<?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-1332156110026047872</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:00:25.779-05:00</updated><category term='thehyp.net'/><category term='Under the Influence of Giants'/><category term='Massachusetts'/><category term='my brother'/><category term='stir crazy'/><category term='my grandmother'/><category term='fashion police'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='the Met'/><category term='long weekend'/><category term='movies'/><category term='mugged'/><category term='books'/><category term='catch phrases'/><category term='rainy days'/><category term='candy hearts'/><category term='Twlight'/><category 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-438563138023663562</id><published>2009-09-10T10:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:55:49.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I'm pretty much just posting &lt;a href="http://www.ispillthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;here now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be just my photo blog but I find myself posting there all the time (mainly because its attached to my normal gmail email and all my blog feeds etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I will be.  I hope you'll come joine me over there for the two-three people who read this ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-438563138023663562?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/438563138023663562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=438563138023663562' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/438563138023663562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/438563138023663562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-im-pretty-much-just-posting-here-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1041662752011265003</id><published>2009-08-12T21:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:16:35.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; when I'm 45 please remind me that I'm 45 and shouldn't be on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;!  I saw a man on the train checking his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; who was clearly not a young chap.  Why does that freak me out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; age limit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like myspace needs to go before facebook.  Seems to be getting younger people every day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1041662752011265003?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1041662752011265003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1041662752011265003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1041662752011265003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1041662752011265003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/08/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6990749755850715549</id><published>2009-08-11T11:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:13:00.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another summer and.....</title><content type='html'>Summer is going by way to fast.  I've been keeping sort of a photo blog.  I've been keeping it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; from this blog so people can still check out pictures with out reading more personal blog posts (not that I'm posing super juicy stuff here).  So feel free to stop by and &lt;a href="http://ispillthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;check out some of the pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been really busy hence the lack of blog updates but you'll be happy to know that it's fun busy stuff like Todd and Meg's wedding which is coming up and hanging out with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AFI&lt;/span&gt; tickets for October!!!!!!! I'm so excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6990749755850715549?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6990749755850715549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6990749755850715549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6990749755850715549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6990749755850715549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-summer-and.html' title='Another summer and.....'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2553682915873650286</id><published>2009-07-10T17:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:21:22.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFI'/><title type='text'>I lay me down tonight</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://shyboyswin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jade Puget's blog&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AFI's&lt;/span&gt; new album will be out September 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm so excited!  I love looking forward to an albums release. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many fond musical memories listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AFI&lt;/span&gt; such as that time I made Ashley play &lt;em&gt;Girls Not Grey&lt;/em&gt; on repeat back from New Hampshire because I insisted it made me not throw up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one to many white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;russian's&lt;/span&gt; that night.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2553682915873650286?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2553682915873650286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2553682915873650286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2553682915873650286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2553682915873650286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-lay-me-down-tonight.html' title='I lay me down tonight'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1869841941432951610</id><published>2009-07-07T07:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:32:30.527-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><title type='text'>Busy girl</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy the past few weeks but with fun things (mostly).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Nantucket and although it wasn't the best weather we did get one day of sun and still had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 4th of July BBQ at my place which started out great but ended not so well due to some behavior of people I consider my friends but after this situation I'm pretty upset.  It's a shame because it was great up until that point.  I really shouldn't have to babysit people when they drink.  We're adults now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a good deal of time with the new boyfriend.  He made a mix on his ipod which was very sweet of him.  He also likes to surprise me with concert tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has let up a bit but now it's thunderstorms again today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother comes back to visit in less than two weeks!  I miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1869841941432951610?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1869841941432951610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1869841941432951610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1869841941432951610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1869841941432951610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-girl.html' title='Busy girl'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5636864302337429301</id><published>2009-06-22T21:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:23:22.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog sitting'/><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>The rain continues.  I heard on the radio that we've only had five rainless days in June so far.  I'm going away to Nantucket this weekend so I'm praying for some sun but it doesn't look good.  I've invited my new boyfriend along.  I'm excited for him to meet everyone and it will be fun having him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done dog sitting too.  Nine very long days.  My cat was like why hasn't this thing left yet!  Dog sitting when it's raining all the time is no fun for me or the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-bbbQDjkTY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-bbbQDjkTY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5636864302337429301?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5636864302337429301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5636864302337429301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5636864302337429301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5636864302337429301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/06/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6480770059197593476</id><published>2009-06-07T22:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:41:37.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRaZr0B3IPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jRaZr0B3IPk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is honestly one of my favorite songs ever! Candy Hearts by Tofer Brown.  Spend the $99 and buy the song off amazon or itunes.  I wish I could find the whole song on youtube because it's really a beautiful duet.  You can hear the whole song on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/toferbrown"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;.  I have no idea why this song has such an effect on my but it gets me teary eyed every time I hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6480770059197593476?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6480770059197593476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6480770059197593476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6480770059197593476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6480770059197593476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/06/candy-hearts.html' title='Candy Hearts'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8910175631377539583</id><published>2009-06-04T23:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:09:15.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer play list</title><content type='html'>So I was trying to come up with a summer play list and it pretty much consists of all Lady Ga Ga.  I'm going to go with it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SiiLOTrY0kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xG35hEqqbn0/s1600-h/asom-lady-gaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SiiLOTrY0kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xG35hEqqbn0/s320/asom-lady-gaga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343674035791778370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is out of her mind but I love it.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/rockdaily/index.php/2009/05/27/the-new-issue-of-rolling-stone-the-rise-of-lady-gaga/"&gt;this interview&lt;/a&gt; with rolling stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of minds.  I don't know where mine has been lately.  I've been quite the scatter brain and I need to snap out of it.  It puts me in this strange mood where I become hyper-sensitive.  I analyze everything and think about things too much and I feel scattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get from summer play lists to my moods?  Any song suggestions for my summer play list are welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8910175631377539583?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8910175631377539583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8910175631377539583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8910175631377539583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8910175631377539583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-play-list.html' title='summer play list'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SiiLOTrY0kI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xG35hEqqbn0/s72-c/asom-lady-gaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6922756653080591408</id><published>2009-05-22T13:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:14:12.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm already in weekend mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; Boston has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;descended&lt;/span&gt; upon work. There is a large convention center attached to the mall where my building is also attached to. For some reason everyone at work keeps asking me if I plan on going. No I do not plan on going. I don't watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I did watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sailormoon&lt;/span&gt; back in like 1996) and I don't dress in a costume unless it's Halloween. I have no idea why they think I would go. People seem to be having fun with it so good for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss keeps joking with me that he's going to dress up and head down to the convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ... I get out at 3 today and will be heading out for a night on the town with Melissa and her friend from Florida, Pam. I thought it was Friday yesterday so I'm dying to get out of here and drink some bud light lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great memorial day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6922756653080591408?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6922756653080591408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6922756653080591408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6922756653080591408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6922756653080591408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-already-in-weekend-mode.html' title='I&apos;m already in weekend mode'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5911210118857670616</id><published>2009-05-13T07:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:25:07.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting my poor little blog.  I feel like I've been really busy lately but can pin point exactly why.  I think it's time for a bullet list update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/span&gt; again.  I'm actually enjoying it this time.  I stopped reading it a few times before.  It just took me a few chapters to get into it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started watching Harper's Island.  It's pretty good except everyone is an idiot and doesn't question why people are suddenly missing.  Also if my friends left me in the woods in a bad situation as much as these guys do I would get some new friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work is crazy.  I've been getting slammed.  The summer is our slower season but I haven't seen a slow down yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Season finale of Lost is tonight!  Who is Jacob?  I vote for Jack's dad.  Who knows this show is crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have two camping trips, two birthdays, a random cookout, and a trip to the Cape coming up from now to June. I'm sure this list will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally getting around to uploading all of my music back onto my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;.  I totally bought the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sound of Music&lt;/span&gt; soundtrack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been sucked in to Daisy of Love.  Please send help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've seen Kill Bill 3 times in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So that's what's been going on at the moment.  I'm heading to a dive bar for a birthday where they supposedly have bowling on the roof?  We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5911210118857670616?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5911210118857670616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5911210118857670616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5911210118857670616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5911210118857670616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-9051715825764698980</id><published>2009-05-04T06:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T07:03:43.909-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny obsession'/><title type='text'>A tiny obsession</title><content type='html'>I have this thing where I love to see how other people decorate their bedrooms.  Hence why I am a member of a bedroom community on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;livejournal&lt;/span&gt;.  It gives me lots of fun ideas even though I hate my apartment so much that I don't really care to decorate but when I end up buying a condo I'm going crazy and doing it up my style.  In the mean time I'll just continue my bedroom envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm was also addicted to the house tours on the Domino magazine website (RIP Domino).  I hope they still have that now that the magazine is gone.  I think I missed my calling...interior decorating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-9051715825764698980?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/9051715825764698980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=9051715825764698980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/9051715825764698980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/9051715825764698980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/05/tiny-obsession.html' title='A tiny obsession'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2522077904741517263</id><published>2009-04-28T07:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:46:45.542-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Met'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aquarium'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>I went to Connecticut and took a surprise trip to NYC.  It was a fun trip and I took so many pictures I don't know what to do with them all!  We went to the Met, Times Square and took a trip to the aquarium in Connecticut.  I had a good host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsI8BQXRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wJyXTm_RzQY/s1600-h/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsI8BQXRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wJyXTm_RzQY/s400/IMG_0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329706847334063378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsIrMXJTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ehlIZ8OGD8k/s1600-h/IMG_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsIrMXJTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ehlIZ8OGD8k/s400/IMG_0204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329706842817242418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsIaNQZQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gcmjw4PUoZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsIaNQZQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gcmjw4PUoZ0/s400/IMG_0405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329706838257591554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2522077904741517263?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2522077904741517263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2522077904741517263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2522077904741517263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2522077904741517263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SfbsI8BQXRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wJyXTm_RzQY/s72-c/IMG_0312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5726025039215228246</id><published>2009-04-23T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:27:32.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><title type='text'>The dashboard melted but we still had the radio</title><content type='html'>I'm off to Connecticut with my cousin.  This weekends weather is going to be amazing!  I'm going to visit my old job today before I leave.  I miss them and it's been almost three years.  I miss the people not the actual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also eating dinner for breakfast.  I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5726025039215228246?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5726025039215228246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5726025039215228246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5726025039215228246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5726025039215228246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/dashboard-melted-but-we-still-had-radio.html' title='The dashboard melted but we still had the radio'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7300755842444933646</id><published>2009-04-13T14:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:08:06.800-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>AAA is laughing at me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I ran out of gas on Easter and had to call AAA.  I felt like such an idiot!  My gas light didn't come on.  I knew I was low but I depend on you gas light!  I let myself day dream too much and get distracted easily so I really wasn't paying that much attention until it was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I had Easter brunch with my mother, her boyfriend and some of his family. It was nice except for the clown that we're pretty sure is a serial killer.  He was creepy and I'm not normally someone who finds clowns creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting delayed on the way home due to the gas situation and the parking lot known as the Mass Pike so I missed the finale of &lt;em&gt;Rock of Love Bus&lt;/em&gt;.  I actually don't like either of the final two and I still can't believe I watch this garbage.  I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also must mention that while talking with my friend Cullen on aim I found out that his middle name is Edward.  I will never let him live this down EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7300755842444933646?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7300755842444933646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7300755842444933646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7300755842444933646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7300755842444933646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaa-is-laughing-at-me.html' title='AAA is laughing at me'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4501885088310763144</id><published>2009-04-10T15:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:50:35.429-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord of the Peeps'/><title type='text'>One peep to rule them all</title><content type='html'>In celebration of Easter and Lord of the Rings I give you &lt;a href="http://www.lordofthepeeps.com/lotp/fotp.html"&gt;Lord of the Peeps&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323152193103946354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sd-it2NNYnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VRX34an8sOc/s400/0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who knew peeps were not only tasty but good actors!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4501885088310763144?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4501885088310763144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4501885088310763144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4501885088310763144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4501885088310763144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-peep-to-rule-them-all.html' title='One peep to rule them all'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sd-it2NNYnI/AAAAAAAAAGo/VRX34an8sOc/s72-c/0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4716407711236304264</id><published>2009-04-07T13:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:51:00.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free magazines'/><title type='text'>April showers</title><content type='html'>It's been raining a lot which is no surprise since it's April.  I'm just happy that it's not snowing.  I tried to make it to the super market yesterday but it was just nasty out and I stayed inside watching How I Met Your Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not raining out today but it's still cloudy.  I felt like it was a cup of tea day so I made a cup after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to a completely different topic, I'm suddenly getting Rolling Stone magazine in the mail.  I haven't signed up for it and I don't see any charges for it on my credit cards.  Very strange but please keep them coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4716407711236304264?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4716407711236304264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4716407711236304264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4716407711236304264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4716407711236304264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-showers.html' title='April showers'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5182808848997942837</id><published>2009-04-01T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:55:28.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo'/><title type='text'>Big Wednesday night</title><content type='html'>Tonight I'm hanging out on the couch with my cat watching Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!  That's because I'm a dork about Lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5182808848997942837?