<?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-4125509</id><updated>2011-07-14T20:38:29.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You!</title><subtitle type='html'>Room for us to talk</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91791912</id><published>2003-04-01T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T15:37:30.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Darling!&lt;----That's a new one huh?  First thing that came to mind.  Anyways...   Workin over at Rob's definatly helped.  The way things are going right now, I should have this thing done by the end of tonight (midnight).  I'm hoping I can get it done in time to submit it tonight for the early points, but if not then I can just do it tomorrow after CS class.  I've also looked over my Physics lab that's due tomorrow by 7pm.  It looks like I could probably bang that out in 2 hours at the most.  So God willing, we'll be able to talk for most of tomorrow.  Untill then, I LOVE YOU SWEETY!  Talk to you tomorrow.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91791912?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91791912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91791912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91791912' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91727594</id><published>2003-03-31T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T15:10:40.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sweety!  Doesn't look like I'll be able to talk tonight.  I'm sorry.  : (  There's a little more to this program than I thought, and I REALLY want to try and get done by the end of tomorrow so we can talk on Wed. before you leave.  I found out that I have an ECE test on Friday so I'll be doing a lot of studying on Thurs.  Good thing is that I won't have an ECE class on Wed. so that's more programming time if I need it.  I probably won't be going to bed tonight untill like 1am or so.  I'm really sorry we won't get to talk tonight.  I'll try and make it up to you...somehow ;-)  hee hee.  I LOVE YOU HONEY!!  I miss you SO much!!  It's what, only a week and a half till I come home?  I want the time to fly by, but not untill my program's done.  Hopefully we'll get to talk tomorrow.  Bye babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91727594?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91727594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91727594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91727594' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91435304</id><published>2003-03-26T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T16:29:55.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caleb, Rob, and I have decided to go ahead and get validated together tomorrow so I'll be available whenever I'm done with wiring.  I'm going to have dinner when I'm done typing this and then non-stop wiring.  I've been feeling kinda tired in the mornings lately so I'm going to go to bed around 10:30 and take some Melatonin to try and get some better rest.  I have a quiz tomorrow at 11.  I've already studied for it earlier today so we can talk.  Something fun to do while you wait for me is this game: www.miniclips.com/couronne.htm   practice and maybe we can play later tonight.  I love you, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91435304?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91435304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91435304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91435304' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91417419</id><published>2003-03-26T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T11:03:39.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi honey!  I'm afraid I have some bad news.  I completley forgot that I have a Physics Lab today that ends around 4:15.  There is the possibility of finishing it early, but this means I'll be cutting into wiring and validation time.  If I don't finish wiring before 8 then I won't go to get validated untill tomorrow because there will most likely be way too many people there for me to get validated tonight.  Sorry about this.  Hopefully I'll get to talk to you later tonight.  I love you!!!  Bye sexy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91417419?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91417419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91417419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91417419' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91201849</id><published>2003-03-22T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T19:51:11.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Sweety.  I'm out with Caleb and friends.  Not sure when I'll be back but I won't be getting off till like 1am.  I hope I get to talk to you.  I love you!!!  bye honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91201849?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91201849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91201849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91201849' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-91096216</id><published>2003-03-20T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T21:04:13.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still at Caleb's and still doing the studying thing.  Caleb is actually at some sort of assembly for the remembering of Colombine.  I'm not sure when it's over, but I will probably leave his place by 10.  I'm sorry we didn't get to talk much on our 6 month anniversary.  But we'll get to talk a lot more tomorrow, I promise.  I love you sweetheart!!!!!  I hope I get to talk to you later tonight.  Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-91096216?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91096216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/91096216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91096216' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90988258</id><published>2003-03-19T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T08:10:37.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sweety.  YAY YOU'RE DONE!!!!  Now if only I could say the same.  Caleb and I figured out most of it.  There's still one thing we don't know though.  He luckily has a later due date and more time to think about it, unlike me.  I'll pretty much be wiring up what I have and then trying to figure out the last thing for the rest of the day.  If I can't, I am able to fake it, but I might not get validated at all.  With any luck there'll be some kind of extension on the report in order to give me another chance to validate it.  It won't do me too much good since my program is due next Wed.  I'll be spending some of Fri and all my weekend on that.  I'll be on at 9 because I know I'll need a break and two days of not talking with you is two days too many.  I miss you so much, especially now with all the stress of work.  Like last night after I came home from working with Caleb.  I crawled into bed and rested myslef against my lounge pillow with the arms.  Having the arms on either side made me think of you and how wonderful it would be if you were here and we could fall asleep in each other's arms.  (heavy sigh)  Time for me to get ready for class.  I love you ALWAYS AND FOREVER!!!  By the way, I downloaded what I believe to be the original version of our song if you'd like it.  Talk to you tonight honey.  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90988258?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90988258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90988258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90988258' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90852606</id><published>2003-03-17T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T08:35:39.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I had trouble going to sleep.  I don’t know why.  It might’ve been because of the all the mints I ate.  I eventually did go to sleep, and I did it crying.  I think you should know why.  