<?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-7683866324691986668</id><updated>2012-02-06T16:43:03.924-08:00</updated><category term='http://www.skeptic.com/eskeptic/07-09-12images/steven-pinker-brown.jpg'/><title type='text'>Pretty Much Premium</title><subtitle type='html'>The things I think about.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2202038933254320945</id><published>2012-02-06T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:42:48.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1: Learn to Knit</title><content type='html'>About a week ago, I decided that I would do one thing I'd never done per week for the next fifteen weeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that there was some sort of overarching thought behind this, something that had been coming for ages, something leading up to this sort of decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't. Basically, I just thought "hey, wouldn't it be cool if I did a bunch of new stuff and wrote about it?" and then I answered myself with a resounding "yes. Yes it would".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started last week. I learned how to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DU-0xlzHR0/Ty_V1GlcqFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F1T3Z_vHlSs/s1600/DSCN1190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DU-0xlzHR0/Ty_V1GlcqFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F1T3Z_vHlSs/s320/DSCN1190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was something that I had wanted to do for a while. I had even bought the knitting needles and 4 balls of yarn at Daiso ages ago on a whim. There was an inner knitter inside me that was just aching to get free. Her name was Super Knitter Jeri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem was that I was lazy. I needed something to kick my ass into gear. This seemed to fit both the criteria for the challenge and the ass kicking criteria, so it was decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stuffed my mouth full of chocolate chips and looked up "how to knit lefthanded" on youtube. I watched the first video that came up about 10 times over and over, painstakingly learning how to cast on. Then, I knitted about 5 rows and ended up with at least 10 more stitches than I started with. Luckily (for myself) I didn't take any pictures of this, so you have no idea how embarrassingly bad it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset with myself that I pulled all the stitches out and started again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, by that point, I had already forgotten how to cast on, so I had to watch the video 10 more times. Then, I tried the knitting part again. It still didn't look perfect, but it looked better than before. The beginning rows looked something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4AhERMjpyNw/Ty_V9UDFauI/AAAAAAAAAgc/oFmGeJJMdRA/s1600/DSCN1191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4AhERMjpyNw/Ty_V9UDFauI/AAAAAAAAAgc/oFmGeJJMdRA/s320/DSCN1191.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Eventually,&amp;nbsp; after a lot of TV time with my knitting needles, I ran out of yarn and moved onto other colours. Apparently you're not supposed to do this, but I just tied the end of one colour to the beginning of the other and continued to knit. I will rectify this on my next scarf (oh yes, there will be more). Then it started to look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7E1rtAInNsA/Ty_Vtapw2EI/AAAAAAAAAgM/92hkyA0d4Bk/s1600/DSCN1188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7E1rtAInNsA/Ty_Vtapw2EI/AAAAAAAAAgM/92hkyA0d4Bk/s320/DSCN1188.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! I had something that was starting to look like a scarf! And I had done it all by myself! You have no idea what kind of adrenaline rush this brought me. Seriously. Ridiculous. I became obsessed very quickly, and would spend time at parties (sort of) knitting while half listening to the conversation at hand. My friends still love me, though. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, so tonight I finally finished my scarf. It looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PELWop7NJaw/Ty_WE5QWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/nkM6iF37kZ0/s1600/DSCN1192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PELWop7NJaw/Ty_WE5QWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAgk/nkM6iF37kZ0/s320/DSCN1192.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpqX-sWzeuo/Ty_WMlFAhsI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ciCAkjxxEps/s1600/DSCN1193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpqX-sWzeuo/Ty_WMlFAhsI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ciCAkjxxEps/s320/DSCN1193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's pretty short, but it does the trick. I wore it home from Jessica's today, and it kept my neck nice and cozy. I've gotten so pumped about this that I promptly dragged Andromeda out to Daiso to buy more yarn and knitting needles. I've got plenty of projects on the horizon, so get ready, internet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwueUuVm_dI/Ty_XgSR-NII/AAAAAAAAAg0/iMeWw3J3cRE/s1600/Photo+433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kwueUuVm_dI/Ty_XgSR-NII/AAAAAAAAAg0/iMeWw3J3cRE/s320/Photo+433.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Me wearing my warm and wonderful scarf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all for now! Now, rest up and get ready for the surprise new thing that Jeri does next week! What will it be? Only time will tell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2202038933254320945?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2202038933254320945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2202038933254320945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2202038933254320945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2202038933254320945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-1-learn-to-knit.html' title='Week 1: Learn to Knit'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0DU-0xlzHR0/Ty_V1GlcqFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/F1T3Z_vHlSs/s72-c/DSCN1190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2008666756511299374</id><published>2012-02-04T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T19:58:30.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I can go back to posting other things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.nymag.com/fashion/fashionshows/2010/fall/main/newyork/womenrunway/dkny/images/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://images.nymag.com/fashion/fashionshows/2010/fall/main/newyork/womenrunway/dkny/images/16.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 540px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 360px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the fall 2010 DKNY collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2008666756511299374?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2008666756511299374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2008666756511299374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2008666756511299374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2008666756511299374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2012/02/now-i-can-go-back-to-posting-other.html' title='Now I can go back to posting other things.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-156201447825821393</id><published>2012-02-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T19:58:18.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bringing the blog back!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to try something new every week for the next 15 weeks. The week starts on Monday. In order to document all the new things I'm trying, I'm going to bring back Pretty Much Premium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully, I'll be making one new post a week, to document what new things I've been doing. If you have things you want to see me do, leave me a comment and let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogging starts.... NOW!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Jeri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-156201447825821393?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/156201447825821393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=156201447825821393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/156201447825821393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/156201447825821393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-bringing-blog-back.html' title='I&apos;m bringing the blog back!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1233358291156230010</id><published>2010-12-16T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T06:28:00.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giga Pudding!</title><content type='html'>lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9sEI1AUFJKw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9sEI1AUFJKw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1233358291156230010?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1233358291156230010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1233358291156230010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1233358291156230010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1233358291156230010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/12/giga-pudding.html' title='Giga Pudding!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7700497017007920141</id><published>2010-12-13T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:22:52.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time Is Here!</title><content type='html'>Happiness and cheer! Fun for all that children call their favourite time of year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the interest of procrastination, here's Jeri's 2010 list of the things she likes the most about the christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. candy cane hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2. candy canes&lt;br /&gt;3. not having to do schoolwork&lt;br /&gt;4. christmas carols&lt;br /&gt;5. christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;6. christmas decorations&lt;br /&gt;7. spending time with the family&lt;br /&gt;8. classy christmas parties where i can wear a cute dress.&lt;br /&gt;9. christmas television shows&lt;br /&gt;10. the feeling in the air&lt;br /&gt;11. snow that has just fallen on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are others, but it's time to get back to work. 3 more exams and I'm free as a bird!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7700497017007920141?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7700497017007920141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7700497017007920141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7700497017007920141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7700497017007920141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas Time Is Here!