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5182808848997942837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5182808848997942837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5182808848997942837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5182808848997942837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-wednesday-night.html' title='Big Wednesday night'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-439668496748531623</id><published>2009-03-30T16:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:19:48.167-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><title type='text'>I have a crown of pipe cleaners</title><content type='html'>Wow I am so sleepy today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think my body is still recovering from the lack of sleep this past weekend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I definitely feel like I am too old to be staying up until 5 a.m.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even missed Rock of Love last night because I was too tired.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please don’t hold it against me for watching that crap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know it’s horrible but it’s a guilty pleasure.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1155056/"&gt;I Love You Man&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday and it was just as good as I expected.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jason Segel is really growing on me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like him on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; but I loved him in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Love You Man&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgetting Sarah Marshall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope he continues to do movies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And who doesn’t love Paul Rudd?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would like more Paul Rudd movies please.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel like they’re friends in real life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have no idea if they really are but I hope so.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t stop saying “slappin the bass man”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I amuse myself so easily.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What else did I do this weekend?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ran into &lt;a href="http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/tale-of-gay-edward-cullen-and-my-ex.html"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t even realize it was him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was dancing and then I turned around and he was standing there right on the edge of the dance floor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think I said something like “hey, don’t feel like dancing?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He laughed and said something that I can’t remember because my brain was too busy freaking out because I just realized that it was Edward Cullen dude.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Melissa comes out of nowhere because she realized it was him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sort of move away and let her talk to him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know how much she likes him so I’m a good friend and hang back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think at one point she asked me to smell him because he smells good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told him that I’m sure he smells good but I’m not going to smell him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a little more sober than she was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think he was interested in any of the ladies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were a bunch of girls hitting on him and he had no interest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe he is gay Edward Cullen?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent the rest of the night trying to cheer up my friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rejection happens and it sucks, I know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Saturday night I saved a guy from two cougars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I’m pushing fifty and dressing like I’m twenty I would hope my friends would have a little intervention.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The two ladies kept asking him to take pictures of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were posing myspace style and I was trying very hard not to laugh.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hey, at least they’re having fun but this guy just wanted to eat his dinner and drink his beer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The guy made eye contact with me and I could tell that he wanted help so I went over and asked if he wanted to sit with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said “Thank you!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t tell if you could see me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was going to start mouthing help.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was a nice guy and fun to talk to and the cougars found another guy so they were happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went to visit Ashley for her birthday on Sunday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We pretty much ate every fried thing imaginable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I could eat mozzarella sticks every day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fried cheese is the best!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I made her a birthday crown out of pipe cleaners.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I forgot all about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pipe_cleaner"&gt;pipe cleaners&lt;/a&gt; until I saw them in Target.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We played some wii fit and the wii asked me if I often trip over my own two feet when I walk. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wow, thanks wii fit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got home, passed out, and now it’s Monday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was quite the post!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was quite the weekend though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-439668496748531623?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/439668496748531623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=439668496748531623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/439668496748531623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/439668496748531623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-crown-of-pipe-cleaners.html' title='I have a crown of pipe cleaners'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1699363931966133697</id><published>2009-03-27T16:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:57:54.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texts'/><title type='text'>Jai Ho!  It's Friday</title><content type='html'>It's a slow day here at work so I was going through my phone and thought it would be a good idea to share some of my texts.  Real post coming soon I promise.  I'm sorry that my friends are not always appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep that in my teets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad we’re twittering @ the same SECOND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetblueballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF to intense.  Too much partying more partying than needed please send help immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleeping?  Pam is banging somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Edward Cullen there?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one at the tavern without the rockstar doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is fast asleep.  I’m not motivated enough and now my Best Friend’s Wedding is on!  Double feature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waka waka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m watching the holiday with Jack Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Zane and his brain =( I feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m drunk as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s up yo! Sup dawg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m hyper and I want cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol its huge but I’m going to bed Beowolf is on and I can’t resist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m like the perverted old guy on Family Guy when I look at pixs of my cousin mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ginny I’m drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your scarf is on my bathroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better.  Ji ho slumdog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um gay Edward Cullen was at the tavern and is now at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tussy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drunk dial Darryl and not me?!  I hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not on gchat?!  WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to Asian princess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wanna bang Ryan Reynolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem like they’re not that close or both don’t have souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god look at MY shoes!  WE HAVE NO SOUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF did we DO last night?? I feel disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooook there’s a confetti heart on my boob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept with a dorito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1699363931966133697?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1699363931966133697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1699363931966133697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1699363931966133697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1699363931966133697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/ji-ho-its-friday.html' title='Jai Ho!  It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7188869526160924404</id><published>2009-03-24T22:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:40:29.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ear candy'/><title type='text'>You'll never see what you've done to me</title><content type='html'>Songs I can't stop listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker Face - Lady &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GaGa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives You Hell - All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;That's Not My Name - The Ting Tings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zpxNe3e7irg"&gt; the video&lt;/a&gt; for "Gives You Hell".  Tyson's facial expressions crack me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7188869526160924404?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7188869526160924404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7188869526160924404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7188869526160924404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7188869526160924404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-never-see-what-youve-done-to-me.html' title='You&apos;ll never see what you&apos;ve done to me'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7392873559651590400</id><published>2009-03-24T16:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:08:14.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog sitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connecticut'/><title type='text'>Dogs and cats oh my</title><content type='html'>I'm going to Connecticut in April for a weekend of fun and debauchery (I mean they go hand in hand). My cousin grew up there and I'm tagging along to visit some friends. They usually come to visit us in Boston so it's only fair that we make a trip to visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley is going home today. I stepped in pee this morning while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blow drying&lt;/span&gt; my hair. I wish dogs could use a litter box. I also got woken up in the middle of the night because the dog thought 3 a.m. was a good time to try to dig a hole in my rug. It is NOT a good time Riley. In fact it is never a good time for that. I feel like my cat just looks at him like "Seriously, you are quite annoying and I can't believe you would even attempt to sit on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;humans&lt;/span&gt; lap. Learn your place dog." My cat is like an old man, bum hip and all. If he had a cane he would totally use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7392873559651590400?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7392873559651590400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7392873559651590400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7392873559651590400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7392873559651590400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-going-to-connecticut-in-april-for.html' title='Dogs and cats oh my'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5210881161732856365</id><published>2009-03-21T16:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:41:41.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog sitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battlestar Galactica'/><title type='text'>So long Galactica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/ScVP_ASAB5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Iui5v7tZZPY/s1600-h/battlestar_galactica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/ScVP_ASAB5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Iui5v7tZZPY/s400/battlestar_galactica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315742879006590866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Friday night with some friends and Chinese food watching the series finale of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Battlestar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Galactica&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm sad the series is over but I'm satisfied with how it ended.  I definitely got a little teary eyed at the end.  I don't know how you couldn't get choked up watching the final scene between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adama&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Roslin&lt;/span&gt;.  I have to say my favorite part was when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tyrol&lt;/span&gt; found out what happened to Cally.  I had been waiting for that confrontation for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling people to watch this show.  Don't blow it off as some dorky sci-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fi&lt;/span&gt; show.  It has some of the best acting and writing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and you're missing out if you don't at least give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dog sitting this weekend.  Boo seems to be doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with a dog around.  I suppose it helps that my cat is three times the size of Riley.  I like taking him out for walks.  Its a good way to tucker him out so he doesn't keep coming up to me with his squeaky pig to play.  I was trying to do some yoga and I kept finding a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;squeaky&lt;/span&gt; pig in my face or under me on the mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my weekend is up in the air which is kind of nice.  I'm use to my weekends being busy so it's nice that I don't actually have to do anything tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5210881161732856365?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5210881161732856365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5210881161732856365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5210881161732856365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5210881161732856365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-long-galactica.html' title='So long Galactica'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/ScVP_ASAB5I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Iui5v7tZZPY/s72-c/battlestar_galactica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5087423999910724344</id><published>2009-03-18T13:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:33:26.753-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Tavern'/><title type='text'>I have internet again</title><content type='html'>Between issues with my laptop and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;outage&lt;/span&gt; at my work yesterday I haven't been able to get online. But now I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little tired today from a mini St. Patrick's Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;outing&lt;/span&gt; but at least I'm not hungover. I made sure to only have two drinks and call it a night. I think seeing how wasted people were at the bar was a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;deterrent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized last night that I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; of singing out loud when I hear a song I like. I don't sing very loud but if you're close enough to me you'll probably hear it. It's almost a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;subconscious&lt;/span&gt; thing, I don't even realize I'm doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at the Tavern, Creep by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt; came on. Without even thinking I start singing along, not paying attention to what's going on around me. I look over at the bar and one of the bartenders is looking at me and starts laughing and says something like "nice". I suddenly realize what I was doing and laugh and tell him he wasn't suppose to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I could have a worse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; and at least it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt; and not Creed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a fun St. Patrick's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5087423999910724344?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5087423999910724344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5087423999910724344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5087423999910724344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5087423999910724344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-internet-again.html' title='I have internet again'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6447910905981463794</id><published>2009-03-13T16:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:28:29.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new camera'/><title type='text'>Fridays put me in a good mood</title><content type='html'>Friday is finally here!  I've been dragging all week but today I'm in a good mood and ready for the weekend.  I woke up this morning thinking it was Saturday.  That was a sad moment, but I've rebounded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security guy at the front desk in our building is the nicest guy.  He's always in a good mood and says hello to you.  I believe his name is Preston, unless someone made that up and now we all assume that's his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss has left early and I'm pretty much caught up with work so I'm enjoying some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; time by checking out some amazing pictures on this &lt;a href="http://sarahdownundah.livejournal.com/"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;.  I would love to be traveling in New Zealand and Australia taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new digital camera today.  A Canon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Powershot&lt;/span&gt; (just a point and shoot).  Eventually I would like to get a digital SLR camera because I love taking pictures but I think I need to save some money for that as they can be a bit pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old digital camera will be going to my mom.  She doesn't have one and my old one still works, I've just upgraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to head to the old building at the end of my Street and take some pictures.  It's an interesting building and I keep meaning do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6447910905981463794?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6447910905981463794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6447910905981463794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6447910905981463794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6447910905981463794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/fridays-put-me-in-good-mood.html' title='Fridays put me in a good mood'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6767201836766142999</id><published>2009-03-12T16:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:19:52.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heading home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>100th post and it's about Waltham</title><content type='html'>Wow this is the big 100 post!  I'm going to eat a cookie to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I better have a good post for the big 1-0-0 so I'm going to talk a little about my home town (or city really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a few cities over from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Waltham&lt;/span&gt; and still have family and friends who live there.  My cousin wanted to hang out the other night so I met her at Margaritas for some food and drinks.  My cousin asks me if I want to go to this privately owned bar that a friend of hers was at.  This was where they would hold a lot of our Jr. High dances (yes at a private bar/ghetto function hall).  I'm up for anything so we headed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bar is in an old concrete building and kind of sketchy looking.  In fact I would not have known where the door was if I didn't go get my Jr. High dance on there back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's friend let's us in and I immediately want to run, run far far away.  It's horribly smokey since you can smoke in private bars and it is full of white trash townies.  I will proceed to list what happens during my hour stay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Six month pregnant girl throwing back glasses of wine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A janitor from my Jr. High trying to talk/hit on me.  "You were there in 1997/1998?  Me too!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cousin's friend telling us how her boyfriend's brother is moving in and she's just a little worried, "but only a little!" (boyfriend's brother is a well known drug dealer and is in jail for trying to kill his ex-girlfriend, he's been locked up so much he should just keep a set of handcuffs on)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad nu-metal blaring from the jukebox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bartender with a hair style straight from 1991.  Sweatshirt she was wearing might also have been from 1991&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one positive thing there.  BEER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bar is what my home town is like.  If I still lived there I would have 4 kids by different guys and be working at the gas station down the street.  Half of my graduating class still live at home with their parents with their kids.  It's just sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6767201836766142999?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6767201836766142999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6767201836766142999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6767201836766142999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6767201836766142999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/100th-post-and-its-about-waltham.html' title='100th post and it&apos;s about Waltham'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8701407301511466670</id><published>2009-03-11T11:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:36:24.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Somerville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music I hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Karma is a bitch</title><content type='html'>Everyone has been e-mailing me about &lt;a href="http://www.thesomervillenews.com/main.asp?SectionID=2&amp;amp;SubSectionID=2&amp;amp;ArticleID=723"&gt;U2 playing at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Somerville&lt;/span&gt; Theater&lt;/a&gt; tonight.  I'm not too thrilled about this because now my commute home is going to be hell.  Everyone and their mother will be in Davis and so the city is shutting down Davis Square.  You can't buy tickets, you have to be invited by U2 (after my last post about U2 I think I'm off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bono's&lt;/span&gt; list) or you have to win the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic, I admit to the blog world that I don't really like U2 and karma was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh yea well enjoy they're coming to you city!  &lt;/span&gt;Thanks karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got off the T yesterday the roadies were unloading and people were just standing there watching them unload and then the news people would ask the people watching stupid questions like "Do you think this is U2?"  "Do you like U2?"  