For whatever reason I started to look back on my life, in particular early middle school.  Back then I’d occasionally get picked on for being skinny, weak, and pretty much a dork.  I used to dream about my life when I was older.  It was going to be one of those lives that you might see in the movies.  I was going to be this huge muscular man.  I’d be over 6 ft. and have shoulders so wide I’d have to step sideways through doors.  I’d have the rippling pecks, the washboard stomach, and legs strong enough to kick down even the strongest tree.  I’d have a wife that was your typical supermodel type:  size 0 waist, blonde hair, the girl of every male adolescents dreams.  We’d live in a big house, not really a mansion, but still big.  Every guy wanted to be my friend.  &lt;br /&gt;	Here’s the thing though.  As I look back on those thoughts now, I realize that I was only worried about what everyone else saw.  I thought if I was a big hard body then I’d get respect.  Every guy wanted to be my friend because of what I had and not for whom I was.  My wife was only with me for the same reasons and I was only with her because of her looks.  When I compare my life now with what I wanted my life to be then, I know that I’m much happier now then I ever could’ve been in that other life.  Sure I’m not the big muscle bound man, but I have great friends who like me for who I am.  I also have a wonderful girlfriend who is the best thing to ever happen to me.  In my mind you are a supermodel.  I love everything about you from your great smile and lovely hair, to the kindness and caring that is part of who you are.  There is no way that I could ever ask to be with anyone better than you because that person doesn’t exist.  You are everything to me.  I love you, I am in love with you, and that will never change no matter what.  Yes I cried myself to sleep, but they were tears of happiness from thinking about how great my life has been and will be, now that you’re in it.&lt;br /&gt;	Happy 6-month anniversary!  It’s the first of many to come.  I will love you “Always and Forever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90852606?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90852606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90852606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90852606' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90778795</id><published>2003-03-15T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T17:18:46.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sweety!  Well I woke up around 11 today, took a shower, then made a list of all the work I needed to get done by April with the most recent things at the top.  There are six items starting with Physics Lab and ending with CS Program.  I'm almost done with the first one and should be able to get the second thing done by the end of tonight depending on how long I stay up.  I hope time with Russ wasn't too horrible.  I'm here whenever you want to talk.  I love you honey!!!  bye babe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90778795?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90778795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90778795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90778795' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90670210</id><published>2003-03-13T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T16:56:38.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hun...I'm not working at home, so go out. I'll be back around 9:15 I think. Sorry. I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90670210?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90670210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90670210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90670210' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90663796</id><published>2003-03-13T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T14:56:23.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well you didn't miss me.  I didn't get in untill 4am!  Since Rob and Caleb didn't have classes today they wanted to stay up as long as possible.  Rob said that the McD's around here starts serving breakfast at 3am and that's what Caleb wanted.  So we kept ourselves busy untill then (Rob and I were playing video games while Danny and Caleb tried not to fall asleep).  We get to McD's and find the inside to be closed which means we can only use cash in the drivethru.  Only Caleb and Danny had cash on them so that was out.  Well Danny knew a place close to campus called Joe's dinner which is open 24hrs and serves breakfast all the time.  So we went there and ate.  Rob and I were able to pay with credit so Rob decided to get 2 different breakfast entrees.  I myself had a Belgian waffle with hash browns and choice of meat (sausage in my case, not in yours I know).  So I got back at 4am and went right to bed.  Then I woke up at like 8:15 on my own.  My alarm was set for 10.  I went back to sleep but woke up again at 9:30.  I decided just to get up because I really wasn't tired anymore.  The quiz went fine, thankyou.  I'm eating now but when I'm done I'm going over to Caleb's so we can do something untill 4:30 when Rob and Danny are picking us up to go to the mall and Wally World (finally).  Rob says he's up for dueling, but I think I might just stay here so I can keep you company while you work.  Gotta go now, I'm taking some Penguins with me so Caleb and Rob can try them.  I love you so much sweety!!!!  I miss you too!!  Talk to you tonight.  Bye babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90663796?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90663796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90663796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90663796' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90629726</id><published>2003-03-12T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T23:16:25.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey! Sorry I missed you when I got home...I didn't get home till after 10:30 ;-) The bundt cakes are hard on the outside, but yummy in the middle...We'll make another batch now that we know not to bake them for so long and send them to you possibly. I hope you are having fun with Rob and Caleb...Sorry for bugging you about the toothbrush situation :-/ I hope I didn't annoy you too much. Good luck with your History quiz! I'll be here tomorrow night working on ISR and studying for my AP Gov't test...ICK! I'm excited that you got Always and Forever and I totally agree that it has to be our song...It fits us so well! Argh...I just cracked my neck...Hehehe...Okay...Sleep well Honey and I'll talk to you tomorrow! I love you so much! Bye bye SEXY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90629726?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90629726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90629726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90629726' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90609213</id><published>2003-03-12T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T16:34:19.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babe.  Turns out that Caleb and Rob want to go to Wally World and wanted to see if I could come along.  You gals can probably get more done if you're not being distracted by me. :-)  I figure we'll be back by 10.  If I find out different later on I'll leave another blog.  Right now though I have to read for History so I can actually go with them.  I have a quiz tomorrow.  I did get the Always and Forever song by Luther Vandross.  It has to be our song. :D  I love you so much!!!!!   Talk to you tonight sweety.  Bye.  (music in background: "Always and forevaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, each moment with yooooooooooooooooooooooooou, is just like a dreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeam, That somehow came truuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuue..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90609213?