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5038034140572861030</id><published>2010-11-13T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:55:48.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm procrastinating. Pigs are too adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice to just laze around the house for a bit, even if it's only for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.about-knowledge.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/teacup-pigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 282px;" src="http://www.about-knowledge.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/teacup-pigs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5038034140572861030?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5038034140572861030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5038034140572861030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5038034140572861030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5038034140572861030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/11/pigs.html' title='Pigs'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8326842664883522488</id><published>2010-11-11T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:01:14.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been ages</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's something to make you happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtZy4bZf4J8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtZy4bZf4J8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8326842664883522488?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8326842664883522488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8326842664883522488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8326842664883522488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8326842664883522488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-been-ages.html' title='It&apos;s been ages'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-328697877791586602</id><published>2010-08-20T13:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:12:25.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip Back</title><content type='html'>The trip back was basically drive sleep drive sleep drive sleep drive sleep drive sleep. without commas, because there wasn't really a break btwn the driving and the sleeping. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose there were a few pee-breaks as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sex. The whole way back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed with people we knew, except for thunder bay, where we stayed in a hostel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was ready to kill luke at the end, but i love him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i get the chance to write some more, i'll post some all over musings about the summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love for all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-328697877791586602?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/328697877791586602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=328697877791586602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/328697877791586602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/328697877791586602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-back.html' title='The Trip Back'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5643912195213588752</id><published>2010-08-18T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:10:24.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver Island</title><content type='html'>Day 1:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we woke up fairly late, and made the 11:00 ferry to Victoria. The ferry was absolutely beautiful, one and a half hours of islands and beautiful weather. It was marvelous. Then, we drove into Victoria, and looked for a place to stay for the evening. Everywhere was expensive, and Victoria didn't agree with Luke, so we decided to head out early and go to Nanaimo instead, where we had found a hostel for $40. We found out when we got there, however, that the hostel was $40 for a reason. It was right over top of a bar, so there was loud music the entire time, and you had to go into the bar to get your room, so I got approached by the kind of people who frequented bars at 4:00 pm. We got into our room, and it was like a jail. There were double bunk beds with threadbare mattresses and only one pillow, and the room was painted beige with no windows and no decorations. We did have a private bathroom though. We decided to just hang out for the evening and explore the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day two on Vancouver Island was amazing. Firstly, I surprised Luke by taking him bungee jumping off of the nanaimo river. Neither of us had done it before, and i wanted to do something we'd really remember, since we were nearing the end of our trip. Well, I'll definitely remember it. I got up onto the ledge, and my feet felt like they were slipping out of the hinges already. I was absolutely terrified. The only thing running through my mind was "oh my god, i'm going to slip out and die".  i leaned forward, let go of the bars, and my mind went blank for a second. It felt like i was in slow motion as i first started to fall forward. Then, i picked up more and more speed until my mind started to work again. All i could think was "holy shit, this is fast. oh my god. i am going to die". Then, i started to slow down and i eased back up. I bounced a few more times and then i lowered myself onto the platform at the end. If you want to watch the video, it'll be on facebook and youtube. I really can't describe the feeling though, nothing i say will do it justice. It's incredible though, and I highly recommend it to anyone who is an adrenaline junkie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards, we bought our videos, because we needed something to remember the occasion by, and we drove back into the city. I had another surprise for luke, to an extent. We took a tiny person ferry to Protection Island, which is right off of the nanaimo harbour, and we had dinner on the pub which floats off of the island. It was reasonably priced, very unique, and offered a great view of the city. After that, we went to Parksville, where we swam into the sea until my relatives called, then we went over to their place. Meeting Tom and his wife was great. They are some of the kindest people I've ever met. They took us on a tour of the area, where we saw goats on the roof and a huge waterfall, and then afterward they bought us ice cream, baked us bread, folded our laundry, and gave us a place to sleep. They were so generous, it was way more than was needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was quite unexciting. We drove from Parksville to Tofino, thinking of all the glamour that would come. On the drive over, however, I learned that my roommate was moving out, which meant that I'd have to find a new one. It put a bit of a damper on the day, and i was kind of in a bad mood. We got to Tofino excited about what the little town was going to be. It fell short of expectations. There were people everywhere, it was so crowded, and we didn't really know what to do with ourselves. We had lunch, and then decided to leave for Ucluelet, which we had heard was a nicer city and was also on the Pacific Rim. We went to a surf shop there, and met some nice people who hooked us up with lessons, coffee, and told us about a great place to camp nearby. So we drove there, wasted some time, set up our tent, and went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day was better. We woke up bright and early, had breakfast, and went to get our rental gear so we could go learn how to surf. We were taught by the same person we'd talked to the day before, so it wasn't as nerve-wrecking as I thought it would be. I wasn't very good, but we stayed in the water for 3 hours and i finally got up on the board once. To be honest, i had a lot more fun just riding the waves back to shore. after the 3 hours of paddling, "surfing" and falling off of my board a lot, we went, made lunch in the parking lot, then drove to a new beach. At this place, i decided to lie down and read my book on the beach, while Luke, who really got the hang of the surfing thing and absolutely loved it, went back out into the water for another 4 hours. After 4 hours of that, we went for food, then drove back to Victoria super quickly. Once we were there, we met up with one of luke's friends, had some meaningful conversation and crashed for the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5643912195213588752?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5643912195213588752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5643912195213588752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5643912195213588752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5643912195213588752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/vancouver-island.html' title='Vancouver Island'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7599897878416566593</id><published>2010-08-09T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:44:02.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vancouver part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We pretty much lazed around for the entire first half of the day, watching movies and playing DDR at Sarah’s apartment. Then, at 5 pm we started walking downtown, where we were meeting some relatives for dinner. It turned out to be Vern, the guy we’d met the day before, plus Heidie and her husband and children, so it was quite a big group. We got to the restaurant, and it was super super nice. We were terrified, we couldn’t afford the salads, let alone the entrees. We got in, and the waiter poured us wine and put our napkin on our lap for us. It was intense. Our fears were alleviated though, when they told us to not worry about prices and to order whatever we wanted. So we did. I can’t imagine it was cheap, and that’s all I could think about. I started to feel really sick towards the end, so I went downstairs in case I threw up, and in the bathroom there was a bleached blonde, fake-tanned girl wearing a skirt that could have been a belt. “Sorry for taking up so much space,” she said. “my boyfriend just bought my thousand dollar sunglasses. It’s his birthday and we just got back from cabo.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“cool,” i replied, unaware of what else i could say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BUT i felt better when i came up, so we walked to the beach to watch the fireworks. It was so crowded there. Apparently people come and wait at this beach from 3 pm to see a 20 minute fireworks display. It’s absolutely ridiculous. The fireworks were a lot of fun, but not worth waiting 6 hours to see. Afterwards, we were supposed to walk downtown to go out with Sarah and her friends, but I had a massive headache, so we just walked home and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;this day was a lot of walking. early in the day, we walked downtown to get seats for the pride parade. The parade was more tame than i expected, but it was still a lot of fun. I saw a bunch of cool floats (pictures to come) and got a bunch of free condoms. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after the parade we met up with my cousin Alana and her husband Adam. They took us out to lunch, and we spent the rest of the afternoon walking around downtown, seeing the sights and drinking coffee. It was really great to see them again, they’re super cool people. Very chill and down to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after that, we rented bicycles and drove around stanley park. I hadn’t been on a bike in like 4 years, and i ran off the bike path a few times and luke laughed at me. other than that though, the ride was absolutely gorgeous. not much else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after that, we went to the night market in richmond, where we got some asian food, cheap headphones and some awesome other things that i can’t remember right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The next day we drove to Victoria, and I’ll leave that for another blog post. One I may write later today, or i may not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BY THE WAY for anyone that cares, we’re on our way back now, so ALL luke is doing is driving, which is why i have so much time to catch up on my posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7599897878416566593?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7599897878416566593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7599897878416566593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7599897878416566593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7599897878416566593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/vancouver-part-2.html' title='vancouver part 2'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7782438981743420291</id><published>2010-08-07T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:45:50.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Trek into BC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We left Calgary around noon, driving for around 7 hours. We were headed to Vancouver, but on the way, we got a text message from my mom’s really good friends in England saying they were in Canada on vacation for a couple of weeks. Turns out they were hanging in the Shuswap Lakes, which is right off the trans canada highway and totally on our way, so we decided to stop in and see them and meet for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We finally got there, and the drive was absolutely gorgeous. Turns out they were staying with another expat family that we knew, so it was a big party. We had a delicious dinner and a few drinks, and went swimming in the lake. It was so great to catch up with Lois and Jeremy and to see the kids. They’ve gotten so big, they’re all taller than me! In the evening, we had a campfire and played campfire games. Then we had ice cream and tea and went to sleep. They had said there wasn’t enough room for us in the cabin, but they let us sleep on the porch, which was super nice of them. We woke up at 6 in the morning, because we’d promised to meet Sarah in BC for brunch, and drove another 6 hours to get into Vancouver at noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The drive was absolutely gorgeous. I don’t know why, but i’d assumed that the drive into BC would be more prairies after the mountains, but the mountains didn’t seem to end. We kept driving and winding through mountains and lakes and everything and the view never ceased. We hit some brutal construction and traffic going into Vancouver, but eventually we arrived at Sarah’s place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;VANCOUVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we had brunch with Sarah and her friend Amelie at this place called Sophie’s Cosmic diner. It was averagely priced, but the food was delicious and the decor was a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we walked downtown and went to the beach. It still surprises me that there are actual beaches downtown. It’s such a change from Saint John, where the coastline is all disgusting and unswimmable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we took a bus from downtown to go get Sushi at this place called The Eatery. It was delicious and really weird. It was the sushi bar for hipsters. On the cieling, they had statues made of mcdonalds toys and other stuff like that. The sushi was pretty good though, if a little expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we went back to the apartment, regrouped, and then went to Room 18 for $1.55 beers. They were delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we chilled out until 3 pm, when we went to meet one of my relatives I’d never met before for dinner. We ate at The Local, which has an amazing veggie burger. It was so delicious, it had guacamole and salsa on it, and was pretty much the best thing ever. Highly recommended. like my reccomendations mean anything. It was also really cool to meet a new relative. He seemed like a really cool guy, very into sports and fitness, but at the same time like a sort of overgrown kid. He still loved to party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after dinner, we walked to the beach and hung out for a little bit, then went home and watched a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;after that, we went to Luke’s friend’s place for a couple of drinks and to catch up. I’d never met her before, but Elle seemed really cool. We had a lot of wine, went for a walk, listened to music, then went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7782438981743420291?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7782438981743420291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7782438981743420291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7782438981743420291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7782438981743420291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/vancouver-part-1.html' title='Vancouver part 1'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8335078373892144412</id><published>2010-08-03T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:21:06.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calgary!</title><content type='html'>So late that evening, we got into Calgary, and we were tired and hungry. Terry catered to those needs perfectly by making us some tortellini, chatting for a bit, and then showing us our bed. While we chatted however, a crazy hail storm ensued. Ot was absolutely ridiculous. One second it was just kind of rainy, the next second it looked like a blizzard outside. it was crazyyyyy. Luke had left his sunroof open, so he had to go close it, and he was sitting inside the car while it hailed, terrified that a hailstone was going to crack through the windshield. but then it went away and we went to sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we went to calaway park, which is an okay amusement park, but the lines were too long for the "good" rides and they weren't really worth the wait. the other rides that were thrill rides but were a bit smaller were better cuz the lines were shorter and it was just as much fun. one of them, though, didn't even have seatbelts and you go upside down. it was terrifying. the super spinner was the best ride though. and luke bought me cotton candy and it was amazing. that night, we went to visit carli, and then we went home for an early night. We wanted to catch up with Johnathan, with whom we met up on the way to newfoundland, but his phone broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we headed out to Vancouver!! more on that later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8335078373892144412?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8335078373892144412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8335078373892144412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8335078373892144412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8335078373892144412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/calgary.html' title='Calgary!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1737080028790987573</id><published>2010-08-02T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:32:08.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Outdoors.</title><content type='html'>After we finished up our business in Edmonton, we drove up to Jasper to spend the day and do a little hike. We found a camp site a little ways outside the city, set up camp there, and then went into Jasper to find out what the best kind of hikes to do were. We wanted a short one to do that evening, and then a longer one to do the next day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were recommended a hike to the Glacier lakes in Edith Cavell, so we did a little hour and a half hike there. It was absolutely phenomenal. The lakes had little bits of ice in them and it was absolutely gorgeous. I'll post pics when i get the chance. Also, jasper was absolutely beautiful. Way nicer than banff because it was less touched by the tourist craze. Also also, there were no drive in campsites left at the park, but we got a walk in site, and it was gorgeous cuz there were no campers or trucks there. Then we made dinner and played crib by the campfire and went to sleep in our tent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we were going to go for a big hike on the columbia icefields, but we didn't feel like it so we just drove all day from jasper to lake louise, then banff. we stopped in lake louise to look at the lake, and we also drove up to the lake above jasper whose name i can't remember to look at it as well. we stopped at our campground, and were kind of tired, so we set up camp, made dinner, and went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day was the day i walked down memory lane. we got up, and went to banff to look around. we went to the fairmont banff springs to see where my mother got married to my father. then, we drove to canmore, where we went on a gorgeous hike my mother did twice while pregnant, and once with me. when we were done with that, we drove to bragg creek and redwood meadows to see my old house and elementary school, and then we finally drove to Calgary, where we crashed with my mom's friend Terry. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1737080028790987573?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1737080028790987573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1737080028790987573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1737080028790987573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1737080028790987573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-outdoors.html' title='The Great Outdoors.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7556883191808747938</id><published>2010-07-31T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:37:08.