How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to visit my cousin in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Waltham&lt;/span&gt; for some Mexican food.  I have a little story about that which will be in an upcoming post.  All I'm going to say is my home town is PRICELESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8701407301511466670?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8701407301511466670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8701407301511466670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8701407301511466670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8701407301511466670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/karma-is-bitch.html' title='Karma is a bitch'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4311115857207797872</id><published>2009-03-10T16:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:41:21.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>Friendsville: Population ME</title><content type='html'>I've been dating a new guy who is nice, cute, and we get along really well.  BUT...I think we might be in or heading to the friends zone.  We hang out but nothing happens and by nothing I mean it's like hanging out with my best girlfriend.  We watch movies eat food and chat but that's it.  We don't hug or kiss when we first see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; the only time we do kiss is when one of us is leaving and it's a quick kiss.  Now because of this I'm starting to think of him as a friend so there's two things that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I tell him this and he agrees and we stay friends.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I tell him and he does not agree and is really upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; about it she seems to think that maybe he's thinking friends too.  I mean a month of dating and he doesn't make a move makes you wonder.  I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with being friends so I really hope that this works out and he feels the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4311115857207797872?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4311115857207797872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4311115857207797872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4311115857207797872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4311115857207797872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/friendsville-population-me.html' title='Friendsville: Population ME'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8147790248646442048</id><published>2009-03-04T21:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:28:32.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music I hate'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I do not like U2.  I think they're overrated.  Sure they had some good hits back around the time I was born but now they're rhyming mole with hole and somehow selling records and having &lt;a href="http://www.mirror.co.uk/celebs/news/2009/03/04/u2-have-a-street-named-after-them-in-new-york-115875-21170719/"&gt;streets named after them&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People this is getting out of control!  There is nothing spectacular about U2 and someone please tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; that he's from Ireland not California so please lose the sun glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just tried to find a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; without sunglasses and.....wow.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GUYLINER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sa83xFlapII/AAAAAAAAAGI/lLdRg4p2t80/s1600-h/bonoeyelilner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sa83xFlapII/AAAAAAAAAGI/lLdRg4p2t80/s320/bonoeyelilner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309523802145334402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; should not wear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sa84IZl7RkI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p7pImFA4O2A/s1600-h/bono_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sa84IZl7RkI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p7pImFA4O2A/s320/bono_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309524202653173314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cowboy hats.  Oh hey Bret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8147790248646442048?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8147790248646442048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8147790248646442048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8147790248646442048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8147790248646442048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/Sa83xFlapII/AAAAAAAAAGI/lLdRg4p2t80/s72-c/bonoeyelilner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6969968471671957162</id><published>2009-03-03T20:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:56:03.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dynamic drinking duo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>A tale of gay Edward Cullen and my ex</title><content type='html'>Last week Melissa and I went to this bar in a hotel called Mini Bar.  We decided to class it up a little and try something new.  While we're sipping our over priced wine we notice a guy walks in, not just any guy but a Robert Pattinson look alike (just a little gayer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't control ourselves.  We're giggle like twelve year old girls and keep looking over.  I completely lose it when Melissa whispers "gay Edward Cullen is staring at you".  Neither of us says anything to him.  We finish our drinks and continue to laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward to Saturday (about a week later), I get a text at 1 a.m. from Melissa telling me to come to the Tavern.  I tell her I'm in bed already and the bar would be closed by the time I got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I check my phone in the morning and I have this text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Edward Cullen is at my house, he was at the Tavern!  We went to GT and "DD" was checking id's at the door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this bar is nowhere near the other bar we were at.  It is completely random that she ran into him and then for her to run into my ex on the same night.  Strange! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DD is a guy who I dated back in the summer and dumped me for no real good reason.  I could have been walking into GT with gay Edward Cullen (who it seems is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; gay) being like "yea you dumped me?  We found an Edward Cullen jerk face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa said DD said something awkward to them because he felt like a complete ass and very well should, for the way he dumped me (text message break up, OH YEA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Edward Cullen is from Australia!  I'm a sucker for accents (except Boston accents, sorry home boys).  I'm hoping he'll be at the Tavern again, perhaps with Jasper making Edward Sissorhands faces?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6969968471671957162?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6969968471671957162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6969968471671957162' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6969968471671957162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6969968471671957162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/03/tale-of-gay-edward-cullen-and-my-ex.html' title='A tale of gay Edward Cullen and my ex'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4658659341854455243</id><published>2009-02-26T15:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:38:37.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Building a mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a little mystery happing in my house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up this morning in the usual way which is my cat smacking me in the face with his paw.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get up and feed Boo and get ready to hop in the shower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I pull back the curtain and it is like a scene from psycho (ok not that bad but it was unexpected).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is blood all in the bath tub.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stand there for a good three minutes not doing anything and trying to figure out what the hell happened.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did my roommate cut herself?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Probably not considering I shower before her and she would clean it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did my cat cut himself?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He doesn’t go in the bathtub and he was sleeping on my bed all night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also there is no blood anywhere else besides the tub.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_%22Whitey%22_Bulger"&gt;Whitey Bulger&lt;/a&gt; kill someone in my tub?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do live very close to Winter Hill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had to clean it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not taking a shower in that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I’m naked in my tub with gloves and Ajax at 6 a.m.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How was your morning?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4658659341854455243?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4658659341854455243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4658659341854455243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4658659341854455243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4658659341854455243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/building-mystery.html' title='Building a mystery'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1993016562046066296</id><published>2009-02-21T10:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:41:34.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Oscars'/><title type='text'>The Oscars</title><content type='html'>I admit that I haven't seen most of the movies nominated this year but I still have some predictions.  I'm going to make a little list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cate Blanchett will win every Oscar because she always does even when she's not nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bale will accept Heath's statue and then go on a verbal rampage when the Oscar "get off the stage" music starts playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac and Vanessa perform and even Hanson is like "this sucks!"  Adults with no young kids are confused as to who these people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet announces her next movie is about a pregnant Nazi war criminal who flees on a boat that sinks in the Atlantic because she couldn't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson is inspired to become a priest after watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doubt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megatron hands out the statues to spice things up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Jackman hosts as Wolverine.  He rips open envelopes with his claws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep and look up who won the next morning online.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1993016562046066296?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1993016562046066296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1993016562046066296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1993016562046066296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1993016562046066296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscars.html' title='The Oscars'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-86969334585829953</id><published>2009-02-20T14:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:07:30.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uglies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YA fiction'/><title type='text'>Filling my brain with YA fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZ7-6HzE81I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_zuORqsKh60/s1600-h/uglies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZ7-6HzE81I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_zuORqsKh60/s200/uglies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304957685568172882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started reading the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uglies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; series by Scott Westerfeld&lt;/span&gt;.  I found this series in the young adult section and even though I’m 25 I’m thoroughly enjoying it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The book is set in a dystopian future where once you turn 16 you undergo a surgery that makes you “pretty”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone seems happy, everyone looks the same but it’s not all fine and dandy in New Pretty Town.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The characters are likable and the book is not too predictable (I’m looking at you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s set in the future but the technology is believable and interesting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m thinking I would really like a bungee jacket.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The main character, Tally, can handle herself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yea she makes mistakes but she doesn’t always have to have a man come to her rescue (she’s no Bella).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m on book two in the series which I’m enjoying even more than book one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m done with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; comparisons.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just nice to not have to roll my eyes so much while reading a book, or ALL FOUR BOOKS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-86969334585829953?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/86969334585829953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=86969334585829953' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/86969334585829953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/86969334585829953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/filling-my-brain-with-ya-fiction.html' title='Filling my brain with YA fiction'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZ7-6HzE81I/AAAAAAAAAGA/_zuORqsKh60/s72-c/uglies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4357771609144557941</id><published>2009-02-19T07:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:36:26.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s cold'/><title type='text'>The winter blahs</title><content type='html'>I've been saying since November that I'm done with winter. I totally admit being a baby about the cold. Yesterday I was walking home from the T and it was snowing. It wasn't just snowing there was also extreme wind blowing that snow directly into my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just want to curl up in bed with some tea and a good book.  Knowing that my office is always arctic in temperature is not motivating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4357771609144557941?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4357771609144557941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4357771609144557941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4357771609144557941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4357771609144557941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/winter-blahs.html' title='The winter blahs'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8599139610980572948</id><published>2009-02-17T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:59:26.587-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volunteering'/><title type='text'>A little vino for V Day</title><content type='html'>Melissa and I are both single and decided to make the most of Valentines Day.  Melissa had the idea of volunteering to feed the homeless.  At first I wasn't in the mood which is horrible to say but I had so much to do this past weekend I just didn't have the time.  I decided that I was being ridiculous and needed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the basement of a church that had a questionable smell.  It reminded me of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CCD&lt;/span&gt;.  We had no idea what we were suppose to do but everyone was really nice and helpful.  Most of the homeless people were very nice and thankful but of  course there were a few interesting comments.  There was one man who told a pregnant woman she was having a bastard because she wasn't married and another man that got mad at me because I wouldn't give him more peas.  I told him we had to wait fifteen minutes before we could give out seconds and I thought he was going to throw his plate at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met some pretty cool volunteers that we hung out with at Whole Foods.  Really, nothing was open on Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our volunteering time we headed out to our Valentines Day "ball" in the city.  I am officially done wearing dresses in the winter.  I'm only going out dressed like &lt;a href="http://www.redriderleglamps.com/images/products/randy_card.jpg"&gt;the little brother in A Christmas Story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I decided it was a wine night.  I lost my debit card on wine night.  Actually Darryl lost my card because he decided to use it for Chinese food when I didn't even want Chinese food.  Despite that we had a good time.  It's nice to dress up once in a while but I think I'll wait for the spring to bust out a dress again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a guy at the church asked me for my phone number, and yes it was a volunteer not a homeless person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8599139610980572948?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8599139610980572948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8599139610980572948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8599139610980572948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8599139610980572948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-vino-for-v-day.html' title='A little vino for V Day'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1755247556477580987</id><published>2009-02-14T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:52:40.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy hearts'/><title type='text'>When candy hearts make promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZbnI9ZpO7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tsJc94ZfJQQ/s1600-h/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZbnI9ZpO7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tsJc94ZfJQQ/s320/valentines_day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302679752382430130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentines Day!  I may be single but I am getting dressed up and going out with my best friend for a night on the town.  I hope you guys have a fabulous Valentines Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1755247556477580987?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1755247556477580987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1755247556477580987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1755247556477580987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1755247556477580987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-candy-hearts-make-promises.html' title='When candy hearts make promises'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SZbnI9ZpO7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/tsJc94ZfJQQ/s72-c/valentines_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-115136062118495367</id><published>2009-02-12T16:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:36:30.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>vintage</title><content type='html'>I love this blog, &lt;a href="http://sallyjanevintage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sally Jane Vintage&lt;/a&gt;. I don't think I could pull off her look but I'm amazed at her thrift store finds.  She also has links to pieces that she's selling on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt; store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inspired to hit the thrift stores and see what I can find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-115136062118495367?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/115136062118495367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=115136062118495367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/115136062118495367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/115136062118495367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/vintage.html' title='vintage'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4232867830543854266</id><published>2009-02-10T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:38:42.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Texas and missing the warm weather.  My brother is doing well and glad to be done with boot camp.  I met some of the guys in his flight and they were all really nice.  My mom and I adopted two of them and brought them with us around San Antonio since they didn't have family visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first trip to Texas.  I went the Alamo which is right next to a mall and is a lot smaller than I was expecting.  I found the mirror maze way more fun.  I mean watching people run in to mirrors is pretty entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I don't think I would survive boot camp.  I would probably cry and want to go home.  I can't imagine running for ten miles in the hot sun with a huge pack on on two hours of sleep.  No thanks.  They all looked thin but obviously could kick my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all seemed paranoid even when they had a town pass which is when you can leave the base for a few hours.  My brother and his friends were still walking in step with each other and called everyone sir and ma'am.  Even when they were just standing there they stood as if they were at ease and not how you would normally stand.  I pointed this out to my brother constantly.  I'm your sister not ma'am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I left I had a horrible stomach bug and was throwing up on the way to the airport, at the airport, on the plane...I think you get the picture.  I couldn't hold anything down.  The poor guy next to me was probably like, great thanks for putting me next to puke girl over here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures but my laptop is having some issues so I'm not using my computer to update.  I'm just a little addicted to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; and not having my computer is driving me INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pictures to come later.  I'm glad to be home but not thrilled with the pile of work I'm attempting to get through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4232867830543854266?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4232867830543854266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4232867830543854266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4232867830543854266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4232867830543854266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6587536538879338323</id><published>2009-02-04T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:00:00.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brithday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>My co-workers sure know how to wish me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When were you born?"&lt;br /&gt;"February 4, 1984"&lt;br /&gt;"You were conceived on May 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 1983.  Call your mother and ask when she got married."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying to Texas with a sinus infection.  My body sure knows how to wish me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 25 today.  I don't know how I feel about that.  Well actually it makes me feel a little old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking back to my 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and how there was a horrible snow storm but my friends were all allowed to sleep over during the storm and I had a great time.  I kind of want another birthday sleep over.  This one would involve booze and not Ace of Base and Jolt soda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6587536538879338323?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6587536538879338323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6587536538879338323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6587536538879338323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6587536538879338323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4972335587128922458</id><published>2009-01-31T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:36:56.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brody boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Almost 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I must be getting old because my tolerance for guys hitting on me is declining.  Maybe I'm too old for this college town.  I use to love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;faneuil&lt;/span&gt; hall but now I cringe when someone mentions the Bell in Hand.  