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90609213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90609213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90609213' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90543215</id><published>2003-03-11T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T16:11:14.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out my horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;Phone calls to your significant other might seem to be hitting a brick wall, as you may not be able to reach them. Money might be coming in the mail, dear Libra, but probably won't arrive today. This could be a day full of frustrations, but the evening should more than make up for it. Love, sex and romantic matters look great right now, so this is a wonderful day to schedule an evening alone with your partner. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were home!!!  :-(  I'll talk to you later tonight.  This damn homework is taking way too long and I don't know why.  I love you!!!!  bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90543215?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90543215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90543215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90543215' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90477348</id><published>2003-03-10T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T16:04:53.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey...I'm sorry you are so tired...I hope your nap helped. I'm sorry I wasn't there to have coffee cake with you. Russ called at like 10:30, which woke me up, but my Mom picked the phone up before I could. I got up even though I was still really tired and watched TV till now. Russ called again a little while ago since I hadn't returned his call...He wants to go to the movies with me on Saturday afternoon *Ugh*. He tore a muscle in his arm and might need surgery, so lucky for me he'll be busy most of the week. This morning was like all the other mornings after you leave, so I've been kinda bummed out, but I'll be okay later. I miss you SO MUCH! I'll talk to you in a min. I love you!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90477348?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90477348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90477348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90477348' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90458584</id><published>2003-03-10T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T09:58:04.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babe.  I said midnight was my cutoff and I couldn't have been more right.  Rob and I stopped playing at midnight cause we both had early classes.  He took me home and I think I went to bed around 12:30.  I should've gone to bed earlier though.  I was so tired in Physics this morning.  I don't even remember what the lecture was on and my notes don't help me at all.  Comp. Eng. didn't help at all.  It was so boring I almost fell asleep.  The only good thing about this morning was that I got to have the crumb coffee cake for breakfast.  It would've been better if someone was here to share it with me ;-) ;-)  I think I'm going to crawl into bed now and sleep untill my next class at 1:25.  I'll post another blog when I get back from that.  I got an e-mail from one of the CS GTA's.  Apparently there's a problem with my program #2 so I have to see him tomorrow during his office hours.  I'm going to check out my program later today to see just what the problem is and see if I can fix it before tomorrow.  Well goodnight.  Enjoy your day off from classes.  I love you!!!  I miss you so much!!  bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90458584?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90458584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90458584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90458584' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-90422314</id><published>2003-03-09T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T18:26:25.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Spring Break is over and we're miles away from each other once again.  I hope you had a good ride home and that traffic out of Blacksburg wasn't too much trouble.  How long is your scarf now?  Sorry no underwear pictures of me...yet! ;-)  I just took a nap because I was so bored and tired.  Usually the TV would take care of that, but it's not here anymore.  I think I might be getting more sleep than usual this semester.  Rae still isn't here and probably won't be untill about 10 if he took the bus.  Did you tell Amy about our "engagement"? lol  You really should just to see her reaction.  I think I'm going to take a walk around campus now.  I guess if I'm too awake to sleep away the boredom, than I'll burn it off along with a couple of calories.  Talk to you later sweetheart.  I miss you so much and love you even more!!  bye for now.  *Kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-90422314?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90422314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/90422314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90422314' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89734323</id><published>2003-02-25T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T16:36:27.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey! Yay for 3 days! It'll snow here on Thursday...They're saying several inches right now, but we'll see. I'm glad your program is working and everything! Things are getting complicated with my Grandpa and you coming...You might get to meet my Great Aunt too. Ummm...I found out that my ex is getting married and school was boring. I hope we can talk tonight, but if not that's okay...The only thing I need to do tonight is go pick up my board and spray adhesive, so I'll be here around 8. No homework...Yay! I might clean my room up a bit so it doesn't look like Hell when you come over...Daddy's home...Ohh...He told me to go now and he and I might go to Border's later tonight...So I gotta run Babe! I love you and I'll talk to you later!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89734323?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89734323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89734323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89734323' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89730013</id><published>2003-02-25T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T15:19:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Honey!  3 MORE DAYS!!!!!!   You know what else?  IT'S SNOWING!!!! (a lot)  Well my program is finally written and working fine.  Now I just have to comment the hell out of it and submit it.  Unfortunatley I can't do that untill I'm done with my ECE report  (ugh).  I need to get help with one part of it so I'm heading over to the lab at 4:30 to meet with the TA.  If I want the early points for my program then I have to submit it by 11pm tonight.  So depending on how long this report takes me, I might not be able talk tonight.  If I can, I'll be on closer to 9.  I love you sweety!  bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89730013?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89730013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89730013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89730013' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89512899</id><published>2003-02-21T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T14:36:45.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't mean to sound like a bitch about all of this, but I'm just having issues with having to deal with them. I'm confused as to how you feel and I'm confused as to how I feel. I don't mean to make a big thing out of this, I just want to figure things out and maybe get suggestions from you. I'm sorry. If you can call around 4 that would be good...I just got out of bed and I need time do do wash and everything. I'm also going out again and won't be back till late. Thanks. I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89512899?