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmonton V. 2</title><content type='html'>The rest of the days in Edmonton were relatively uneventful. We did the touristy things, like Fort Edmonton Park. While we were there, we hitched a ride with this dude driving around in the 1930's collector car. I don't know what type it was, I'm not really a car person. It was awesome though. Also, we went into an old-style saloon and had a beer. And we also got some old candy, and we also... did other things. Like walked around and looked at old buildings and got a sense of the history and everything.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we watched an episode of Big Bang Theory (the one where Sheldon tries to become friends with Kripke so he can use his lab only to find out that Kripke has no sway). In the episode, Sheldon goes rock climbing for the first time, and it really made us want to rock climb, so we looked up gyms in Edmonton and settled for Climb Edmonton. It's small, but cheap, i recommend it if you're into bouldering, i guess it's called. it was a relatively new experience for me, i'd never climbed in canada before where i actually needed safety gear. Then we went home, and went out for drinks with Nik and Chris. It was quite the fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final day in Edmonton, we got up, and then drove out to New Sarepta to visit my great uncle Eric. He's such a great guy. 82 years old and still kickin'! he cracked jokes like it was no big deal and was running around the house the same way he was when he was 40. Then we went to Grandma's, where she cooked us dinner and hung out with us, playing crib and 31. It was very reminiscent of my childhood. Then then, my cousin Taylor came over and we went out on the quads then sat there and talked for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And THAT was Edmonton for realz. woo! next post will be on the mountains! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7556883191808747938?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7556883191808747938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7556883191808747938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7556883191808747938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7556883191808747938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/edmonton-v-2.html' title='Edmonton V. 2'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2441912876828415872</id><published>2010-07-29T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:52:49.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmonton. :)</title><content type='html'>Hmm, Edmonton, how you made me smile.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're currently cruising down the Trans-Canada 1, listening to the Born Ruffians, while I try to remember my exploits in Edmonton and the Rockies. The music is distracting, but in a good way. No matter how many times I listen to this album, I can't help but love it. It's just so catchy! HIGHLY recommended. Red, Yellow, and Blue, that is. Not Say It. Their second album was just so-so. ANYWAY, back to the trip deets. In a way, I can't wait to blog about things other than my adventures. That being said, I don't really want this to be over, but I am excited about the normalcy of life to begin once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, anyway. Edmonton. I believe we left off on Sunday, where I woke up on Nikole's love seat to begin our day in a brand new city. That day was a lot of fun. We went to the Street Performer's Festival, which was just ending, and saw a dude juggle 5 basketballs on a unicycle the height of 2 people. Afterwards, we got some lemonade and a hotdog, and Nik and Chris showed us the sights of Edmonton in 3 hours. We went to City Hall to admire the architecture, and then to the Legislature to hang out in front of it, in the wading fountain. It was a lot of fun. :) Then we went to a cute little sushi bar, and home for the evening to chill out and watch some TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we decided to go to West Edmonton Mall to go to the water park. I had been there before, a few times, but luke had never been, and he just didn't understand the attraction of going to a big mall. Once we got there, he understood that it wasn't just a mall. That place has submarine rides, a giant lake, an amusement park, the worlds largest indoor waterpark, and so much more. The stores are nothing special, but he couldnt help but get excited about the attractions. We spent bunches of time going on the waterslides over and over again, and also went on the roller coaster once, because we just had to. Afterwards, we went to visit my grandmother, and had a very awkward couple of hours chatting about whatever came to mind. Then, we got lost going home, but finally made our way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we chilled out until it came time to go to my aunt Linda's for dinner. We left at 5:30, were supposed to be there by 6, and didn't get there until around 7:15. We got SO lost, google maps took us in the absolute wrong direction because i put the wrong street in, and then we ended up at a starbucks with no way of contacting my aunt. We eventually got a hold of her because i called my mother who left a message at my uncles, so then my uncle's wife texted me linda's address and phone number. phew. Eventually we got there, and I reunited with my aunt and her new husband, so i guess my uncle, and my 2 cousins, plus my new baby cousin. We had dinner, where I got to try squash lasagna, bought specifically for me, and then we went in the hot tub with the cousins and had dessert. It was certainly an exciting turn of events. :) Then we went home, and DID NOT GET LOST thank god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay I'm bored, I'll finish edmonton later. peacee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2441912876828415872?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2441912876828415872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2441912876828415872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2441912876828415872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2441912876828415872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/edmonton.html' title='Edmonton. :)'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3616295509262221104</id><published>2010-07-27T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:32:06.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way</title><content type='html'>p.s. sorry i can't figure out how to make my text a consistent size. I'm computer-stupid and can't figure out how to change the text when i copy it from a word document. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3616295509262221104?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3616295509262221104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3616295509262221104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3616295509262221104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3616295509262221104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/by-way.html' title='by the way'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1180828054897167964</id><published>2010-07-27T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:47:06.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thunder bay to edmonton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The last few days have been a little bit of sight seeing, punctuated by a LOT of driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;drive 17 hours from Toronto to Thunder Bay through Sudbury and Sault Ste. Marie. The drive was long, but so beautiful. Not much to report on the drive. We ended up staying the night at Thunder Bay International Hostel, our first hostel experience of the trip, and i must say, it was a good one. :) we got our own room with a queen bed for only $40 ($20 each). The proprietors were very nice, it felt like an oversized b&amp;amp;b. We met some cool people there too, a lot of people who were doing the same thing as us, but the other way across the country. One man drove up from southern Chile! It was nice to get a good sleep, though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The next day was also full of driving. We drove all the way from Thunder Bay to Winnipeg. Then, we crashed with Luke’s mother’s cousin, I do believe. We were tired from the night, but we were hungry, so we went for a walk in search of something to eat. We came upon a restaurant called Salisbury House, which is apparently a Manitoba specialty. We were not impressed, to say the least. The lady taking our orders was super stressed out, telling us what we could and couldn’t order from the menu, and yelling at us while we ate. It was the most stressful dinner I have ever had. I don’t plan on going back in the forseeable future. We also got told that we would get robbed and die and our car would get broken into, etc. Needless to say, I was a little freaked out going to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we hung out in winnipeg for the day, it was exciting. during the day, we went to the royal canadian mint, where we got to see coins being made, then we went downtown for dinner. we ate at this really great pub, called the king’s head, and then walked around where the fringe festival was going on. we saw a few free street performers, but they weren’t very good. We also went to a fringe play called “Freud vs. his Ego”. The actors forgot their lines a few times, but it was pretty good. it was pretty comical. we then got a few more drinks, and headed home for the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;we woke up, finished our laundry, and hit the road to Regina. On the way, though, we stopped in Souris, Manitoba, a random stop a little ways off the main highway, to see a really cool swinging bridge. It was one of the longest swinging bridges I’d seen. After that, we drove to Regina, where we checked in at the hostel, then went to dinner. After dinner, we met a few people at the hostel who were planning on going out that night. We went out for a few drinks by ourselves at a fairly popular pub in the area, then the 4 guys picked us up and we went to a crazy sketchy dance bar. I thought that i was going to get drugged or something. Everyone was super intense, and the 4 guys absolutely loved to dance, it was hilarious. Eventually we tired of that club, so we walked to the pub next door, got in without paying cover, and danced to an 80’s disco cover band. It was interesting, to say the least. Finally, we went back to the hostel, and quickly fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Day 5: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We drove from Regina to Moosejaw, where we got lunch. We didn’t really do much there, it was kind of an accident that we even ended up there, but then we drove up to saskatoon, where we didn’t stop and eventually made our way to Edmonton, where we met up with my sister Nikole, and went downtown for a few drinks. Then, we went back home and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I know i’m super behind, but updates to follow, i’m exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1180828054897167964?