I feel like I'm playing a game called "who touched my butt".  Oh it was the guy with the red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt; hat?  Well that narrows it down to 40 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, there are some nice guys around here I just haven't found them yet.  I think part of the problem is my type is the skinny jeans, tattoos, the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;" and/or "rocker" hair and my best friend likes to go to the bars where the *red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt; dudes hang out.  She likes to call them "Brody boys" as in Brody Jenner from the Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;*No, I do not hate all guys who are red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt; fans and I like the red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sox&lt;/span&gt;.  Just have to add that in before a crazy fan reads this and tracks me down to pour a beer on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4972335587128922458?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4972335587128922458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4972335587128922458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4972335587128922458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4972335587128922458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/almost-25.html' title='Almost 25'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7399316048429010399</id><published>2009-01-28T07:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:03:39.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brithday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Sing us a song you're the piano man</title><content type='html'>A little late with the karaoke recap but it's been a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I should tell you a little about the karaoke place we went to.  It's not the classiest joint (I mean you have to smuggle your booze in a bag or giant purse) but you do get a private room and the song selection is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with the "party" room because I wanted enough room for everyone.  The party room was purple with disco balls, black lights, couches, tables and chairs, AND a piano.  There was plenty of room for everyone.  I think everyone had a blast, I know I did and I wish I was doing it again this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pictures for your viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBUVpwS6LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/z2LbT97WWhg/s1600-h/100_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296325892750108850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBUVpwS6LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/z2LbT97WWhg/s320/100_1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to the Jungle&lt;/span&gt;.  Pretty amazing with the dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBTm2XT3iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dfq10RRgqxo/s1600-h/100_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296325088681123362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBTm2XT3iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/dfq10RRgqxo/s320/100_1751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure what's happening here but I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBTV3zymKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LzcdeA4JOUI/s1600-h/100_1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296324797011237026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBTV3zymKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LzcdeA4JOUI/s320/100_1750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse, Ashley, Melissa and Darryl belting it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBS_WsaqlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-TVhtz95hQ0/s1600-h/100_1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296324410164816466" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBS_WsaqlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-TVhtz95hQ0/s320/100_1785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley, me, Allie and Germana.  We take our karaoke seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley and Carlos did the best rendition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbie Girl&lt;/span&gt; I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allie and I did the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romy and Michelle&lt;/span&gt; dance to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time After Time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was Axel Rose complete with dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all sung some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Queen&lt;/span&gt; and all the girls sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Kissed A Girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7399316048429010399?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7399316048429010399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7399316048429010399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7399316048429010399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7399316048429010399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-late-with-karaoke-recap-but-its.html' title='Sing us a song you&apos;re the piano man'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SYBUVpwS6LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/z2LbT97WWhg/s72-c/100_1775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7218071100741605594</id><published>2009-01-24T13:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:31:27.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Practicing my moves</title><content type='html'>I slept eleven hours last night.  It was glorious.  I was unexpectedly busy at work this week.  Clients were coming out of the word work.  "Hello, your firm divorced me in 1983 and I need this document."  It was like that all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's Saturday and I don't have to bust out the shovel.  Tonight is my early birthday celebration.  I rented a room at a karaoke place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Allston&lt;/span&gt; called Do Re Mi.  It's so ghetto and awesome.  It's the best place for karaoke in Boston.  I have a few songs that I plan on singing.  Here's the short list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gangster's Paradise - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Superman's Dead - Our Lady Peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Right Stuff - New Kids on the Block&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teenage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dirtbag&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wheetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just Dance - Lady Ga Ga&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I love being surprised by what my friends pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a toasty 6 degrees tonight.  I'm starting to question global warming because I'm starting to feel like I live in Fargo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7218071100741605594?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7218071100741605594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7218071100741605594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7218071100741605594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7218071100741605594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/practicing-my-moves.html' title='Practicing my moves'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2152907321814910644</id><published>2009-01-19T20:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:01:16.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><title type='text'>Snowy adventures</title><content type='html'>I've had an interesting long weekend that consisted of Battlestar, movies, a bar, phone numbers, and digging my car out from the latest storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlestar was amazing. I'm so glad the show is back. There were quite a few surprises and I get the feeling there's going to be a lot of people killed off this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Revolutionary Road which was a mini Titanic reunion. Kate, Leo and Kathy Bates were all in the movie. It's pretty depressing. I wasn't expecting that. Everyone else seemed to already know this. I just thought I would mention that in case there is someone else out there who did not know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize that I would be horribly depressed in that time period. No one says what they're really thinking because they're afraid of how they would look. You're placed into a role based on your gender and you really have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another bartender's phone number. Well actually he asked me for my phone number and then texted me. I also got a girl's phone number because we had a really fun time talking about Twilight. Her boyfriend was really nice too and they suggested we all hang out some time. Twilight, bringing drunk people in bars together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow storm was unexpected. I looked out my window Sunday morning and was greeted by snow flying everywhere. All I could think of was NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! My arms are going to be jacked from all this shoveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying the last of my long weekend with some Phantom Planet and a nice cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2152907321814910644?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2152907321814910644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2152907321814910644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2152907321814910644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2152907321814910644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowy-adventures.html' title='Snowy adventures'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2732486839939481423</id><published>2009-01-14T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:33:21.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>The sea creatures are on vacation</title><content type='html'>I was all excited about going to Sea World when I go to Texas next month but it turns out it's closed until the end of February.  I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;secretly&lt;/span&gt; still ten years old and just want to see some whales and giant turtles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm visiting my brother too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2732486839939481423?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2732486839939481423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2732486839939481423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2732486839939481423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2732486839939481423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/sea-creatures-are-on-vacation.html' title='The sea creatures are on vacation'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3967156471714227575</id><published>2009-01-13T13:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:45:11.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battlestar Galactica'/><title type='text'>It's starting again</title><content type='html'>Season 8 of American Idol starts tonight. To be completely honest I only watch the first round of auditions. Once they make it to Hollywood I'm done. I love watching the train wrecks, the Mariah wannabes and all the other bad people who audition but after that I lose interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year they are supposedly cutting back on the bad auditions which I think is a big mistake. That's what people want to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/when-idol-becomes-idle--77"&gt;a list of changes&lt;/a&gt; that are happening to the show this season, some good, some bad. Cutting down the results show to a half hour. GOOD. No one needs Ryan Seacrest two hours a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more excited for Battlestar! Is it Friday yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3967156471714227575?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3967156471714227575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3967156471714227575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3967156471714227575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3967156471714227575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-starting-again.html' title='It&apos;s starting again'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6762453864833335363</id><published>2009-01-12T20:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:51:29.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m not rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><title type='text'>Pinky Out</title><content type='html'>My friend Melissa works for a country club and every year she brings me as her "date" to the annual tennis banquet.  I'm always down for some free food even if it means dressing up on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got eight inches of snow on Saturday night.  I've had enough thank you, bring on summer.  I broke my ice scraper so started karate chopping ice off my car.  Maybe I'll move on to boards next since I'm so good with the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tennis courts are freezing cold and I'm shoving my face full of cheese because I'm STARVING.  I discover that the white crackers taste like tea bags.  No good.  The tennis match was well played but all I could think of was my puffy red coat and some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally get to the banquet portion and stuff our faces full of more cheese products (mac and cheese, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt;) and some salad to help balance all that cheese.  I was boozed out from the weekend (snow makes me want to drink) so I didn't partake in the alcohol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove Melissa home and by some miracle there was a spot near my house to park.  City parking is hell in the winter!  I tend to abandon my car if there's snow as to not lose my prime parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my lovely Sunday spent with rich people in fur and fancy jewelery.  It's nice to see what a posh country club is like but I felt out of place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to say that I hate fur.  I don't understand why people wear it, it's pointless and disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6762453864833335363?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6762453864833335363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6762453864833335363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6762453864833335363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6762453864833335363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/pinky-out.html' title='Pinky Out'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3595698718949506209</id><published>2009-01-09T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:40:53.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='did you know'/><title type='text'>Did you know</title><content type='html'>That an optical mouse works better on a black mouse pad?  I had no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you jump into a panda's enclosure it will &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5gcVFGQmNI31QnoTqxhkuPy0pORkQ"&gt;eat your leg&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you also know that this won't happen if you don't jump into a panda's enclosure in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you know, the more legs you get to keep people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3595698718949506209?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3595698718949506209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3595698718949506209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3595698718949506209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3595698718949506209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2960182507771665432</id><published>2009-01-07T22:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:44:38.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>I can't make this stuff up</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit slow with the blogging but I've been doing very important things like getting suckered into hiring a personal trainer and then bailing after two sessions. I like being able to lift my arms and walk without looking like I'm going to cry from the pain or moving limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been surprisingly busy. We had news crews in the office yesterday which had people running around a bit. I don't really like to talk about my job in detail on the interents so I'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also spent hours on &lt;a href="http://www.twicon.org/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt;. Pack up your &lt;a href="http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-what-i-want-for-christmas.html"&gt;vampire glitter &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/edward-pillow-cases.html"&gt;Edward pillow cases&lt;/a&gt;, who wants to go to TwiCon 2009! I'm still laughing. This is just out of control!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2960182507771665432?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2960182507771665432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2960182507771665432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2960182507771665432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2960182507771665432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-make-this-stuff-up.html' title='I can&apos;t make this stuff up'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6833231367309215609</id><published>2009-01-02T10:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:00:46.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>My New Years Eve aka my night of freezing my ass off</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like a snow storm to start off the new year. I wasn't going to let that stop me from wearing my red dress. I'm a New Englander! I'm built for the cold! (this is what I tell myself and it's such a lie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I had a few drinks at her place. We were reading from this awful trashy vampire book that a member at her work suggested to her. I highly suggest reading bad books while drinking beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to our destination which was Tequila Rain. The coat check line was long and when we got to the front they were full. We had to go up to some other floor for our coat check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going back to Tequila Rain any time soon. They had two beer choices and we had two random creepy guys following us around the whole night. The guys were awful! We left early and headed to our normal haunt the Tavern. I ran into the bartender that I was dating. We're still friendly but our relationship is not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I went back to her house and lost feeling in our toes. We ended the night with mac &amp;amp; cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not a bad night but next year I think I'm going to take it easy. No Tequila Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my dress. Yes I'm pale. I love red though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286724722727938434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV44IAN5aYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R0ZMuKH7yE8/s320/100_1732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I. We were a little too sober for Tequila Rain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV44x6aeGmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/buA72BNE7Lo/s1600-h/100_1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286725442724567650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV44x6aeGmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/buA72BNE7Lo/s320/100_1735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's to hoping 2009 is even better than 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6833231367309215609?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6833231367309215609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6833231367309215609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6833231367309215609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6833231367309215609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-years-ever-aka-my-night-of.html' title='My New Years Eve aka my night of freezing my ass off'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV44IAN5aYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R0ZMuKH7yE8/s72-c/100_1732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8044869348857400272</id><published>2009-01-01T20:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:28:15.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites of &apos;08'/><title type='text'>Favorites of '08 part 2</title><content type='html'>I'm not done with my favorites of 2008. I was planning to do separate posts but I'm just going to do the rest in one post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV Shows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost&lt;/strong&gt; - My tv crack. I've missed you dearly and I can't wait for the new season to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/strong&gt; - This is not just some silly scifi show, this is an action packed, character driven space drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/strong&gt; - I jumped on the HIMYM band wagon late. I don't know what took me so long?! Will we ever find out who the mother is? Will we get more Robin Sparkles songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;/strong&gt; - I wasn't expecting this show to be funny but I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Blood&lt;/strong&gt; - I hucked the book at the wall because it was so ridiculous but the show is actually good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have Heros on my must see list but sadly it's a sinking ship and I'm jumping off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dark Night&lt;/strong&gt; - This movie was amazing. I remember when I first heard Heath Ledger was going to be the joker I thought it was a horrible casting choice. I was very wrong. Heath Ledger deserves to win that Oscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pineapple Express&lt;/strong&gt; - Stoner humor! My favorite scene is when James Franco tries to kick out the windshield and gets his foot stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/strong&gt; - Tom Cruise, you made me like you again for about 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Bruges&lt;/strong&gt; - This movie made me like Colliin Farrel. This is a great dark comedy and everyone who I've told to watch this has loved it. Seriously you need to see this move! You will be quoting it for weeks. If you watch it play a game I like to call how many people who have been in Harry Potter are in this movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iron Man&lt;/strong&gt; - Robert Downey Jr was great in this movie. This movie exceeded my expectations. I want an Iron Man suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step Brothers&lt;/strong&gt; - Will Farrell, don't stop being funny and making ridiculous movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt; - Yes, I'm a Twilight fan. I thought the movie was done well and followed the book pretty closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apparently like the comedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer&lt;/strong&gt; - A little ridiculous at some parts I still enjoyed it. Hey it's better than when I use to read VC Andrews all the time (why!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;/strong&gt; - When ever I'm feeling down I read this book. It reminds me that even when you're at the lowest of the lows it's never to late to do something about and change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bringing Down the House by Ben Mezrich&lt;/strong&gt; - What these MIT students did is pretty impressive. I would get nervous for Ben while reading this. The book is better than the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is a Mix Tape by Rob Sheffield&lt;/strong&gt; - This book made me cry. I mean really cry. I like how he associates music with different times in his life because I do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read more than this but these are the books that I really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Music video:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Dance by Lady Ga GA. I want to be at a party with Lady Ga GA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrEfpl2-UiU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrEfpl2-UiU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a lovely New Years Eve. I'll post a picture of my dress later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8044869348857400272?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8044869348857400272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8044869348857400272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8044869348857400272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8044869348857400272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2009/01/favorites-of-08-part-2.html' title='Favorites of &apos;08 part 2'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4996517531502707633</id><published>2008-12-30T10:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:26:15.