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89512899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89512899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89512899' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89492422</id><published>2003-02-21T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T07:26:50.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll call you around 7.  If another time would be better just let me know.  talk to ya tonight.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89492422?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89492422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89492422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89492422' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89481037</id><published>2003-02-21T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T00:59:17.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We both know that she'll never understand. Neither of them will. To have her talk about me and to me like that is something I have to deal with I guess. I always get this feeling that I'm in the middle and I don't like it. You say you aren't going to respond to them anymore. Fine, that's you and you have that option. There shouldn't be situations like this. I'm tired of having to set the record straight for them when it comes to you. It's not your fault they are like this, but do you see what I mean about being in the middle? I'm mad at them and me.  It's hard for me to believe that this is no big deal to you...Is it because you don't have to deal with them? I want to know how you honestly feel, it seems like you can't tell me. The only way I'm really going to feel better is if we talk about this face to face. Talking on the phone would help some. I'll be on tomorrow. love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89481037?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89481037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89481037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89481037' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89472765</id><published>2003-02-20T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T22:16:49.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope whatever's wrong isn't because of something I did.  Whether it is or it isn't I'd like to help in any way I can to make it better.  I'll be checking for blogs every so often so please leave a message if you want to talk.  I hope you had fun where ever you went out to tonight.  I love you!  goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89472765?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89472765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89472765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89472765' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89454646</id><published>2003-02-20T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T16:27:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh...I see. Call me before 6 if you want to talk, if you don't see this before 6 or you can't call...I'll be back around 9 or 9:30. Love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89454646?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89454646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89454646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89454646' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89451547</id><published>2003-02-20T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T15:15:01.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sweety!  Today seems like it'll be a good day.  I'm going to get my ECE project validated even though I still haven't gotten the simulation to work.  Hopefully they'll be able to tell me why.  I have to bring a print out of my design as well as the actual file on a disk.  The only thing I think they could really take off points for is my wiring job.  Some of the wires stick up a little more than they'd like.  How's your day been so far?  Judging by the time I'm guessing you got up about an hour ago (so lucky!).  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I recieved an e-mail from Ashley's mother of all people.  She wanted to let me know before I heard if from someone else (the only person I could think of is you and I don't see why that would be a bad thing) that Erich and Ashley have decided to get married in 4 or 5 years.  She said that Ashley wanted to tell me but couldn't since I'm not talking to her.  She said that she knows my feelings for Ashley are gone and that I'm with a terrific girlfriend now, but hoped that someday I would be able to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;I replied with a congratulations for both of them (Ashley and Erich) for finding "the one" for them and hoped that they were always happy.  I also asked why Ashley sees me not talking to her as a big deal.  I said that Ashley needs to accept the fact that I'm never going to forgive her for what she did to me and if that bothers her, tough.  This is the response I got:&lt;br /&gt;As far as your not forgiving her, that is where the big difference is.  Me and my family were brought up that when a mistake is made you ask for forgiveness and you accept it and move on.  She has asked for you to forgive her and you are still not able too and there in lies the reason that it never would have worked out for the two of you.  She was just hoping that some day you could be friends, especially since you are now with one of her best friends.  I don't think that your hating her bothers her.  It is the fact that someone like you who was so good and is so good could have that much hate in them for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe some of the things that she said. "there in lies the reason that it never would have worked out for the two of you", as if I still wanted to be with her.  "you are still not able too ".  I'm able to forgive, I just don't want to!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for yelling.  I should be saying these things to her, but I know she'd never understand.&lt;br /&gt;But enough about that.  As for the rest of my day I'll be working as you already know, but I'll check my mail and here every so often so feel free to leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!  Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89451547?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89451547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89451547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89451547' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89332866</id><published>2003-02-18T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T17:50:14.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Honey...I hope you're okay...I don't have school for the rest of the week!!! I'm still trying to figure out if that's a good thing. I hope class was good today...I finally got out of the house, but it was for 15 min...My Dad and I went to 7-Eleven! What an adventure, huh? Tonight I have a board meeting, but it's being held at Colleen's, so I have to go at 7 to help her set up. I'll get on after the meeting so we can talk if you're here. I'll talk to you later...I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89332866?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89332866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89332866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89332866' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89269219</id><published>2003-02-17T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T18:46:47.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you're not getting sick. Sorry you didn't get anything done. I don't have school tomorrow, so I should be on in the afternoon. I might not be here at 9, but I'll try. Sleep well. Have a good day. I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89269219?