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1180828054897167964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1180828054897167964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1180828054897167964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1180828054897167964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/thunder-bay-to-edmonton.html' title='thunder bay to edmonton'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-384403504715858036</id><published>2010-07-27T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:20:28.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soooo.....</title><content type='html'>I'm a horrible person. We're in Calgary right now. Since Toronto, we've been to Thunder Bay, Winnipeg, Regina, Edmonton, Jasper, Banff, Canmore, and now Calgary. I PROMISE that I'm going to write in the blog SOON! tomorrow! but i really don't have time today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-384403504715858036?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/384403504715858036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=384403504715858036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/384403504715858036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/384403504715858036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/soooo.html' title='soooo.....'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4558082176791374476</id><published>2010-07-14T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:48:02.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torontoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I’m currently in a car, traveling at 100 km/h, headed towards Sault Ste. Marie, keeping good on my promise to write this blog post while on the road. I mean really, what else is there to do while we’re driving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For the last 4 or 5 days, we were in Toronto. Canada’s largest city, ontario’s capital, and the birthplace of... multiculturalism? I don’t really know what else was born in T Dot. We arrived in the evening after a day of Niagara fun. We drove to the cross-street where our apartment was supposed to be, then received a text from Bryce that stated that we had to head over to where he was to pick up the key. So instead of driving, we opted for a 25 minute walk, and finally found the keys to our place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Keith’s place is amazing. It’s a 1 bedroom basement apartment, but it’s super spacey and he’s done a wonderful job of decorating it, in my opinion. We spent the rest of the night relaxing and watching a few episodes of House, season 1, which I’ve recently become re-addicted to. The next day, we woke up and decided that we’d spend the day resting before we went to the show in the evening. We went for a walk, and had some pad thai at a restaurant that the internet recommended to us, Thai Basil. Then, we went home, watched a few more episodes of House, and decided upon what we were going to do for the next few days. I wanted to do all the touristy stuff, Luke wanted to party. We opted for a compromise, buying the city pass to save us money on the main tourist attractions, and going out in the evenings to check out the city’s nightlife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Things turned the wrong way, however, when we started walking to the show’s venue. I was cramping super hard, and I figured it was from all the walking right after I had eaten. But when we got there, sat down and watched the show, my stomach started hurting more and more, and it almost took away from the beauty that is Tim Minchin. I say almost because that dude is fucking brilliant, there’s no other way to put it. He’s definitely my favourite comedian, and seeing him live only intensified that fact. He just has such a brilliantly awkwardly hilarious stage presence and his songs would bring anyone to hysterics. Bo Burnham was pretty funny too, and the set was shorter than I’d like, but otherwise it was an amazing night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The downside, however, is that I woke up the next morning with a stomach that was better, but still in great pain. I truly thought that I had appendicitis. So I went to the clinic, and got my tummy checked out. The doctor told me that I just had a little bit of food poisoning, and that I should be good to go to the zoo as long as I followed the food regimen that he gave me. Soups and clear liquids only the first day, bananas, toast, and apple sauce and rice the next, and bland steamed foods the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So that day we went to the zoo and the ontario science centre and got to be little children all over again. we saw all the pretty animals (such as giraffes and hippos and zebras and elephants and kangaroos and monkeys) and got to play around with science  experiments like 10 year olds. It was awesome. We had decided to take public transit to get there, though, which was a nightmare. It took us a 30 minute bus ride and 3 subway transfers to get home from the zoo. We navigated it without an issue, though. I was so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I figured I was fine stomachwise when I got home, but the next morning when I woke up, I had a cup of tea and puked everything I had the day before up. It was kind of gross. Because of this, luke decided I wasn’t okay to continue sight-seeing and we laid in bed all day and watched house. It was not the most fun i’ve ever had, but I probably needed the day of relaxation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The next day, I felt fine, so we got up, and walked to Casa Loma, which is this huge castle in downtown toronto that some rich dude owned then got to broke to pay for so he had to move his family out. Quite a sad story, but we got an audio tour of the place, which had been turned back into a beautiful castle in the same sort of fashion, and learned some cool things about the house and its owner. Afterwards, we went to the royal ontario museum where I learned some cool things about gems and minerals because of a guided tour we had, and then we spent the rest of the time looking at dinosaur bones and going “look, dinosaurs! oooooooooohhhhhhhh!” it was very exciting, I promise you. Then, we went home, cooked dinner, and went for a long walk to the CN tower, the pinnacle of our touristy crap, where for only $30 you can go up an elevator! It was pretty cool, though. We were up really high, and could see the entire city. We also got a chance to walk on the glass floor, which was absolutely terrifying, but kind of cool. The best part, though, was the motion simulator ride that came with our admission. We pretended we were in a new place called the himalamazon, which was super fun. It was like a roller coaster, except it wasn’t really a roller coaster. Then we went home, rested our weary heads on our beds, and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The next morning, we woke up super early, and were on the road! dum dum dum dummmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;more news to follow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4558082176791374476?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4558082176791374476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4558082176791374476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4558082176791374476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4558082176791374476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/torontoooooo.html' title='Torontoooooo'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8792541680522571043</id><published>2010-07-12T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:51:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Syracuse, NY</title><content type='html'>Hmm... basically we just drove through new york so that we could save a bit of money on gas, and cuz we had a place to stay, and cuz I hadn't seen my friend Sean in ages. And by ages, I actually mean ages. 6 years. It was crazy to reconnect! other than that, though, there's not much to report on syracuse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to the zoo and saw a bunch of cool animals, like elephants and bears and stuff! there will be photos posted as soon as i buy a USB adapter for my memory card and I can upload them, since i have no camera cord at current. we also went to the mall, where i went underwear shopping and we saw grown ups in the theatre. not a bad movie, but definitely not an oscar winner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day we chilled out and went for a little bit of a drive. we tried to find downtown, failing miserably, and then ended up going for dinner at pastabilities, which was quite a delicious spot, if you're ever in the area. and thennn we headed to niagara falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh and we also went to a mall in buffalo because luke promised me that he'd buy me dippin' dots cuz i'd never had them. they were delicious. :) super super delicious. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once we'd gotten to niagara falls, we checked into our hotel, showered, changed, and went downstairs to catch the shuttle bus to the restaurant we were going to dinner at. I believe it was called "the Keg"? Anyway, we had a $40 gift card for there, so luke got a 30 dollar steak and i got an 8 dollar salad, and guess who was more satisfied with their meal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i'll give you a hint, it was me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we caught the same shuttle bus to the falls, where we got out and took pictures while the driver, Dave, had a smoke break. We also got a chance to talk to him. He was a retired newfie who really seemed to enjoy his new work as a bus driver. he was a pretty sweet dude. THEN, we went to Dave &amp;amp; Buster's, where we had $40 in arcade credits. We spent the entire night playing arcade games. Eventually, luke won me a stuffed pug. it is really quite adorable. Then, we went to a little karaoke bar my aunt told us about, and listened to people who couldn't sing while we tried to get drunk enough to find them entertaining. it was a pretty good time! Then finally, we caught the shuttle bus back to the hotel, where we promptly fell asleep after a long and tiring day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, oh, i forgot. there were fireworks over the falls that night too that we watched!! gorgeous. :) there will be pictures of those too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we (or I, more accurately) were determined to get the entire falls experience. We paid for the maid of the mist and the journey behind the falls, coming in at about $15 each. journey behind the falls fell slightly below expectations, but the maid of the mist was absolutely amazing. you got to get soooo close to the falls, and the waves are rocking the boat and you're getting absolutely soaked. it was crazy!! journey behind the falls, on the other hand, you only got to go through to little portals where you could see water rushing down. it was kind of cool, but not half as exciting as anything else. After that, we were ready to go to Toronto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm exhausted right now, and we leave for thunder bay tomorrow, so i will write a post about toronto in the car tomorrow and post it whenever i get internet. i promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8792541680522571043?