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites of &apos;08'/><title type='text'>Favorites of '08: Albums</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you but I still buy CDs.  I like to physically have albums I enjoy.  Yes I use itunes and own an ipod but I like popping a CD into a stereo and putting it on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said I've put together a little list of some of my favorite albums of 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ludo, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're Awful, I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This power pop band from the mid-west has fun songs with catchy hooks.  Ludo is at their best when singing about what no other band sings about like lakes that eat people and that creepy guy who lives in your apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panic at the Disco, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty. Odd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This album sounds nothing like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Fever You Can't Sweat Out&lt;/span&gt; but I love it just the same.  One album they've got electro/cabaret beats and the next they sound like the Beatles.  I'm excited to see what they do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Out Boy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Folie A Deux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyone knows I'm a huge Fall Out Boy fan and this album is in constant rotation.  I think people who might not listen to Fall Out Boy normally should give this album is shot.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVpTJQ3o9pI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HyybDQCi5cg/s1600-h/VampireWeekendCD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVpTJQ3o9pI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HyybDQCi5cg/s200/VampireWeekendCD2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628531284965010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vampire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weeken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampire Weekend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  Every one's been talking about this band and they should be.  They have a unique style combining African beats, keyboards and even some classical sounds.  This was the perfect summer time album for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cardinology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  Sometimes a Ryan Adams album can be spotty with some amazing songs and a few duds but this is a solid album.  Who says you can't make a good album after cleaning up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed tuned for a few more favorites of 2008 surprises&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4996517531502707633?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4996517531502707633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4996517531502707633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4996517531502707633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4996517531502707633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/favorites-of-08-albums.html' title='Favorites of &apos;08: Albums'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVpTJQ3o9pI/AAAAAAAAAEY/HyybDQCi5cg/s72-c/VampireWeekendCD2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6990262075238581879</id><published>2008-12-27T23:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:03:30.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be healthy'/><title type='text'>Reality check</title><content type='html'>My normal pant size seems to be a bit snug. This is not good. I was trying on pants at the store and I was trying to convince myself it's the pants. No, it's me. I've been eating bad lately. I can eat a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snack all the time and I'm sort of known at work for not turning down food. Everyone keeps saying it will catch up with me and this could be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not overweight but I want to stay the pant size I am! Time to nip this in the butt (literally) before it gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe by posting this on my blog where it's there for all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; to read I'll be more likely to follow through. I feel so much better when I'm eating well and going to the gym. My mood improves and I have more energy. Maybe I'll look into some type of organized sport, something I have to show up to each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is really making me regret those sweet and sour meatballs I ate earlier today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6990262075238581879?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6990262075238581879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6990262075238581879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6990262075238581879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6990262075238581879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/reality-check.html' title='Reality check'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8780547005854666844</id><published>2008-12-26T11:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:56:37.196-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>This is a boredom post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVUMocJEq4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WtrYVMCNK4U/s1600-h/workface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284143626677693314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVUMocJEq4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WtrYVMCNK4U/s320/workface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my I don't want to be working today face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a grand total of three people in the office today. It's just a little too quiet. I've done some shopping online (two new pairs of jeans and a jacket), twittered, went on facebook, checked my e-mail, checked the blogs I read, did a little bit of work, and now I'm BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a lovely Christmas. I ate too much but it was worth every last tasty bite. I had Thai food from my favorite Thai place, I had food from the Chateau which has the best bread and toasted raviolis, and I had a home cooked dinner of ham, a roast, rolls, potatoes, green bean casserole and corn. This was not all in one day. I'm not that fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go to the gym today but I shouldn't drive anymore than needed on my spare tire. This is quite the good excuse not to go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say being single around the holidays is no fun. All my friends are spending the weekend with their boyfriends or girlfriends or fiances and I'm just hanging out by myself being bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to "work" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8780547005854666844?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8780547005854666844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8780547005854666844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8780547005854666844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8780547005854666844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-boredom-post.html' title='This is a boredom post'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVUMocJEq4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WtrYVMCNK4U/s72-c/workface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4246468212902828833</id><published>2008-12-25T08:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T08:41:16.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVONMlKuqyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OA_1ziaZgZg/s1600-h/calvin_and_hobbes_christmas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283722035110783778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVONMlKuqyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OA_1ziaZgZg/s400/calvin_and_hobbes_christmas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got a flat tire on Christmas Eve. This proves that I have the worst luck with tires. Say a prayer as I attempt to drive to my uncles on a spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone has a lovely Christmas with no flat tires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4246468212902828833?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4246468212902828833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4246468212902828833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4246468212902828833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4246468212902828833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVONMlKuqyI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OA_1ziaZgZg/s72-c/calvin_and_hobbes_christmas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1360822220398054970</id><published>2008-12-24T06:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:52:17.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Folie A Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVIvwXnVbiI/AAAAAAAAADo/YhqJ0eo-JS8/s1600-h/folieadeux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283337820878237218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVIvwXnVbiI/AAAAAAAAADo/YhqJ0eo-JS8/s320/folieadeux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finally had a chance to give &lt;strong&gt;Folie a Deux&lt;/strong&gt;, the new Fall out Boy CD a good listen. I've had the CD on repeat since the day I got it. This is a different Fall out Boy than we've heard before. Patrick Stump seems more comfortable and his vocals on this album are great. He has a good range and we can finally hear that. The style of songs varries widely. One minute it seems like older Fall Out Boy the next second it sounds like something Panic! At the Disco would have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first radio single "I Don't Care" is a really fun song and has the typical catchy Fall Out Boy hook. "What a Catch, Donnie" is another stand out song for me on this album. It's a little different than what I'm use to from Fall Out Boy but this slower song is growing on me. "20 Dollar Nose Bleed" features Brandon Urie from Panic at the Disco and sounds like it came off of Pretty Odd. I love these two singing together. One other song I have to mention is "America's Suithearts". That song gets stuck in my head constantly now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if you're not a big fan of Fall Out Boy I would give this album a shot. It's just a good album. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1360822220398054970?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1360822220398054970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1360822220398054970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1360822220398054970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1360822220398054970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/folie-deux.html' title='Folie A Deux'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SVIvwXnVbiI/AAAAAAAAADo/YhqJ0eo-JS8/s72-c/folieadeux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4664708262480570014</id><published>2008-12-22T12:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T12:30:22.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Why I will never watch Hostel ever again</title><content type='html'>I had a freaky dream last night!  Anything with eyeballs freaks me out.  Eyeballs are not meant to be touched.  That scene in Hostel, yea you know the one, that was one of the most nauseating things I have ever seen.  I think you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dream.  For some reason I have to wear these colored contacts for a party.  I get them in fine but they won't come out.  I'm freaking out asking people how to get them out.  Someone tells me to just use my finger nail and lift it off.  I try that but end up peeling off part of my eye that's stuck to the contact (This is where I freak!!!).  My eye looks all crazy like when you mix paint together and swirl it around, that's what it looked like.  I could still see out of my eye but that didn't help the freak out factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to look up what this dream could mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;To dream that your eyes are injured or closed, suggests your refusal to see the truth about something or the avoidance of intimacy. You may be expressing feelings of hurt, pain or sympathy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To see your own eyes in your dream, represents enlightenment, knowledge,       comprehension, understanding, and intellectual awareness. Unconscious thoughts may be coming onto the surface. The left eye is symbolic of the moon, while the right eye represents the sun. It may also be a pun on "I" or the self. If you dream that your eyes have turned inside your head and you can now see the inside of your head, then it symbolizes insight and something that you need to be aware of.  This dream may       be literally telling you that you need to look within yourself. Trust your       intuition and instincts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I think it means that I don't like things in my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4664708262480570014?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4664708262480570014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4664708262480570014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4664708262480570014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4664708262480570014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-will-never-watch-hostel-ever.html' title='Why I will never watch Hostel ever again'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8480404038596172687</id><published>2008-12-21T22:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:09:30.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stir crazy'/><title type='text'>An ode to sour cream</title><content type='html'>I think my roommate and I have a problem.  This problem is sour cream.  We are going through sour cream like water!  It all started because it was on sale.  So we used it.  We had to buy more.  Now we can't stop.  I had it with two meals today!  Not to mention I had it last night with dinner and Friday night.  I use to hate sour cream, now I don't know how I lived without it.   We're running low.  Must restock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell I'm going a little stir crazy.  I mean I'm writing about sour cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8480404038596172687?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8480404038596172687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8480404038596172687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8480404038596172687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8480404038596172687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/ode-to-sour-cream.html' title='An ode to sour cream'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3613643380680334727</id><published>2008-12-20T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:09:56.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter time</title><content type='html'>I'm following &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gerardway"&gt;Gerard Way&lt;/a&gt; on twitter.  He is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to follow me on Twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ginntastic"&gt;here I am&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3613643380680334727?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3613643380680334727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3613643380680334727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3613643380680334727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3613643380680334727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/twitter-time.html' title='Twitter time'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7822587892952991559</id><published>2008-12-19T10:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:03:04.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Out Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The world is not ending</title><content type='html'>Yes it's going to snow. No need to freak out people. This is New England. Snow happens. I'm always amazed at the amount of panic snow brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grand plans for tonight are to watch movies and listen to the new Fall Out Boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. I was talking to an ex-boyfriend last night and he asked me what kind of music I listen to now (we dated three years ago and haven't talked much since then). I told him that I listen to all different kinds of music. He asked me if Fall Out Boy was still my favorite band. I forgot we were dating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; my hardcore Fall Out Boy phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get home, get in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;, *chug some cold medicine and rock out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm not &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=robo-trippin"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;robo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/a&gt;, I actually have a cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7822587892952991559?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7822587892952991559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7822587892952991559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7822587892952991559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7822587892952991559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-is-not-ending.html' title='The world is not ending'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8001390228455133591</id><published>2008-12-17T18:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:21:54.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ludo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle of the bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Famous movie scenes + your favorite bands = a fun battle of the bands</title><content type='html'>Spin.com is having your favorite bands recreate scenes from popular movies in a different kind of battle of the bands. One of my favorite bands, Ludo, recreates a scene from Ghost Busters and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Plushgun&lt;/span&gt; does an amazing job recreating the famous ending scene of Se7en. &lt;a href="http://www.spin.com/sites/spin.com/files/sweeps/html/index.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt; if you have a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8001390228455133591?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8001390228455133591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8001390228455133591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8001390228455133591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8001390228455133591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/famous-movie-scenes-your-favorite-bands.html' title='Famous movie scenes + your favorite bands = a fun battle of the bands'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1495231597420708845</id><published>2008-12-15T12:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:53:57.600-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate Mondays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the T'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Just a mothball smelling Monday</title><content type='html'>I'm not a very patient person and I admit that but today on the T I had to have a little talk with myself and say:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Self, this is silly.  You're mad because there is a medical emergency on the train in front of you.  Please note that someone is ill and needs help so stop being a bitch and and fuming over a medical emergency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The train smelt like mothballs.  I think this was attributing to my crankiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hello Monday.  Glad you could make my morning as lovely as that mothball smelling train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1495231597420708845?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1495231597420708845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1495231597420708845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1495231597420708845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1495231597420708845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-mothball-smelling-monday.html' title='Just a mothball smelling Monday'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7776343920256087941</id><published>2008-12-13T11:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:56:47.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Edward pillow cases?!</title><content type='html'>So I thought the &lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/store/product.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302028384&amp;amp;PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524442193019&amp;amp;bmUID=1229042985652"&gt;Edward glitter &lt;/a&gt;was bad enough but now there's the &lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/store/product.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302033863&amp;amp;PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524442192413&amp;amp;bmUID=1229104193811"&gt;Twilight Edward Pillow Case&lt;/a&gt;! The product description. (Please try to read without peeing your pants):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edward will protect you from all your nightmares when you rest your head against this black pillow case with an image of the sensitive vampire. 20'' x 30''. 50% cotton. 50% polyester. Wash warm. Hang dry. Imported.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't handle it! I'm just waiting for the whole bed set. Just imagine, I bring a date back to my place. I tell him I'm going to freshen up so I can reapply my Edward glitter.  He walks into my bedroom and sees my Edward Cullen pillow cases and matching bed set.  That would be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.   I just can't stop posting all the awful Twilight crap that's out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7776343920256087941?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7776343920256087941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7776343920256087941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7776343920256087941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7776343920256087941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/edward-pillow-cases.html' title='Edward pillow cases?!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5935176953007384617</id><published>2008-12-12T12:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:00:36.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>I know what I want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>I haven't been having a very good day.  My phone that I just bought in May has died.  I'm using an old phone that I hate until I can make it over to t-mobile.  It was also a monsoon outside this morning.  I think my umbrella just gave up.  I was soaked by the time I got to the T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day is not lost!  It stopped raining, I'm heading to T-Mobile shortly and then I found &lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/store/product.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302028384&amp;amp;PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524442193019&amp;amp;bmUID=1229042985652"&gt;Twilight Edward Body Glitter&lt;/a&gt;.  I needed a good laugh.  Thank you Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the product description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Add subtle shimmer to your body with this iridescent powder. It includes a small  application brush and comes in a clear container with an image of Twilight's  Edward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It should say on the side: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WARNING, may cause moodiness, glaring and lust for blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5935176953007384617?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5935176953007384617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5935176953007384617' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5935176953007384617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5935176953007384617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-what-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='I know what I want for Christmas'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4490112196939469502</id><published>2008-12-11T17:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:32:43.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thehyp.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Review up on thehyp.net</title><content type='html'>My first concert review is done!  I wrote a review for the &lt;em&gt;Miracle on Tremont Street&lt;/em&gt; show for &lt;a href="http://www.thehyp.net/reviews/index.php?rtyp=music"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thehyp&lt;/span&gt;.net&lt;/a&gt;. I think it came out pretty good considering I was loaded up on cold medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4490112196939469502?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4490112196939469502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4490112196939469502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4490112196939469502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4490112196939469502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/review-up-on-thehypnet.html' title='Review up on thehyp.net'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6281919675293703495</id><published>2008-12-11T07:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:27:33.