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89269219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89269219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89269219' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89267791</id><published>2003-02-17T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T18:19:44.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Sweety!  I'm sorry but I won't be getting on tonight.  I don't know what happened today.  I've been bored, slightly tired, and just down all day.  Everytime I tried to start something I'd end up stopping after five minutes and turn on the TV.  I might be catching something.  I think I'm just going to go to lie down after dinner.  If I'm feeling any better by 9 I'll get on.  If I don't get on, sweet dreams and goodnight.  I love you!  Have a good day tomorrow.  Bye honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89267791?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89267791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89267791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89267791' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-89152776</id><published>2003-02-15T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T14:13:50.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey...It's snowing! I already shoveled and went to Chick-Fil-A...Now I'm off to Target. I had fun last night ;-) I didn't leave your house till 11:00! I came out of your room and your Mommy was asleep in her chair...I stepped on a squeaky floor board trying to pet Bernie and woke her up...oops...Then we wound up talking till like 10:30 when your Dad got home...Then we all talked for a while...Then I went home. Okie dokie Honey...I'm gonna go now...I'll be on tonight after we get back from dinner...I'll talk to you then! I love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-89152776?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89152776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/89152776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89152776' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88995900</id><published>2003-02-12T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T17:20:19.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi sweety!  I hope you were feeling better today.  My day was so dull, and to top it off I have almost 70 pages of history essays to read for an essay quiz tomorrow.  (UGH!!)  If I do get on tonight it'll be around 9.  I'm going to bed at 10:30 tonight so I can get up early and look back over my notes from this reading.  I love you honey!  If we don't get to talk tonight, sleep well and have a goodnight.  bye for now babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88995900?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88995900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88995900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88995900' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88878450</id><published>2003-02-10T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T18:46:17.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tab=12 spaces :-p Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88878450?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88878450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88878450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88878450' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88747513</id><published>2003-02-08T02:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T02:20:38.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babe, as you can see I was out with my friends a lot longer than expected.  The movie let out at around 9:30, but we went to Wal-Mart after.  One of the guys needed to get some toothpaste and another guy (Rob) and I needed to get some milk.  Well while we were there Rob stopped off in the toy section at the Yughi-Oh stuff.  It turns out that he's into the card game.  He said he hasn't played a whole lot since he doesn't know anyone around here that plays.  I told him I was in the same boat.  So after Wally World we came back to Tech and went to the Express to get something to eat.  After that we dropped off Caleb and the other guy (Alex), I dropped off my milk and picked up my cards, and I went back to Rob's apartment where we played 3 matches of Yughi-Oh.  We've decided that we should play more often.  I agree since I was beat all 3 times that I need some practice.  They were close games.  After that he showed me some of the anime he had on his computer and then we played some Dance Dance Revolution.  He had the mat and I'd never done it before so better to make a fool of myself infront of a friend than tons of strangers at the Squires  :-)    Then Rob brought me back here.  I'm glad we'll get to talk on Valentines Day.  I'm sorry we've been missing each other too.  But I'll be here all tomorrow thanks to the Wal-Mart trip.  I love you!  Goodnight.  bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88747513?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88747513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88747513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88747513' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88738896</id><published>2003-02-07T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T22:13:50.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...I guess I did miss you tonight...Sleep well Honey...Be sure to read the previous post ;-) I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88738896?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88738896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88738896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88738896' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88731595</id><published>2003-02-07T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T18:56:35.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you are enjoying the movie or the mall...Whatever you are doing. I was at the Mall with Amber for a while and now I'm done with dinner. I'm going over to see Colleen later, I'll try to be home before 9 or 9:30 so we can talk. I was going to go to bed at 10 though. I'm spending the night at Amber's tomorrow. I don't know how my afternoon is looking tomorrow. I might stay home if my parents go out, so I'll be here when it's time to go to dinner with Amber. That part isn't worked out yet. If I'm home in the afternoon I'll be on, but if not I'll be on Sunday night. I'll be really busy then, working on ISR shit, but I'll be here. Sorry we keep missing each other, it's really frustrating. Next week will be better though. Next Friday your Dad has a gig, so your Mommy invited me over and we'll call you. She told me to tell you so you'd be home. I'm pretty sure she said Friday, since it's Valentine's Day, he's got a gig at the Senior Center. Anyway...I've gotta run...I love you SEXY and hopefully I'll talk to you later tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88731595?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88731595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88731595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88731595' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88728132</id><published>2003-02-07T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T17:27:43.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm glad you didn't have school.  I did thought.  I've also been invited to go see "Shanghai Knights" with Caleb and his friends, if they decide to go.  Caleb was supposed to IM me with the details, but I haven't heard from him yet.  The next showing is 7:30 so he might just be waiting untill it's closer to the show time.  I should be back around 9:35 or so if we go.  I love you sweety.  Talk to you later.  Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88728132?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88728132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88728132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88728132' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88719165</id><published>2003-02-07T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T14:10:41.