they won&#39;t be for long&quot; kind of terrible mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be happy and living in the moment dammit! &gt;.&lt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can forgive a lot. Especially if people acknowledge bad habits and work on them. But I think we&#39;re talking most about pet peeve things right? Because we all don&#39;t like the usual stuff. i.e. murderers/evil doers.  You know, I think this is a stupid question. I don&#39;t like the usual deplorable things. Also, Proust? You are on notice, so far this questions are kinda sucking ballz. Also, this posting everyday is harrrrrd. Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*p.s.&lt;br /&gt;I just had won ton soup, that must of had tons of  salt/msg.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I may die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** p.p.s. (three hours later)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I almost did die, I had to drink baking soda and water (ghetto saline solution) to re alkaline (or something like that) my blood. Thank God my father in law is House and I didn&#39;t have to go to the hospital. Because I probably would have gotten H1N1 and died from that instead. (a joke. hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Turns out when you&#39;re hypoglycemic, AND have high blood pressure, and have only had really salty Won Ton Soup. It&#39;s not such a good combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;***p.p.p.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;this is my excuse for a half ass post. I nearly died whilst typing it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6026289263424388910</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T15:00:10.242-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 02/11/09</category><title>Day2</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Today has been hard.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the two year anniversary of when my Grandfather died. I woke up knowing and feeling that, but trying not to dwell. Out of weird coincidence my sister and I ended up having lunch at The Backroad Cafe. I hadn&#39;t been there since I used to go with my Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grief is surprising.&lt;br /&gt;I can only acquaint it with Water.  How it moves, it can be gentle, or powerful.&lt;br /&gt;It can destroy and cause ruin like no other force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not going to do a Proust question today.&lt;br /&gt;Today I&#39;m just going to sit and be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/day2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-6178050137538686865</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T20:26:27.909-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nablopomo 01/11/09</category><title>Nablopomo</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR217A33yFNsQWymYmDkVcpt3No229c9CSiKixlhmdsfOqR1KjzGyqCTLaZ6zZXZBN26Qe9Ge_107yYMKBgRDWPhc4vJNgmEwhngYVWEvUdTwo7LXq-t6-uapAjxMETU6RX8V6waUh1bi5/s1600-h/nablo1109.120x200.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR217A33yFNsQWymYmDkVcpt3No229c9CSiKixlhmdsfOqR1KjzGyqCTLaZ6zZXZBN26Qe9Ge_107yYMKBgRDWPhc4vJNgmEwhngYVWEvUdTwo7LXq-t6-uapAjxMETU6RX8V6waUh1bi5/s320/nablo1109.120x200.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400053112447117602&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the girl who never speaks is gonna attempt this bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;And to help me with that, lets all have a posthumous clap for &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marcel_Proust&quot;&gt;Proust&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;His eyes are much bugg-i-er than I imagined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;THE GUY! THE FRENCH GUY!&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, THE FRENCH GEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever, I&#39;m not funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;We can&#39;t all be good at everything, because then we&#39;d have to punch each other in the face. which would make the poor Canadian police, really busy. And they&#39;d get really disgruntled and write everyone a ticket, and then THAT would make the people punching each other in the face, more aggravated, so much so, that they&#39;d go to Ottawa and protest!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;Peacefully and quietly of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;And, OH GOD, that would make Parliament have to close, and then the Bureaucracy would crash to a grinding HALT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! I just made a bona fide JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM FUNNY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;expect lots of sarcasm and maybe when this is all done,&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.avitable.com/&quot;&gt; Avitable&lt;/a&gt; could do one of his dead person of interest interviews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;But it&#39;d have to be in French. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;And..well, interest is all relative anyways. Or is that the wrong word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;So..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;I&#39;m gonna start this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span&gt;What is your perfect idea of happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Haagan Daas. That doesn&#39;t make you fat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;But seriously? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Ya this depressed lady is working on that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What is your greatest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;I don&#39;t really think about &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; death so much as, always being reminded that people die. People I love are going to die. I&#39;m trying to work on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;not torturing myself with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt; the knowledge of that, and feeling like everyone is already dead, and I&#39;m just reliving bittersweet memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;Because that? Is kinda really effed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;But, my &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;real greatest fear&lt;/span&gt; would be waking up glued to a bed full of centipedes and cockroaches soaked in gasoline with only a zippo to help me escape. Besides the saw, but I&#39;m not sure how that&#39;d help. Maybe if i thwacked all the insects with the saw? But I&#39;m glued to the bed, so that wouldn&#39;t really work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;HENCE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;My greatest fear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Cuz I&#39;d be totally SCREWED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=&quot;text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;So people who read this?? You should give your answers in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/11/nablopomo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR217A33yFNsQWymYmDkVcpt3No229c9CSiKixlhmdsfOqR1KjzGyqCTLaZ6zZXZBN26Qe9Ge_107yYMKBgRDWPhc4vJNgmEwhngYVWEvUdTwo7LXq-t6-uapAjxMETU6RX8V6waUh1bi5/s72-c/nablo1109.120x200.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-1677966558032319974</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 19:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T15:01:07.016-04:00</atom:updated><title>Cri 2.0</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; padding: 3px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3967001952/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3967001952_867e031a91.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: solid 2px #000000;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/criri/3967001952/&quot;&gt;Cri 2.0&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/criri/&quot;&gt;CristyMuranda&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finger Braces + Lightened Hair = feeling all the more visible and clumsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Breaths + Patience = adjusting&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cristymuranda.blogspot.com/2009/10/cri-20.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristymuranda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2585/3967001952_867e031a91_t.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7746352951303494414.post-7369070744800667461</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 03:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T23:11:46.566-04:00</atom:updated><title>Samorost</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot;&gt;A lovely, little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-family: courier new;&quot; href=&quot;http://amanita-design.net/samorost-1/&quot;&gt;game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;&quot; &gt;Also, we&#39;re moving back to Windsor, end of November.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will come eventually. 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