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thehyp.net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><title type='text'>I'm not dead just busy</title><content type='html'>Wow I haven't updated for a little bit. I feel like I've been busy but I don't have much to show for it. We did an early Christmas for my brother who is now in Texas for boot camp. I saw him get sworn in on Tuesday. I forgot to take pictures because I was so busy taking pictures for my grandmother with her camera. I don't think its sunk in yet that he's gone. I might fly to Texas in February for his boot camp graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's finally Thursday. Christmas is getting closer and I have no idea what to get my boss. Last year I wanted to get him these pirate cuff links I saw and then he comes into the office wearing them! I yelled at him and told him I was suppose to buy those for him. Now I'm stumped. Suggestions for gifts for my boss? I can't be cheap as he is not stingy with my gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing pretty good at not eating tons of junk and I've been running. I'm giving myself a gold star for effort. Once I get into the routine of exercising it's much easier to stick with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I did a review of the Miracle on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tremont&lt;/span&gt; Street show with Dearly Beloved, Airborne Toxic Event and Franz Ferdinand for &lt;a href="http://www.thehyp.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thehyp&lt;/span&gt;.net&lt;/a&gt; which should be up soon. I'll post the link later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get the fluff ball (my cat) off my lap and get to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6281919675293703495?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6281919675293703495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6281919675293703495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6281919675293703495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6281919675293703495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-dead-just-busy.html' title='I&apos;m not dead just busy'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3207564944456714578</id><published>2008-12-04T23:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:31:41.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish tales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my grandmother'/><title type='text'>There's no escaping the Irish</title><content type='html'>I was at my grandmother's house tonight for a going away dinner for my brother and I found an Irish surprise in the living room. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276155326268215378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STirUKIAkFI/AAAAAAAAADg/SnRbzNYlBHc/s320/irish8track.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Incase you didn't know this is played on an 8trackstero.  It says so right there on the front.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276155263804333298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STirQhbdXPI/AAAAAAAAADY/iHTEkWABLDA/s320/drinkingsongs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nice vests boys. Green? How very Irish Balladeer of you.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276155197113132418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STirMo_CZYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/C1upR_-UeUo/s320/irishsongsoffreedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;"You can take our lives! But you can never take our Irish Songs of Freedom!!!! (vol 3)"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love to crank those Irish drinking songs on my 8 track stereo. My brother asked my grandmother what she was doing with these. She replied "how do you play those?" Well if this was say 1970 we would be all set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shame we couldn't have "Irish songs of freedom vol 3 (and still more)" playing while we ate dinner. Instead we got to rock out to Celtic Woman. I'm curious as to how many volumes there are considering it says "and still more..."&lt;/p&gt;&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/1332156110026047872-3207564944456714578?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3207564944456714578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3207564944456714578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3207564944456714578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3207564944456714578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-no-escaping-irish.html' title='There&apos;s no escaping the Irish'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STirUKIAkFI/AAAAAAAAADg/SnRbzNYlBHc/s72-c/irish8track.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5221152910023267243</id><published>2008-12-03T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:15:19.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Do you want fries with that?</title><content type='html'>I had a strange dream that involved Simon Cowell and cheese burgers.  He was visiting the Boston area and stopped me in a mall to ask me where he could get a good cheese burger.  Me being an expert on delicious cheese burgers named a few places but my friends decided to bash all of them and tell Simon they all made awful burgers.  I yelled "why don't you just go to Burger King then!" and stormed off.  Simon ended up taking my suggestion and thanked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my subconcious saying "hey, you know what's bothering you?  When you suggest a place to eat, hang out, get drinks, and your friends tell you they don't like that place or don't want to do that so you end up doing what they want to do which is always the same thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my suggestions are never taken into consideration or out right dissed.  I'm always doing what they want to do and I don't complain.  I think I need to speak up.  This is what Simon Cowell wants me to do.  He is like my turtle spirit guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5221152910023267243?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5221152910023267243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5221152910023267243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5221152910023267243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5221152910023267243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-want-fries-with-that.html' title='Do you want fries with that?'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8220246117842086655</id><published>2008-12-02T07:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:57:08.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music I hate'/><title type='text'>Konvict is not a word</title><content type='html'>Akon makes my ears vomit. His voice is like nails on a chalk board to me. Stop throwing K's in words where they don't belong and stop whining when you sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback, you've been replaced as band/singer I hate the most. I'm sure that you'll be back on top eventually as you are quite proficient in producing awful music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275167172541583778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STUomCokkaI/AAAAAAAAADI/YmWqzFW9Txw/s320/akon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dear God, thank you for blessing me with this amazing voice which I promise to use to ruin as many songs as possible. Oh and thanks for this massive watch. Sincerely, Your favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Knovict&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8220246117842086655?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8220246117842086655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8220246117842086655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8220246117842086655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8220246117842086655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/12/konvict-is-not-word.html' title='Konvict is not a word'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/STUomCokkaI/AAAAAAAAADI/YmWqzFW9Txw/s72-c/akon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8178793048938567283</id><published>2008-11-29T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:48:05.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog sitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Being lazy</title><content type='html'>Heading out to Harvard Square for a quick drink with a friend. I've been stuck in the house all day with my cat and Melissa's dog. They're getting along &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Riley is now sleeping on my pants. A dog is a lot of work and I'm not use to it. I need this little break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched way too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; today. I watched &lt;em&gt;Legends of the Fall&lt;/em&gt; and then &lt;em&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/em&gt;. I cried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; both. I'm a sap who will fully admit right here to crying while watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time. I could watch period movies all day. I love the dresses, the dancing, the "courting". Then I remember how I like antibiotics and the inernet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the house to myself which is nice. I hung out with the bar tender, saw my family, slept a lot, watched movies, made pizza. I think I've had a successful Thanksgiving break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8178793048938567283?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8178793048938567283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8178793048938567283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8178793048938567283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8178793048938567283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-lazy.html' title='Being lazy'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-486964934169908902</id><published>2008-11-29T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T20:36:19.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gavin DeGraw'/><title type='text'>Another video but it's Gavin DeGraw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=47311259"&gt;Gavin DeGraw: Catering in Italy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=47311259,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=47311259,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more reason why I love Gavin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-486964934169908902?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/486964934169908902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=486964934169908902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/486964934169908902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/486964934169908902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-video-but-its-gavin-degraw.html' title='Another video but it&apos;s Gavin DeGraw!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1702689212897718893</id><published>2008-11-28T16:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:11:10.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rickroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Macy's Parade Rickroll!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXJnOjAGR24&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXJnOjAGR24&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, Rick Astley wins! That is the best Rickroll and it was delivered by the man himelf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1702689212897718893?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1702689212897718893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1702689212897718893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1702689212897718893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1702689212897718893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/macys-parade-rickroll.html' title='Macy&apos;s Parade Rickroll!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-915223408273269882</id><published>2008-11-25T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:55:22.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion police'/><title type='text'>Just a suggestion</title><content type='html'>To the woman with the clear backpack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest putting your tampons in a case of some sort or  purchasing a normal backpack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-915223408273269882?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/915223408273269882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=915223408273269882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/915223408273269882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/915223408273269882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-suggestion.html' title='Just a suggestion'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2530336097588090957</id><published>2008-11-24T11:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:02:59.547-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Twilight Toughts</title><content type='html'>We all knew the Twilight post would be coming so if you haven't seen it yet and don't want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spoilers&lt;/span&gt; I suggest you skip the rest of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I was very happy with the movie. I thought the casting was good and it was very close to the book. I wasn't expecting to laugh as much as I did. When Bella first walks into the classroom and Edward looks like he's going to vomit, oh that was awesome. I also found the kitchen scene where Rosalie breaks the salad bowl because Bella already ate to be pretty funny. Alice being Alice and telling Bella "don't worry we're going to be good friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper's face made me crack up. He looked terrified throughout the whole movie and I couldn't control myself when he had that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm3824194816/nm1717152"&gt;Edward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scissor&lt;/span&gt; Hands&lt;/a&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Rob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; was perfect as Edward. He gets the tortured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; look down well. I was totally fine with him ripping his shirt open and being all "look how my chest sparkles in the sun! You should be afraid! I'm a freak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baseball scene was perfect and throwing "Supermassive Black Hole" in there durring that made it even better.  I could watch vampire baseball for hours.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Charlie in the movie better than in the book. He seems more human than the watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and go fishing guy in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad they cut out some of the cheese (oh there was still some cheese). I'm sure I would have rolled my eyes if they tried the Bella fainting around Edward crap like they did in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy and will buy the DVD the second it comes out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to be made into a movie. I'd have to say New Moon was my least favorite book but I'll still see the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2530336097588090957?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2530336097588090957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2530336097588090957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2530336097588090957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2530336097588090957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-toughts.html' title='Twilight Toughts'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8639568529631812793</id><published>2008-11-20T09:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:43:29.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my brother'/><title type='text'>Holiday thoughts (wow Thanksgiving is next week!)</title><content type='html'>The holidays are going to be very different this year.  My mother moved out of my childhood home and my brother is leaving for boot camp in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of December.  We're going out to a restaurant for Thanksgiving which I've never done before.  My mother's new place is very small and my aunt and uncle who sometimes host are packing up to move so we don't really have many options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're celebrating Christmas before my brother leaves and I'm stuck on what to get him.  Anything I get he'll only have a week to enjoy before he leaves.  I could just get him some beer and a steak and call it a day.  I don't think its hit me yet that he's leaving.  It will at some point I'm sure.  He's going to miss Christmas, New Years and my birthday.  He makes sure any party he's at is fun.  My roommate jokes that all he has to do is walk into a party and people start falling on the floor wasted.  This stems from an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;impromptu&lt;/span&gt; get together with some friends and my brother and two of my roommates coming home to find all of us lying on the dining room floor in the dark listening to "I write sins not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tragedies&lt;/span&gt;" on repeat with bottles everywhere.  My brother was still trying to get people to do shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.  It will be different but being with my family is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to point out that walking through the mall to get to work everyday I am bombarded by Christmas decorations which I think went up right after Halloween.  It's not time people!  I'm also afraid one of those giant stars hanging around is going to fall on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  If someone wants to get me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GPS&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, that would be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8639568529631812793?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8639568529631812793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8639568529631812793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8639568529631812793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8639568529631812793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-thoughts-wow-thanksgiving-is.html' title='Holiday thoughts (wow Thanksgiving is next week!)'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2167677624089071217</id><published>2008-11-18T17:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:24:01.740-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nervous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m weird'/><title type='text'>Roar!</title><content type='html'>I'm slowly adding the links to blogs I read.  I read quite a few so I'm sure I'll be adding more.  I have a lot of links bookmarked at home and I'm at work right now.  I really need to update my google reader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting up with the tattooed bartender tonight.  My stomach is already doing the nervous talking thing it likes to do.  When I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; my stomach growls.  So boys if I'm talking to you and my stomach sounds like a caged tiger, that means I like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2167677624089071217?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2167677624089071217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2167677624089071217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2167677624089071217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2167677624089071217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/roar.html' title='Roar!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1169035113164507155</id><published>2008-11-18T07:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:45:51.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFI'/><title type='text'>AFI is in the studio</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes me happier than reading this from Jade on &lt;a href="http://www.afireinside.net/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AFI's&lt;/span&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello dear, it's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've officially finished writing the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AFI&lt;/span&gt; album, and now we enter the studio to put it on tape. We have a fabulous producer we'll be working with, David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bottrill&lt;/span&gt;, who has worked on some fantastic and legendary albums by Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Garbiel&lt;/span&gt;, Muse, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Silverchair&lt;/span&gt;, Placebo, and Tool. We've spent this whole year crafting these songs and we're impatient to share them, so let's get busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davey, Adam, Hunter, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a HUGE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AFI&lt;/span&gt; fan. I can easily say they are my favorite band. I'm so excited! Make it quick boys. I can't wait to hear the new album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1169035113164507155?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1169035113164507155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1169035113164507155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1169035113164507155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1169035113164507155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/afi-is-in-studio.html' title='AFI is in the studio'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7358543954322763999</id><published>2008-11-16T10:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:20:30.423-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Tavern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Boston</title><content type='html'>When Melissa Darryl and I go out it usually ends up being an adventure. We meet lots of interesting characters on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I started our night at Boloco with are usual burritos. I wasn't surprised to see my Boloco fan there. He looks pretty young, probably goes to BC. He was behind the counter though and there was another guy who we started calling jerry curl dude at the register. He was very obviously flirting with us even though Melissa and I were like hey we just want burritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently BC boy wasn't a big fan of this because he was hanging out where we were eating and started talking to us. I told him I was sorry I was a pain ordering my burritos because I always sort of create my own. He responded with "oh no you're not a pain" and threw in a wink for good measure. Meanwhile, jerry curl dude comes literally dancing over and is all "what's up ladies?" I'm trying so hard not to laugh and Melissa isn't doing too well either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're putting on our coats jerry curl dude tells us to wait because he wants to invite us to this party. He goes out back to write down the info (yea, we're not going) and BC guy comes over. He tells me he likes my skirt (I'm wearing a dress), I tell him I don't normally get dressed up for Boloco. He says "well I would get dressed up for me too." He usually never says more than two words to us so I don't know where all of this is coming from. Some how the conversation ends with him telling us that next month they're changing their uniforms to include ass less chaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry curl dude comes back and hands us a paper with a book written on it. Name, address, cell phone, e-mail. Who writes their e-mail down? We said thank you and left. Melissa told me to hold on to the paper because she didn't want to try to call him later drunk to go to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the Boloco ridiculousness, we rounded up Darryl and headed over to Mantra which has a $25 cover! The only way to get in there is to eat dinner and stay. No way I'm paying $25. We were near Felt so we headed over there. There was quite the group of people in there. I felt like I was watching a combination of the pick up artist and Shallow Hal. We decided to stay though since we were there and it was quite good people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While trying to get to the bathroom I get pulled aside by a more sleazy version of Brody Jenner. He's thinks it's ok to try to make out with a girl who's walking by. No thanks. I run off to the bathroom to escape. When I'm walking back he grabs my hair. What is wrong with people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and I were doing our Romy and Michelle inspired dance on the dance floor while Darryl stands by and refuses to talk to ladies. I did meet one nice guy who told us he liked how we didn't take our dancing super seriously. He just moved here and asked if he could hang out with us sometime. He had to drive his two friends home so we left to go to the tavern. I saw Brody grinding some girls on the way out. Have fun with that one ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the Tavern with an hour to spare. Right when I walk in I see a guy I like. He has dark hair, lots of tattoos, the plaid shirt and the rocker boy skinny jeans (yea that's my type). I didn't say anything though because I wasn't really in the mood. But around closing he started talking to Darryl and I. We were having an argument on whether or not hockey is a racist sport. Tattoo boy and I said that minorities just aren't interested in hockey while Darryl claimed the sport doesn't like minorities. I asked Darryl if he actually knew a minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bar closed tattoo boy walked back towards Melissa's house with us since he had to stop by this local restaurant where he is the bar manager. Hello, jack pot! He asked if he could call me later and come by for Chinese food. I said yes. In the mean time there was this old guy who was semi in our conversation at the bar and I just noticed that he was walking with us. At one point he whipped out some coke and we were like, no, we're not interested. It took us a while to get rid of him, he was creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tattoo boy came back 15 minutes later. We all ate Chinese food in the kitchen at 4 am. He actually had the new Cardinals CD on him!  