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh...To quote your Mommy...."You're damn PJs worked!" NO SCHOOL! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! We got almost 7 inches! It's great! Too bad we can't go out and play again! Umm...I'm still wearing my PJs and it's 2PM! We are about to go over to Safeway and maybe Kaiser to get medicine. I'll be back in a while...I also might go to the mall with Amber. I love you SEXY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88719165?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88719165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88719165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88719165' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88663184</id><published>2003-02-06T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T15:24:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom says it's fine for you to come over.  I suggested the normal time of 8, but mom asked if 7:30 would be okay.  That's fine with me.  If you can't amke 7:30 for any reason that's fine.  If you're going to be slightly late you can always call my house, I think they use my mom's cell to call me.  If Kyle and I start talking it'll be okay if you're a little late, we'll be talking for at least an hour.  Well that's what's goin on.  Talk to you later tonight.  I love you! bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88663184?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88663184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88663184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88663184' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88611794</id><published>2003-02-05T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T17:06:37.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I'm not on around 7 I'll be on eventually. I have to run out to get stuff for Amber's birthday and I should go make the copies I forgot to make yesterday. I'll talk to you later...I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88611794?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88611794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88611794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88611794' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88606401</id><published>2003-02-05T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T15:17:41.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sweety!  Due to the Physics lab I won't be on untill after 7pm.  Talk to you then.  I love you!  Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88606401?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88606401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88606401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88606401' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88513841</id><published>2003-02-03T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T23:45:06.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 11:33pm at the moment and the only way I could be happier is if you were here with me.  At about 9:25pm I headed over the Computer Engineering Lab to get my Circuit project signed off.  I had just finished debugging my program and it worked perfectly.  I passed the Circuit Project with flying colors.  Yay for me!  :-)  Unfortunatly it around 10:10 by the time I got back to my dorm.  It's not that the lab is far away, it's just I forgot what room I was going to.  I was pretty sure it was on the 3rd floor, so that's where I went.  I went down one hall and found some people.  I decided to ask them.  The one guy said that it wasn't on the third floor cause this floor is part of some other department and thought it was on the second floor, then first floor, then second again, and finally back to first.  I didn't find it on the first floor.  So I went to the second.  Not there either.  I figured that it had to be on the 4th floor.  I went up there and I didn't see anything saying Computer Engineering Lab.  I did find a British scientist lady who, while not knowing where the lab was, was nice enough to let me use her computer so I could go to the website and find out.  Where was it might you ask?  The third floor!  It was down the hall that I didn't go to!  Can you believe that?  Well the other reason that I'm happy is that at 11:30, my program was finished in its entirety.  100%, ready to be submitted complete.  I can't submit it untill Tuesday though.  Oh well.  So that's two things out of the way, and like I said, I'll have all day tomorrow to work on the Physics Lab.   I garuntee that I'll be able to talk tomorrow when you get home.  In fact, if you want me to, I can call.  Well it's time for me to go to bed.  I love you SEXY!!  goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88513841?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88513841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88513841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88513841' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88489930</id><published>2003-02-03T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T15:47:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 3:40pm right now and I'm still working on my program.  The good news:  It's actually running and I can probably fix all the errors today.  The bad news:  I have tons of commenting to do.  I'll be on around 6:30 or so.  I know I'll need a break then.  If I can start commenting by 5, I should be ready to send it to the CS Lab machines before 10.  If I can, I'll start working the makefile (this is what makes the program run on the other machines) and should be able to see if there are any errors that still need dubugging.  I hope that you day was a good as it could be (it's my experience that Monday's are never good).  Talk to you later tonight sweety.  I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-@};-         &lt;-------copy and paste into Yahoo! Messanger  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88489930?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88489930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88489930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88489930' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88440234</id><published>2003-02-02T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T18:11:00.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sweety.  Sounds like you had an eventfull day.  I've gotten a lot of work done, yet still not as much as I wanted to.  It's 6 now and I'm still not done writing it!.  I thought I knew how to write some of these things but they've become more complicated as I go along.  I should be able to get it all done and transfered over to the other machine by the end of the night.  That just means I have tons to do between now and Wed.  Luckily if I don't get it all done, I can turn it in late.  They take off 10 points for ever day late up to 30 points and then they won't accept it at all.  I'd rather not have to turn it in late, but when it comes to turning one project in on time and completley missing two others, I think I'll take the late points.  I'm not sure when I'll be done writing, but once I am, I can talk while I test.  With any luck I won't have too many problems once I'm done writing.  Talk to you later.  I love you!  bye for now     (by the way, did the groundhog see his shadow?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88440234?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88440234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88440234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88440234' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88439302</id><published>2003-02-02T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T17:48:55.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey...I know you are working, so I thought I'd tell you about my day here. I put together a huge bookshelf. That was my day. Fun stuff, huh? Hehehe...I hope you are getting a lot of work done! We're about to go to dinner, but I'll be back...Sometime after 7. Talk to you later Babe! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88439302?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88439302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88439302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88439302' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88361153</id><published>2003-01-31T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T22:49:45.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi honey!  It's about 10:25pm now and I'm just getting done with homework that I started 3 hours ago.  I'm so pooped.  You must've been busy and tired, I didn't get to talk to you all night.  :-(  It's okay.  I hope I get to talk to you tomorrow.  Since I didn't get to talk to you I'll tell you about my day now.  Well Physics was kinda boring, but very important.  All we did in ECE was go over the quiz that I slept through Wed.  I talked to my teacher about it and he said that I couldn't make it up, however he does drop the lowest quiz grade so this is my drop.  I don't plan on missing any more of any classes.  After that I had my Physics recitation.  It was okay.   knew 3 of the four questions.  The last one seemed impossible.  They were asking me to get a numerical answer when no actual numbers were given to me.  I don't know, maybe I just need to study more.  After that was the boring programing class.  Caleb didn't show up.  He also wasn't there when I stopped by his dorm and he's been away all day.  I did see him when I was going back to my dorm after the recitation.  He seemed okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88361153?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88361153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88361153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88361153' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88279176</id><published>2003-01-30T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T13:19:53.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babe!  Well I planned on waking up at 9 so I could take a shower, eat something, and re-read my History book for the quiz we were having at 11.  It didn't quite work like.  I did wake up at 9, but I was still kinda tired.  So instead of hitting the shower right away I decided to site down for awhile till I was more awake.  When I got down out of my bed and looked out the window I was amazed.  I saw white.  I put on my glasses to get a better look and was slightly dissapointed since none of the snow was on the streets.  So I sat down at my computer and checked my e-mail.  One message was waiting for me from my History teacher.  Apparently the snow was worse where she lives and decided to cancel glasses for the second thursday in a row.  And the quiz that we were supposed to have?  Once again it's on-line with a 15 min time limit.  I have untill Tuesday to take it.  The rest of the day I'll be programming.  I'll talk to ya when you get on.  I love you!  bye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88279176?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88279176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88279176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88279176' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88220398</id><published>2003-01-29T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T14:14:03.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay...You know what...You didn't give me a damn chance to respond. Did I say I wasn't going to talk to you? No. I said I wasn't talking to you at her house again. You couldn't wait for me to say something. How is this my fault? Where is my credit? You bring these things up in an accusing kind of way, no matter what I say its turned around. You don't know her, so don't assume what she would and wouldn't do. Accept your explanation, but you expect and apology? I'm sick and tired of doing this online. Call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88220398?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88220398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88220398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88220398' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88209213</id><published>2003-01-29T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T10:59:08.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I know you're not talking to me but I hope you'll at least listen.  I don't know how a comment about Amber escaladed into us not talking to each other.  I don't soley blame you for it, but at the same time I don't blame myself for the entire thing either.  I blame both of us.  You said that I should give you a little credit when it comes to talking about our private life around other people.  I do give you credit.  But where's mine?  Do you honestly think that I would accuse you of telling other people about our private life?  Do you remember back during my Thanksgiving Break when we started to get more intamate and physical?  I asked you then if you ever talked with Amber about that stuff and you said no.  I believe you.  You've given me no reason not too.  So why would I accuse you of it now?  I was accusing Amber of trying to find out anything private about us.  Why would she do this?  Her own pleasure, gossip to spread around school...anything that her mind could come up with.  With the stories of her pretending to be her dead twin sister that never existed, I'd believe she'd do just about anything for any reason.&lt;br /&gt;During our conversation you told me that it would be rude for you to talk about our private life in someone elses house, alone or not.  I didn't know this before.  If I were alone at one of my friend's house or dorm, I don't see a problem with it as long as I was alone, even if they were just in the other room, but that's just me.  I know now that you would only talk about that stuff when you're at home.  So if you start talking about us while at Amber's house, I'll know it's actually Amber.  &lt;br /&gt;I appologize to you for letting this turn into big deal.  I hope you accept my explination and also see why I expect an appology from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be on tonight untill around 9pm due to the loads of work that are piled on me everyday.  I hope you're feeling better today and had a good day at school&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88209213?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88209213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88209213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88209213' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88060772</id><published>2003-01-26T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T16:07:25.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey!! It's SNOWING right now and it is really pretty! It's like living inside of a snow globe...I wish you were here! I woke up at 2 and that's only because my Daddy woke me up! We went to Scan and the mall. I'll be at your house at 8 tonight, so I get to talk to you again! Sorry I was so tired last night...I'm better now though! I'm gonna do my AP Gov't homework, so I don't have to do it when I get back from your house! Talk to you soon SEXY! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88060772?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88060772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88060772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88060772' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88053879</id><published>2003-01-26T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:08:30.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey sweety.  Well I've been up for about 2 hours now and I haven't started on my work yet.  I will though.  I hope your day has been good so far.  I'll talk to you tonight.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88053879?