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8792541680522571043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8792541680522571043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8792541680522571043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8792541680522571043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/syracuse-ny.html' title='Syracuse, NY'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3908369726053370748</id><published>2010-07-05T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:15:30.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in case anyone is interested, here are some photos from the last few months, all courtesy of luke perrin at http://www.flickr.com/photos/lukeperrin/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. luke and zack and i at their senior prom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCeWQHAGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ijOMiFoBCVo/s1600/4734054596_de09be582c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCeWQHAGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ijOMiFoBCVo/s320/4734054596_de09be582c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594353598890082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. ju playing up a storm in halifax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCeKRpssI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NRvBuV8VZWM/s1600/4687085084_695ef31a9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCeKRpssI/AAAAAAAAAKo/NRvBuV8VZWM/s320/4687085084_695ef31a9a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594350384132802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. David R. Elliott playing  his acoustic set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCdDppp0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/08bHZUBlYR0/s1600/4686480831_53803ba832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCdDppp0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/08bHZUBlYR0/s320/4686480831_53803ba832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594331425875778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. dan tweedie resting in between sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCc5a40OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FhTDh6-r-Qk/s1600/4686447791_6d64711c1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCc5a40OI/AAAAAAAAAKY/FhTDh6-r-Qk/s320/4686447791_6d64711c1d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594328679600354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. scott mallory playing his set at the same show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCccLMi7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2RBH17ea89E/s1600/4686445797_2515aa4f0d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCccLMi7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2RBH17ea89E/s320/4686445797_2515aa4f0d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490594320829156274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. me and luke going for a hike in Cow Head, NL. i love this shot cuz it looks like i'm swimming into a vortex of nothingness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCE4SczlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/UGJe0wrUrw0/s1600/4675489558_f09b5ba76d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCE4SczlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/UGJe0wrUrw0/s320/4675489558_f09b5ba76d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490593916058914386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. me in PEI, being all happy and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCEjbtHmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/OWyFlgaeihA/s1600/4672698768_07fa869f73-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCEjbtHmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/OWyFlgaeihA/s320/4672698768_07fa869f73-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490593910460587618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. char and I approaching buffaloland provincial park in PEI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCEZfH_KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F4H9OUVlfvI/s1600/4667186150_9ee0ae7bf6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCEZfH_KI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/F4H9OUVlfvI/s320/4667186150_9ee0ae7bf6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490593907790576802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. me on top of the world at east point, PEI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCDiXEy7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/BVBkjWDLYQM/s1600/4667186140_fa64a90b22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCDiXEy7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/BVBkjWDLYQM/s320/4667186140_fa64a90b22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490593892992863154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. right after we crossed the bridge to pei, this was graveyard road that drove us right down to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCC1ph_uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eCOv_--LCxw/s1600/4666514681_40545cb2a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCC1ph_uI/AAAAAAAAAJo/eCOv_--LCxw/s320/4666514681_40545cb2a7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490593880990678754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more to come, i'm sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3908369726053370748?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3908369726053370748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3908369726053370748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3908369726053370748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3908369726053370748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/TDKCeWQHAGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ijOMiFoBCVo/s72-c/4734054596_de09be582c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-634386301143444145</id><published>2010-07-05T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:02:29.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTTAWA</title><content type='html'>So, ottawa. what is there to say?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well first, i suppose I must start before Ottawa, in Saint John. We drove from Saint John to Fredericton, where we spent the night with Luke's friend Megan Bird. She was spending the night with her boyfriend, however, so we got the place to ourselves for the night. In the morning, we quickly packed up and headed out to Montreal at around 7 am. quite early for some young'uns like us. The trip was long, but eventually we ended up at my apartment at around 3 pm. Luke had an appointment to see an apartment, so we went downtown to check it out, then went looking for something to eat. Then, we went back home, had a few beer and went downtown to check out Beast's free show. it was pretty kickin. After heading to Benelux to meet up with Ashley, which was awesome, we went home and rested our weary heads on our pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we went running around to see more apartments, and we also... did some things. i don't really remember what. it was a pretty chill day though, we went over to Andrew's and hung out for a little bit. it was really great to see some good friends again, even if only for a little bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day, we ran some errands and began our two hour trek to ottawa on canada day. We happened to catch the tail end of the parade in Montreal, which was pretty awesome. Afterwards, we dropped our stuff off at Ross's place, and his girlfriend Sarah-Grace showed us around downtown, while we took in all the craziness that was Ottawa on Canada Day. We then went back to the apartment, where Ross was off work, then we went to see Owen Pallett play a free show. It was incredible. Never before have i seen such brilliant musicianship coming from one person. His use of the delay and loop pedals to create songs that just build and build was absolutely crazy. Ahh. Anyway, then we went back to the hotel, ordered pizza, had a few beer and hung out for a little bit. After that, we walked downtown and continued to party, checking out the fireworks that started at 10, and hanging out around the town. That continued for quite a while, the wandering and drinking, and wandering and drinking. We got back to the apartment, and had a few more drinks, finally passing out at around 4:30 am. It was pretty insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we went to a little diner for poutine for breakfast. Perfect for your tastebuds, not so perfect for your stomach.  It was delicious, though. Then, we just hung out for a little bit. We went for another walk, checked out the Bytown market, and in the evening we went to a little pub for a little bit of fun. I don't think that was the most exciting of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third of july, we decided to do a tour of parliament, but they were completely booked by the time we got our asses out of bed, so we went to the national art gallery instead, where they had a pop-art exhibit. It did a great job of showing how modern art had progressed through the years and the really influential people, so i highly recommend it to anyone in ottawa. We then went back to the market for something to eat, then went home for dinner where Ross and Sarah-Grace made us an amazing pasta salad that I still can't get over. So delicious. Then we watched planet earth and passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our final day in Ottawa, we went to do our tour of parliament, and we got to go up into the peace tower observatory and see ottawa from the top where the clock was. it was absolutely crazy to have that kind of point of view. The tour was kind of cool too, to be able to see where all our governmental stuff happens, but it only covered the basics of parliament, which was nothing i didn't already know. The architecture in the building, however, is absolutely gorgeous. That was probably the part that stunned me the most. We also got a tour of the rideau locks, which is one of 3 or 4 UNESCO heritage sites in the world, and also the place where Ross works. Our very personalized tour was super exciting, i felt very privileged. After that, I got the chance to meet up for coffee with Mickie, one of my friends from school, and we got to catch up, which was really nice. After that, we went to dinner at this little mexican restaurant called Ahora, which was cheap and delicious. I was very impressed. THEN we went to a shisha bar to chill out, and went home and went to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, today, i  suppose, was the hottest day of all, and we felt we were going to die as we gathered our stuff and left ottawa to drive to syracuse. It was a long drive, and we were both completely exhausted, as it was so warm. I feel like I'm going to die right now, in fact, but at least i'm in an air conditioned room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I think that's enough for now! sorry for the length of the post, but I'm in America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-634386301143444145?