Could this get any better?  He wants me to visit him at the bar on Monday. I'm still deciding if I'm going to do it. It's very hard for me to resist tattoo boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think this picture sums up the night. Earrings falling out, a wtf is going on look on my face. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288308758866706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SSBFzIaw6xI/AAAAAAAAADA/xZzAe-C4ZmM/s320/100_1605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7358543954322763999?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7358543954322763999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7358543954322763999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7358543954322763999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7358543954322763999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/adventures-in-boston.html' title='Adventures in Boston'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SSBFzIaw6xI/AAAAAAAAADA/xZzAe-C4ZmM/s72-c/100_1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-799946157815604098</id><published>2008-11-14T14:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:40:06.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Does not compute</title><content type='html'>I got an e-mail from my roommate Todd saying that our router has died so here is the info for the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems simple enough except the password is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;djU&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rjASJlo&lt;/span&gt;93-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SDJ&lt;/span&gt;03&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jarjlSE&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ejel&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;EDU&lt;/span&gt;98&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fwje&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dUjeweioaw&lt;/span&gt;9*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jwkjsDEJUW&lt;/span&gt;#*284729&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I'm not kidding.  At first I think hey this is cool I can just copy and paste, oh wait you need the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; for that!  So I will be typing this in by hand and I am bound to screw it up and then I'll be dragging my lap top over to Todd with a "help me" look on my face which has happened before.  I get cranky with no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;internets&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-799946157815604098?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/799946157815604098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=799946157815604098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/799946157815604098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/799946157815604098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/does-not-compute.html' title='Does not compute'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3137598532705381908</id><published>2008-11-14T13:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:14:44.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery text'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GAP ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend update'/><title type='text'>Mystery texter revealed and I'm bored</title><content type='html'>Ginny here on the front lines of the law firm to report that all is quiet on the divorce front. So far it's been a quiet day at work although all hell usually breaks loose right before we close for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our third attempt to make it to Mantra. The last two times we've tried its been a bust. Not this time. We are on a mission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to dinner at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Burren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Sarah who is now an Esquire! We had some burgers and beers and listened to live Irish folk music.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mystery text was from a guy who I hung out with about two years ago but he started dating some girl. Now he wants to meet up for some drinks. I'm not in the mood. I was sort of interested TWO YEARS AGO. Now I really could care less.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been seeing the new GAP ads everywhere. I saw this one and thought oh, James Blunt?? No its Napoleon Dynamite! Poor Tina probably wouldn't even recognize him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268589158860008514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SR3J7QFTLEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2VbB482ywcU/s320/gapheder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3137598532705381908?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3137598532705381908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3137598532705381908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3137598532705381908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3137598532705381908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/mystery-texter-revealed-and-im-bored.html' title='Mystery texter revealed and I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SR3J7QFTLEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2VbB482ywcU/s72-c/gapheder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1047524625617673698</id><published>2008-11-12T07:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T07:24:12.955-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Woven</title><content type='html'>My friend Scott likes to shoot and record live shows and he is good at it. I usually end up demanding he send me the recording right after the show. I've been listening to the &lt;a href="http://thehyp.net/media/"&gt;Woven show&lt;/a&gt; he recorded in Portland, ME.  I saw them at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TT's&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks ago and they are a really good band to see live.  I couldn't stop watching the guitarist, he has some pretty awesome stage moves.  When Scott tells me to go to a show I go because he has yet to bring me to bad show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a fan of Nine Inch Nails you should &lt;a href="http://www.wovenmusic.com/"&gt;check them out&lt;/a&gt;. You can thank me later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1047524625617673698?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1047524625617673698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1047524625617673698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1047524625617673698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1047524625617673698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/woven.html' title='Woven'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1692289147683533980</id><published>2008-11-11T21:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:10:59.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery text'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><title type='text'>Crap day and a mystery text</title><content type='html'>I had a bad day at work.  Nothing like being reminded that you're just an assistant who makes copies and types letters to put you in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;27 Dresses&lt;/em&gt; and finished off a piece of mystery cake left over from friends Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;I got a mystery text this evening that said "hey you! long time no talk!"  I have no idea who this is.  I could respond with "hey how are?"  or "hey who are you?"  I really shouldn't delete numbers from my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1692289147683533980?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1692289147683533980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1692289147683533980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1692289147683533980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1692289147683533980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/crap-day-and-mystery-text.html' title='Crap day and a mystery text'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-2135002380084163048</id><published>2008-11-10T20:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T07:09:34.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy fandom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Is Jesus here?  Nope it's Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; insanity is in full force. Apparently Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; was suppose to attend a meet and greet at a Hot Topic in San Fransisco but it &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2008-11-10-twilights-robert-pattinson-ignites-massive-mayhem-in-san-fran"&gt;turned into a mob scene&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;blockquote&gt;All because the people at the front of the line did not want to form a line. They crowded the malls entrance, police were called, and the whole event was cancelled and it will not be rescheduled. Even as it was announced that the event was cancelled, people still continued to stay in line. 1000+ people were in line for only 500 wristband that would allow you to meet Rob this evening.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;People need to calm down! I feel bad for Rob. I would be scared if I were him. I don't understand why anyone would think screaming and clawing at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;celebrity&lt;/span&gt; is appropriate. I don't care if you're 12 or 13, you should know better. You can be a fan without being insane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I can't wait for &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-2135002380084163048?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/2135002380084163048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=2135002380084163048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2135002380084163048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/2135002380084163048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-jesus-here-nope-its-robert-pattinson.html' title='Is Jesus here?  Nope it&apos;s Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5939896753479021734</id><published>2008-11-07T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:21:22.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>What is going on with the animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I don't know what it is with this week and dead animals but it's pretty depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start back at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night I'm driving to book club (or drink wine and eat food club) with my roommate and some how we started talking about the old rail road tracks and giant abandoned warehouse behind our street.  Meg tells me that it use to be a slaughter house and meat packing plant up until the 80s and the tracks were used to cart animals to their death!  Property prices were really cheap back then because you could hear the animals.  There is no way I could ever live on my street with that going on.  I don't care if someone threw a house key at me and said I could live there for free.  I'd be crying myself to sleep.  I believe the warehouse will be torn down and built into condos.  I'm sorry but I'm not having the ghost of dead cows mooing at me in the middle of the night.  I wouldn't feel comfortable living in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;converted&lt;/span&gt; slaughter house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already pretty upset by this news but then I get on the T yesterday and there are posters everywhere of a bob cat stuck in a trap.  It was an ad against fur.  (Which I completely agree with.  No need to be wearing dead animal but that's just me).  I was ready to start crying on the T.  Not the poor cat!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nooooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was looking at some old news papers that the attorney who founded the law firm I work for had in his office.  He passed away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the summer so his office is getting cleaned out. There was an article in an old paper with an adorable little pig on the front rubbing up against a tree.  "That was his pig" my co-worker told me.  "How cute"  I exclaimed.  "Yea, he ate her."  What!!!  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just too much bad animal karma going on here.  I think I need to look at some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LoL&lt;/span&gt; cats or watch the Mark Wahlberg talks to animals snl skit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5939896753479021734?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5939896753479021734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5939896753479021734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5939896753479021734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5939896753479021734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-going-on-with-animals.html' title='What is going on with the animals'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8238525341645403880</id><published>2008-11-05T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:38:13.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deaths'/><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/11/05/print/main4575403.shtml"&gt;Best-Selling Author Michael Crichton Dies at 66&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8238525341645403880?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8238525341645403880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8238525341645403880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8238525341645403880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8238525341645403880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8602915686083908755</id><published>2008-11-05T11:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:23:51.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How I Met Your Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linkage'/><title type='text'>Good mood</title><content type='html'>I'm in a good mood today. I feel like a lot of Americans are. I'm happy that I got to vote in this election. This is history. I wish I had been out in the city last night but I visited my family in the burbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The election results are not the only reason why I'm in a good mood. I visited my mom and my brother last night for dinner. I wish everyone could meet my mother and brother because they crack me up. It's very obvious that we are related. My mother was doing Beowulf impressions last night because my brother has been watching that movie on repeat. My mother kept saying "My name is Beowulf and I've come to kill your monster and fight him half naked". My brother then yelled "real men fight naked". I just sat on the couch making manly fighting noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided to post some links on this blog. I feel the need to share stuff that I find on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the show &lt;strong&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/strong&gt;. I just started watching it last season and I don't know what took me so long to start watching! So here's &lt;a href="http://weblogs.variety.com/season_pass/2008/11/how-i-met-your.html"&gt;a Q &amp; A&lt;/a&gt; with the creators of the show that I enjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8602915686083908755?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8602915686083908755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8602915686083908755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8602915686083908755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8602915686083908755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-mood.html' title='Good mood'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3835778004300961122</id><published>2008-11-04T11:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:54:48.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>So Diddy won't kill me</title><content type='html'>No I have not voted yet, yes I will be voting after work. I'm not a morning person and since my brain does not start functioning until about 10:30 a.m. I would probably vote for Diddy. Could you imagine him as president? I would imagine his winning speech would be like one giant rap video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho I can't wait for this election to be over and done with. I feel like I need a break from the "liberal media elite". I'm sure tonight will be 24/7 election coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been some talk in Massachusetts about Deval Patrick taking a position in Obama's cabinet. He has said repeatedly that he will stay in Massachusetts as Governor. I can see him making a run for the white house at some point but he would be wise to not leave Massachusetts yet as he just got elected. Yes I am Ginny, political advisor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to my mom's tonight to visit with Mr. Binx (my mom's cat) and my mom of course. This is AFTER I vote of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If Sarah Palin is our VP I'm moving to Canada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3835778004300961122?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3835778004300961122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3835778004300961122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3835778004300961122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3835778004300961122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-diddy-wont-kill-me.html' title='So Diddy won&apos;t kill me'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-7467933703681416341</id><published>2008-11-01T23:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:41:08.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist office party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The dentist office Halloween party was pretty fun. I may have drank a tad too much but Sam Adams cherry wheat beer is so good! I made it home at 4 am, woke up at 11:00, watched the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; on the couch while eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tator&lt;/span&gt; tots, felt sad that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; is not on anymore, then went back to bed until 5:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263897083864690770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0egin4MFI/AAAAAAAAACw/mWmTSfuOmgQ/s320/100_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Midori&lt;/span&gt; from Guitar Hero III&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263897080288895506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0egVTV4hI/AAAAAAAAACo/uwZvA9bLfa8/s320/100_1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Germana is Princess Peach with her duck hunt gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263897078459587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0egOfM2dI/AAAAAAAAACg/quiuo76-qJo/s320/100_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jesse as Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263897072012006018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0ef2d-koI/AAAAAAAAACY/ONUgTMtgM-E/s320/100_1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Darryl as a Mexican cop. And Peach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263897064164386274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0efZO9ZeI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vSGp6YusKPU/s320/100_1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Germana's boyfriend was Dwight and he had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Schrute&lt;/span&gt; bucks and these pictures which he hung up everywhere. So funny! Three hole punch Jim showed up too along with Pam. We had a Dwight vs. Jim beer pong game. I'm so mad that I didn't get a picture of that. My camera died on my so I didn't get as many pictures as I would have liked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I had a video of my dance battle with the Joker. That was pretty epic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-7467933703681416341?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/7467933703681416341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=7467933703681416341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7467933703681416341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/7467933703681416341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQ0egin4MFI/AAAAAAAAACw/mWmTSfuOmgQ/s72-c/100_1540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-654536781864811987</id><published>2008-10-28T14:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:49:30.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catch phrases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>You run a tight ship my friend</title><content type='html'>I've noticed a lot of my friends have catch phrases.  I was thinking about this today because I changed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; status to my friends catch phrase to annoy him.  Darryl does have the best ones though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl's catch phrases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You run a tight ship my friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is MY Tavern!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't make the wine without the grapes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you hate me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we get in a cab he says to the cab driver "you run a tight ship my friend" and I don't know why but this sends me in to hysterical fits of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My catch phrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna smack the crap out of you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, very classy.  I had this pointed out to me by a friend.  I don't say it viciously and I usually say it in response to Darryl using one of his catch phrases.  He'll ask me why I hate him and I tell him I'm gonna smack the crap out of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-654536781864811987?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/654536781864811987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=654536781864811987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/654536781864811987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/654536781864811987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-run-tight-ship-my-friend.html' title='You run a tight ship my friend'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-8167215678409780500</id><published>2008-10-26T22:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:37:14.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under the Influence of Giants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Under the Influence of Giants</title><content type='html'>I've been having a really bad weekend which I may or may not post about later but there is one band that always puts me in a good mood. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thegiants"&gt;Under the Influence of Giants&lt;/a&gt; is a band I saw with a pretty boring date but the show was amazing so I should thank boring dude for inviting me to the show.  I hope he didn't notice me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ogling&lt;/span&gt; the lead singers tattoos the whole time. They're disco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rockish&lt;/span&gt; and remind me of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scissor&lt;/span&gt; Sisters.  If they happen to be performing in your city they are a must see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261654638101391394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQUnBBLR6CI/AAAAAAAAABg/gabdW_Y_gLo/s320/utiog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could listen to In the Clouds on repeat all day.  I probably shouldn't be walking around singing "I like the morning after pill hello"  though....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So check them out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-8167215678409780500?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/8167215678409780500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=8167215678409780500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8167215678409780500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/8167215678409780500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/under-influence-of-giants.html' title='Under the Influence of Giants'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQUnBBLR6CI/AAAAAAAAABg/gabdW_Y_gLo/s72-c/utiog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3799218564433641374</id><published>2008-10-26T20:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:36:23.