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88053879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88053879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88053879' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-88013202</id><published>2003-01-25T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T13:43:04.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey babe, I hope your SAT's went well.  When will you be getting the results?  I know you did great.  It's about 1:40 and I'm starting on my homework for next week.  I'm going to start with Physics and end with my program.  The only other thing left is some reading for History.  It's a lot too.  Speaking of reading, it's been at least a week since I've picked up "The Bristling Wood".  Well whatever I don't get done today (i.e. the program) I'll have plenty of time for tommorow.  Talk to you whenever you get on.  Bye bye my sweet little angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-88013202?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88013202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/88013202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88013202' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87886396</id><published>2003-01-23T01:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T16:08:58.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87886396?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87886396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87886396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87886396' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87870771</id><published>2003-01-22T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T19:55:14.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted you to know that I am glad that you are reading and listening to the news more! I love how we can have such intellectual conversations and that we see eye to eye on most issues! I really enjoy our conversations, no matter what we talk about! All we need is a warm night outside of Starbucks...;-) ;-) I love you so much Honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87870771?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87870771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87870771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87870771' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87782927</id><published>2003-01-21T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T09:30:49.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it's 9:25 and I just woke up.  Are you enjoying sleeping in untill your body says, "Okay, that's a enough sleep for me.  Time to get up."?  I hope so, cause tomorrow it's all over (HAHAHAHAHA).  I'm done now.  Seeing as how I only have once class today, feel free to call me whenever you'd like.  I'll be here working on homework and rereading things for Thurs. (I really wish I could get more RAM for my brain).  I don't know about you, but I had some strange dreams last night.  One was really really horrible, and the other was great except for the fact that I kep waking up every five minutes.  I'll tell you about them later.  It's time for my shower.  I wish  you could come with me ;-) .  Maybe some other time.  I LOVE YOU!!  Bye for now honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87782927?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87782927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87782927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87782927' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87740686</id><published>2003-01-20T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T14:25:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Honey!! HAPPY 4 MONTHS!!!! I hope you are having fun at class...Hahaha!!! You are going to finish that book before you know it! I'm glad you are enjoying it! I got up at like 12:30 and went to Chick-Fil-A...Now I'm here and nobody is online. Amber just called to see if I could cover for her at Irene's tonight...I'd love to babysit, but I might still have a board meeting...So I told her no...Hahaha...That means she actually has to be responsible instead of going out with her Mom and Shannon. Mmmm...Sweethearts are so yummy! I wonder if you can personalize a bag of them... Maybe I'm just obsessed with them...Haha! Okay...I'm gonna go read or knit...I'll be on later tonight...9:15ish at the latest, but if I don't have a meeting then 7:30 or 8. Grrrrrrrrrrr...You can't beat me when I'm not there! Gah! *HUG HUG KISS KISS* I love you!! Bye bye SEXY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87740686?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87740686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87740686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87740686' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87734488</id><published>2003-01-20T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T11:59:01.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey you sweet thing, it's almost noon and I thought I'd post something incase you get on earlier.  My next class is at 1:25.  I think I'll read till then.  Talk to you later tonight, bye bye!  I love you!  *HUG HUG KISS KISS*   (haha I've already beat you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87734488?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87734488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87734488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87734488' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87700988</id><published>2003-01-19T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:35:28.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Inside the snow globe on my father's desk, there was a penguin wearing a red-and-white-striped scarf.  When I was little my father would pull me into his lap and reach for the snow globe.  He would turn it over, letting all the snow collect on the top, then quickly invert it.  The two of us watched the snow fall gently around the penguin.  The penguin was alone in there, I thought, and I worried for him.  When I told my father this, he said, 'Don't worry, Susie; he has a nice life.  He's trapped in a perfect world.'"--The Lovely Bones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87700988?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87700988' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87700762</id><published>2003-01-19T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:29:02.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone?  Oh where, oh where can he be?  With his ears so short and his tail so long, oh where, oh where can he be?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87700762?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87700762' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87700033</id><published>2003-01-19T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:10:23.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awwwwwwwww...I love you too sweety, you'll have to give me all the instructions for how to get here again, I'm almost done reading.  Talk to you tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87700033?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87700033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87700033' title=''/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11159122476488564166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4125509.post-87699418</id><published>2003-01-19T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T18:56:13.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you Honey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4125509-87699418?l=flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87699418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4125509/posts/default/87699418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamingolovespenguin.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87699418' title=''/><author><name>Julianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335721582977064537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