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/634386301143444145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=634386301143444145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/634386301143444145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/634386301143444145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/ottawa.html' title='OTTAWA'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2042427468552037161</id><published>2010-07-03T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:25:38.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been ridiculously lazy.</title><content type='html'>And for that, I apologize.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot has happened in the last 3 weeks. I don't have time to detail the whole thing now, so I will give a very brief synopsis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Newfoundland:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent about a week in Newfoundland. While there, we did the following things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. partied it up on George St. and got screeched in at Trapper Johns. For the low price of $12, we got a shot, the glass it came in, and a pretty little certificate saying that I was now an honourary Newfoundlander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. went on a brewery tour at Quidi Vidi brewing co, and got a little tipsy at 3 in the afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. went to cape spear and saw the easternmost point of North America&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. hung out at the house and played some cribbage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. walked around downtown St. John's and had some delicious eats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Went to Gros Morne National Park and hiked and camped. We did one overnight hike/camp thingy, where we hiked in 3 k, dropped off our packs, and then hiked the other 17 k around. It was hell. We went up and down and up and down and up and down stairs until I thought I was going to die. We did, however, see a moose up close (like 10 feet away). It has got to be one of the most majestic things I have ever seen. We also saw a bunch of wild sheep grazing. When we went back to camp in the evening, we awoke to 2 sheep and 2 lambs sitting under our picnic table, staring at us as if we'd invaded their space. It was kind of terrifying, but kind of awesome at the same time. After that hike, we continued up to the top of gros morne by car, and found a new place to do a little day hike. then, we found our camp spot for the night, and continued on our merry little way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. hung out in corner brook for about a day, but by that point in time, i could barely walk because i killed my knee on that giant 20 k hike up and down the mountain, so we just got coffee, then drove to port au basque to wait for the ferry. Then, the ferry took us to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cape Breton/Nova Scotia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were in cape breton for approximately 2 days, and in halifax for 3 nights. While there, we:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. spent the night in a cute little B&amp;amp;B called the Foghorn Inn in Little Lorraine. The owner was super sweet, and she loved to talk about her kids. She actually opened the B&amp;amp;B because she got so lonely after she had retired and all her kids had moved out. It was the comfiest bed, a good price, and a lot of fun. There's my recommendation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. went to the fortress of Louisbourg, where we got to see a bunch of old buildings and people dressed up in costume, and we took a fun little tour and got to learn about the fortress. It was pretty fun, but not the most exciting thing in the world. We got to see more sheep while we were there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. went to halifax, where we engaged in a few too many bad habits, and spent a bit too much money at the bars. We also took another brewery tour, this one being Alexander Keith's, which was actually theatrical and everyone was dressed up in costume. It was a lot of fun, and once more, i was slightly tipsy at 3 in the afternoon. We stayed with my friend David R. Elliott, who played a show that night with his band, the Novellas (shameless music plug here: http://www.myspace.com/davidrelliott ), and it was pretty sick. Other than that, we just toured downtown and hung out. It was a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then we decided that we couldn't hike the dobson cuz my knee still killed, so we went back to Saint John for a couple weeks. And my mommy graduated and so did my little brothers and I  painted our entire house and it was very exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my next post will actually be recent! and have photos, hopefully! yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2042427468552037161?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2042427468552037161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2042427468552037161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2042427468552037161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2042427468552037161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-been-ridiculously-lazy.html' title='I have been ridiculously lazy.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1618402489650060565</id><published>2010-06-05T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:05:24.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. John's, Newfoundland!</title><content type='html'>The Ferry Ride:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was long, and we didn't sleep. We met a rad guy from Alberta/Newfoundland named Jonathan, who accompanied us on our ferry adventures, bought us a couple drinks and helped us drink our sweet strawberry PEI wine. We played a few games of crib, met a drunken Sudbury native, and stayed up until the wee hours of the morn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Drive to St. John's:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was also long, and we also didn't sleep. however, luke did pull over to the side of the road for a 30 minute power nap, cuz he just couldn't concentrate. When we reached Corner Brook, we picked up a hitchhiker named Mikayla (sp?) and her german shepherd Henry. they were great company and helped us pass the time all the way till St. John's. She was a street kid and had tons of crazy stories about the last few years. Eventually, we parted ways in St. John's, and we found the place we were staying for the next few days: Luke's friend Jaclyn was putting us up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on St. John's when i'm not exhausted. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1618402489650060565?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1618402489650060565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1618402489650060565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1618402489650060565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1618402489650060565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/06/st-johns-newfoundland.html' title='St. John&apos;s, Newfoundland!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5589060606008679054</id><published>2010-05-31T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:43:45.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woo newfieland!</title><content type='html'>headed to gros morne national park to do some hiking and camping. updates later on our trip in the city!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5589060606008679054?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5589060606008679054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5589060606008679054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5589060606008679054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5589060606008679054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/woo-newfieland.html' title='woo newfieland!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-668544318954085994</id><published>2010-05-30T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:48:43.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Breton Drum Fest!</title><content type='html'>Alright, seriously, how lucky is it that my parents just happened to be in cape breton the same weekend as I had planned to? Hotel stay for free? hot showers? indoor pool? Yes, please!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so maybe it wasn't completely happy-go-lucky, you get a bit stir-crazy after being crammed in a windowless hotel room with 4 other people, 2 of which are smokers. I love my family, and I'm so grateful for everything they've done for me, but after 3 or 4 hours of endless taunting the first night, I was ready to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stuck it through, though, and throughout the weekend we saw some super sick drummers. The guys that worked with Billy Joel, Pink Floyd, Chicago, Santana, Aretha Franklin, Miles Davis, and countless others. It was absolutely crazy. We also won Lukie a cymbal in the door prize, which was pretty killer. Other than that, though, there isn't much to report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the drive in one night, and I felt horrible for falling asleep on our one year anniversary! oops. The movies were "How to Train your Dragon" and "Iron Man 2", but unfortunately, the only one I stayed awake for was iron man two, when the other one was the one that i had actually wanted to see. Oh well, though, life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two days of touring Sydney and watching drummers do their thang, we finally peaced out on monday night. We had nothing to do all day, so we went to the cinema to see the Runaways, then took the ferry to Newfoundland! More on that later, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe how quickly I'm spewing this shit out, I feel like I deserve an award or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-668544318954085994?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/668544318954085994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=668544318954085994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/668544318954085994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/668544318954085994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/cape-breton-drum-fest.html' title='Cape Breton Drum Fest!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-141330619678434428</id><published>2010-05-30T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:37:09.