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo'/><title type='text'>Boo (aka Boo Nigel Flufferton III)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQULgCSIEGI/AAAAAAAAABY/yIaN5eR_TTo/s1600-h/100_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261624384648908898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQULgCSIEGI/AAAAAAAAABY/yIaN5eR_TTo/s320/100_0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I brought Boo to the vet for his yearly visit.  My vet is super British and has pictures on the walls of him in various halloween costumes with his dog.  He always calls him the mystery cat because we really have no idea how old he is.  He peed in the carrier on the way to the vet.  Nothing like getting pee on your coat and shelling out $240.00.  He always has to get blood drawn to check his thyroid and make sure his medicine doesn't need to be adjusted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called when I was trying to get him in the tub to clean him up.  He was having none of that but knowing him he would go straight for my bed smelling like pee.  I sure do a lot for this cat but I love my little hobo kitty.  Even if he doesn't go after the mice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3799218564433641374?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3799218564433641374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3799218564433641374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3799218564433641374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3799218564433641374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo-aka-boo-nigel-flufferton-iii.html' title='Boo (aka Boo Nigel Flufferton III)'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SQULgCSIEGI/AAAAAAAAABY/yIaN5eR_TTo/s72-c/100_0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5606276634004316207</id><published>2008-10-24T12:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:39:12.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massachusetts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Doing my civic duty</title><content type='html'>With November 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not too far off the ads for Question 1, 2, and 3 are everywhere! I actually have an opinion about all of them and I’ll tell you right now how I’m voting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, here are the actual questions on the &lt;a href="http://www.sec.state.ma.us/ele/elepip08/pip08idx.htm"&gt;Massachusetts ballot &lt;/a&gt;for 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. State Personal Income Tax&lt;br /&gt;2. Possession of Marijuana&lt;br /&gt;3. Dog Racing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;State Personal Income Tax:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This proposed law would reduce the state personal income tax rate to 2.65% for all categories of taxable income for the tax year beginning on or after January 1, 2009, and would eliminate the tax for all tax years beginning on or after January 1, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reducing and then eliminating the state income tax makes no sense to me. Our public services would suffer drastically. Police, fire, schools, roadway maintenance would all suffer as they rely on this money. The state of Massachusetts would lose more than 12 billion dollars. I’d like to know how you can make up for a 12 billion dollar deficit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Possession of Marijuana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This proposed law would replace the criminal penalties for possession of one ounce or less of marijuana with a new system of civil penalties, to be enforced by issuing citations, and would exclude information regarding this civil offense from the state's criminal record information system. Offenders age 18 or older would be subject to forfeiture of the marijuana plus a civil penalty of $100. Offenders under the age of 18 would be subject to the same forfeiture and, if they complete a drug awareness program within one year of the offense, the same $100 penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My basic thinking regarding this is I’d rather have room in jails for people who really need to be there. I also don’t see how you can view smoking pot any worse than drinking. So I say if you have one legal they should both be legal or both be illegal (I like my beer and don’t like cough syrup so please let’s not do that). This proposed law is not making pot legal it is decriminalizing it if it’s under a certain amount. If you’re under 18 they fine you and send you to a program about the dangers of substance abuse and make you do community service. I don’t think this proposed law will turn everyone into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cheech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dog Racing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This proposed law would prohibit any dog racing or racing meeting in Massachusetts where any form of betting or wagering on the speed or ability of dogs occurs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t believe in racing animals period. It seems the opponents to Question 3’s main argument is that people will lose jobs. Everyday I read the metro and there’s an ad with sad people saying “don’t take our jobs”. Can we put that next to a picture of a sad dog saying “don’t take my life or injure me for money!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are my thoughts. You probably don’t care if you’re not voting in Massachusetts but I actually do care about these issues and well what better place to pimp out your opinion than on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interenets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5606276634004316207?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5606276634004316207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5606276634004316207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5606276634004316207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5606276634004316207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/with-november-4-th-not-too-far-off-ads.html' title='Doing my civic duty'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-4153170130844746049</id><published>2008-10-23T07:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:33:15.321-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ghetto house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mice'/><title type='text'>Mouse hunt 2008</title><content type='html'>If you want to know what my life has been like for the past few months please rent &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119715/"&gt;Mouse Hunt&lt;/a&gt;. My roommate and I have been in an all out war. Holes were plugged up, stoves were pulled out, traps were laid down and I thought we had won. But oh no, these mice are sneaky bastards and moved their hideout from behind the stove to the back of our couch. While checking the hole in my couch for furry friends I came to the conclusion that this was beyond anything we could do. We needed a professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't quite sure what the exterminator would do. Does he lay down traps? Does he lure them out with a flute and skip down the street with a trail of mice behind him? I had no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exterminator discovered the source of entry into our house. He also discovered that our counters are not attached to anything and can be pulled out. This house continues to get more ghetto everyday. Behind the counter is a secret pipe that leads to nowhere. Really this does not surprise me. You win house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the pipe plugged up and our ugly pink counters back in place I think we may have won this battle finally. But if the mice do come back can they at least take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pity&lt;/span&gt; on me and work in my factory &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mousehunt"&gt;making delicious cheese&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-4153170130844746049?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/4153170130844746049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=4153170130844746049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4153170130844746049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/4153170130844746049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/mouse-hunt-2008.html' title='Mouse hunt 2008'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-1601121523515237834</id><published>2008-10-22T12:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:22:46.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Slow work day = random blogger post</title><content type='html'>It's a very slow work day and the sky is looking pretty doomsday like. I need to be busy or I get extremely bored. This is why I could not be unemployed or have a job where I sat there and did nothing all day everyday. I do go through really busy spurts where I’m working late and forget to eat until way past lunch but this week is not one of those weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did people with desk jobs do before the internet? I think this might explain why people use to smoke in offices. I would too if was bored and had no internet plus I would probably want to die an early death &lt;em&gt;hence the smoking&lt;/em&gt;. Luckily I live in 2008 and can go on blogs, stupid gossip sites and Wikipedia all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to stop checking my e-mail obsessively to see if a certain guy has sent me a message. Self control, I need to have it. I’m waiting not so patiently and it’s driving me insane! If I was busy with work I wouldn’t be thinking about it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happier news, Melissa has decided to stay in Boston and not move back to Florida. If I could do a flip I totally would. I won’t lie, when she told me she was moving back home to Florida I cried. I cried a lot. She is my best friend and although we’ve only known each other for two years it feels like she’s been around forever and quite frankly I would be very bored and lonely if she left. I have other friends and I would manage but it was sad thinking she wouldn’t be around. Apparently she has decided the same. She called me on the phone last night and told me she would miss Boston, miss her friends here, and got upset thinking about all of us going on with out her. I think the jist of her words were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I mean I LOVE you and I LOVE my street and I LOVE this city and I LOVE Jesse and Darryl and I can’t live away from all of you and I don’t want you going to a coat check and then posting on facebook how awesome that coat check was!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, we don’t have that much fun in the coat check line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-1601121523515237834?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/1601121523515237834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=1601121523515237834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1601121523515237834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/1601121523515237834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/slow-work-day-random-blogger-post.html' title='Slow work day = random blogger post'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5086163613347658898</id><published>2008-10-19T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T11:36:21.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Bad movie marathon</title><content type='html'>I've watched all 3 Final Destination movies this weekend.  I'm not quite sure how this happened? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things that happen in every movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  There is always one person who doesn't believe that death is after them.  They start yelling at death and being all &lt;em&gt;"come and get me death!  I control my own destiny!"&lt;/em&gt;  Yea I wouldn't piss off death my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The character who has the vision always teams up with a member of the opposite sex to help them figure out what's going on.  They don't really know the other person very well having death stalk them brings them closer together.  How romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Old people don't have visions of death.  You have to be around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;high school&lt;/span&gt; age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Don't go near cars because they always seem to kill someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5086163613347658898?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5086163613347658898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5086163613347658898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5086163613347658898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5086163613347658898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-movie-marathon.html' title='Bad movie marathon'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-9006579749747588562</id><published>2008-10-18T17:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:19:29.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><title type='text'>Finally, a good date!</title><content type='html'>Shockingly I actually had a really good date last night!  I'm posting about it for proof that I am not the pickiest girl on the planet and I can meet someone I actually like.  It's also nice going on a date with someone who actually has a job and doesn't think he's Bob Dylan.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and drinks and then met up with Sarah and Kevin and a few other people for karaoke at Do Re Mi.  When we got there we didn't know where they were and an employee saw us looking through the windows on the doors and said "are you guys looking for a group of white people?  They're in room 7."  Maybe I'm hanging out with one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; groups?  How does he know?  I mean he was right about the room but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some pretty amazing song choices.  I sang &lt;em&gt;Wannabe&lt;/em&gt; with Sarah, we had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jovi&lt;/span&gt;, Journey, Johnny Cash, old school rap, songs from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;musicals&lt;/span&gt; for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess we'll see what happens.  I'm hoping for a date #2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-9006579749747588562?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/9006579749747588562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=9006579749747588562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/9006579749747588562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/9006579749747588562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-good-date.html' title='Finally, a good date!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-3671862759598896545</id><published>2008-10-14T20:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:39:10.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m healthy'/><title type='text'>Long weekend recovery time</title><content type='html'>I've come to the conclusion that I have to work. If I didn't work I would sleep all day. I had Monday off due to the holiday and the long weekend completely messed up my sleep schedule. I stayed up too late, slept in AND took naps. I watched some bad daytime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. Did you know that Steve the bodyguard from Jerry Springer has his own talk show?! How did that happen. It's Springer version 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me feel better about my lazy times this weekend is that I did get out and run which is healthy and I hope balanced out the beer consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rock Band&lt;/span&gt; II. Sarah let me create my own character, Bitch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McKnives&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone decided I have the best character name. You wouldn't want to mess with anyone names Bitch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McKnives&lt;/span&gt;. Sarah and Paul went all out with the decorations and I think Paul had a fabulous birthday full of beer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rock Band&lt;/span&gt;, and ice cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so busy chatting and playing that I forgot to take pictures! I need to start taking more pictures again. I use to take pictures every where I went. I think I'm bored with my camera and want a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-3671862759598896545?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/3671862759598896545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=3671862759598896545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3671862759598896545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/3671862759598896545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-weekend-recovery-time.html' title='Long weekend recovery time'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5889581128262078985</id><published>2008-10-11T12:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:13:33.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying not to laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Dear broken bike dude, I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you see something so funny and you really shouldn't laugh but you just can't control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was walking back from a bar with Melissa. We were in a giggly mood anyways but as we were walking this young guy on a bike is coming towards us. We hear a &lt;em&gt;clink&lt;/em&gt; and the guy just stops. He looks pretty distressed and confused as he looks back towards the source of the sound. His bike pedal fell off! Seriously it was just lying there on the ground and came off while he was riding down the street. We couldn't control ourselves. We were basically running down the street because we were so hysterical and didn't want to embarrass him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad but really it was just too ridiculous not to laugh. Poor guy was so shocked he just sat there on his bike that was falling apart right under him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5889581128262078985?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5889581128262078985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5889581128262078985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5889581128262078985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5889581128262078985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-broken-bike-dude-im-sorry.html' title='Dear broken bike dude, I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5762502422326202228</id><published>2008-10-09T20:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:52:34.935-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mugged'/><title type='text'>Be safe</title><content type='html'>A co-worker of mine was mugged at gun point by three men yesterday while walking home.  She lives in a very nice neighborhood and was walking down a main road.  I can't imagine how she feels right now.  I'm scared and it didn't even happen to me.  It doesn't matter if you live in a nice neighborhood or if you're in a busy area, you're not immune.  She's lucky all they did was take her purse.  It could have ended much worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-5762502422326202228?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5762502422326202228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5762502422326202228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5762502422326202228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5762502422326202228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/be-safe.html' title='Be safe'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6932275469453956922</id><published>2008-10-07T21:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:02:29.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>I hope I'm getting it right</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There's no need for me to go back in time and change any of my past mistakes because in one of my alternative worlds I've made all the decisions that add up to bliss. I'll try to take whatever comfort I can in knowing that somewhere, some version of me is getting it right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charmed Thirds&lt;/em&gt; by Megan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McCafferty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6932275469453956922?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6932275469453956922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6932275469453956922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6932275469453956922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6932275469453956922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hope-im-getting-it-right.html' title='I hope I&apos;m getting it right'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-6215321122664837547</id><published>2008-10-07T21:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:38:41.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ludo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight soundtrack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twlight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Get on the Ludo train Twlight!</title><content type='html'>Yes I am posting about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; AGAIN but the &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/news/articles/1596357/20081006/story.jhtml"&gt;soundtrack listing is out&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse - "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Supermassive&lt;/span&gt; Black Hole"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; - "Decode"&lt;br /&gt;The Black Ghosts - "Full Moon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park - "Leave Out All the Rest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MuteMath&lt;/span&gt; - "Spotlight" ("Twilight" mix)&lt;br /&gt;Perry Farrell - "Go All the Way (Into the Twilight)"&lt;br /&gt;Collective Soul - "Tremble for My Beloved"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; - "I Caught Myself "&lt;br /&gt;Blue Foundation - "Eyes on Fire"&lt;br /&gt;Rob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; - "Never Think"&lt;br /&gt;Iron &amp;amp; Wine - "Flightless Bird, American Mouth"&lt;br /&gt;Carter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Burwell&lt;/span&gt; - "Bella's Lullaby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured Muse would be on there considering Stephanie Meyer is a huge fan (she dedicated one of the books to them) but will someone PLEASE introduce &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdk7RevTap4"&gt;The Horror of our Love &lt;/a&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Ludo&lt;/em&gt; to everyone involved in this movie because it really is the absolute most perfect song in the entire world for this series! I'm sure &lt;em&gt;Ludo&lt;/em&gt; was not thinking of Edward and Bella when they wrote that but it's just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's throw in one of my favorite Ludo videos in here because I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/njrMKb49vh8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/njrMKb49vh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1332156110026047872-6215321122664837547?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/6215321122664837547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=6215321122664837547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6215321122664837547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/6215321122664837547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-on-ludo-train-twlight.html' title='Get on the Ludo train Twlight!'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1332156110026047872.post-5228481284462429170</id><published>2008-10-05T22:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:50:53.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SOl8sVsLIJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l3V9Uu7mXVw/s1600-h/100_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SOl8sVsLIJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l3V9Uu7mXVw/s320/100_1514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253867541482905746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a dork.  A dork with Twilight pins!  Is it November yet?&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/1332156110026047872-5228481284462429170?l=verytrulyginny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/feeds/5228481284462429170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1332156110026047872&amp;postID=5228481284462429170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5228481284462429170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1332156110026047872/posts/default/5228481284462429170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verytrulyginny.blogspot.com/2008/10/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Ginny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940927476114028559</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SV46vxorU-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/X3Bg75fuS4Y/S220/twitterpic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-cx7lLEhls/SOl8sVsLIJI/AAAAAAAAABQ/l3V9Uu7mXVw/s72-c/100_1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