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Two Days of Camping</title><content type='html'>The next two days were much the same as the first. The air was damp with rain, the ground was the same shade of PEI red, and your two protagonists were just about ready to kill each other. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though. The next two days of camping were alright. I was definitely ready for a shower by the end of them, but I'm excited to do some more. The first day, we drove up to the north point, and went into the windmill information centre, where luke bought me a plush lobster as a souvenir, and we learned more than we ever wanted to about windmills. Then, we completed the nature walk at the north cape and learned a little bit about trees and birds and stuff, I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we drove to our next camping point, and successfully cooked pasta over an open fire! props to luke for that, cuz I sure as hell didn't help. Then, after a slightly more assured and rested sleep, we continued on our way the next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a quest for coffee, we drove through cavendish and brackley beach. The place was a ghost town, absolutely nothing was open yet. I was super disappointed, but luke vowed to make me happy, so we eventually found a gouda farm, where we could watch this old lady make cheese through some viewing windows. It was super sweet, we were allowed to rummage through the barn and pet the dairy cows, and the piggies, and the barn kitties, and we also watched a video on how to make cheese. After that, en route to our new campsite, we decided to drive all the way to wood islands, because there really wasn't much else to do. On our way there, we came across the Great Canadian Soap company, where we decided to learn about soap and the way it is supposed to be made! Then, we went to check on ferry times, and camped out for one more night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm running way behind in my posts, I know, but for the next few days, I'll be camping in newfoundland, so I don't know if i'll be posting. I still have to write all about Cape Breton Drum Fest, and my entire time in St. John's. I'm working on it, don't you worry, i will catch up eventually. That is, if anyone is reading this. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace, family and friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-141330619678434428?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/141330619678434428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=141330619678434428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/141330619678434428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/141330619678434428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-two-days-of-camping.html' title='The Other Two Days of Camping'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8168495400853622025</id><published>2010-05-29T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:33:26.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Details on the Last Few Days.</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camping in PEI for 3 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day, the first day, what did we do? We left Char's place at around 1 in the afternoon, after spending all morning cleaning up and getting everything ready to camp. After that, we drove through to the west point provincial park. I believe we stopped in Summerside to get a big plate of fries, and then we continued on our way. It was an absolutely gorgeous day. If you're ever in town, I highly recommend Eva's Restaurant and Lounge, if that was what the place was even called. Super cheap, great food, great service. all wonderful things. Afterwards, we made our way to the campground, and walked along the beach for an hour, looking for a place to camp. Once we figured out that the campgrounds were actually set up, and they just weren't open yet, we looked for information on camping in closed campgrounds, found that there was nothing against it, and set up camp in a little clump of trees in the camp ground. :) We heated up our soup over an open fire! We were quite proud of ourselves, and the cookware seems to be holding up quite well. I, of course, am terrified of open fire, and getting caught for doing something illegal, so I was sitting there shaking the entire time that Luke was trying to get shit done. Oops :$. Then we went to bed fairly early, and I spent most of the night cold and shaking, because i couldn't stop thinking about getting attacked by a fox or a bear or a park ranger or a mass murderer or something. I made it out alive, though!! Also, I now know there are no bears in PEI, there hasn't been a murder in 10 years on the island and I am absolutely ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on the next few days to follow in a few. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8168495400853622025?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8168495400853622025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8168495400853622025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8168495400853622025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8168495400853622025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-details-on-last-few-days.html' title='More Details on the Last Few Days.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5399092237830511640</id><published>2010-05-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:32:34.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 8 to... i don't know what day it is anymore.</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent 3 days touring PEI, camping in closed campsites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we took the wood islands ferry to pictou, NS, and drove up to sydney where we met up wit my rents and spent 2 days at the cape breton drum festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now we're headed to newfoundland!!!! i'm so excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;details on the former to follow, i don't have much time right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5399092237830511640?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5399092237830511640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5399092237830511640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5399092237830511640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5399092237830511640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-8-to-i-dont-know-what-day-it-is.html' title='Days 8 to... i don&apos;t know what day it is anymore.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3316425283196321072</id><published>2010-05-18T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T07:54:40.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 7+</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Off around PEI camping and stuff!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're already over-budget. oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looks like we're going to Newfie-land after all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look, here's a pic of me at the giant lobster in shediac!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S_KqDDtglNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tcJ8cE88aCA/s320/DSC_0006.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472623466721088722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3316425283196321072?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3316425283196321072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3316425283196321072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3316425283196321072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3316425283196321072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-7.html' title='Days 7+'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S_KqDDtglNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tcJ8cE88aCA/s72-c/DSC_0006.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-312116082915710079</id><published>2010-05-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:35:35.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 5 and 6? I think? I'm already starting to lose count of days.</title><content type='html'>Day 5:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Char took us for a drive around the southeastern part of PEI. we went to Georgetown, got lunch in Montague, and then went to Cape Bear and Point Prim to see some lighthouses! The lighthouses were pretty cool, the one at cape bear was the lighthouse where they first heard the titanic's distress signal. That was a fun and exciting time! We also went to Buffaloland provincial park, where we got to see the buffalo graze! I was really really excited about that! I have no idea why there are buffalo on PEI, but it was pretty rad to see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to Frank's relative's 85th birthday party, which was a potluck with a bunch of country people I've never met. I have never felt so out of place, all i could do was wait for it to end. But end it finally did, and I met some cool people, i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, we drove into charlottetown, and went to the City Cinema to watch an aussie movie about an adulterous couple who jack a big bag of cash. It was called the Square. it was intense. Also, nothing is open. not even coffee shops. or anything. it was ridiculous, trying to find something to do for the 45 minutes before the movie started. ANYWAY then we went home and went back to sleep. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 6:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we basically  spent the day prepping for the next 4 days, where we'll be driving around the coast and camping at the national parks. get ready for pictures of sweaty dirty jeri and luke without a shower and with only the bare minimum of food! so there won't be any blog posts for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went shopping for groceries, bought stuff like freezedried milk and stuff! yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;updates to follow in about a week or so, so long for now, peoples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-312116082915710079?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/312116082915710079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=312116082915710079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/312116082915710079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/312116082915710079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-5-and-6-i-think-im-already.html' title='Days 5 and 6? I think? I&apos;m already starting to lose count of days.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-410858985299617794</id><published>2010-05-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T05:41:18.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 3, 4, etc.</title><content type='html'>Day 3:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went into Charlottetown, investigated the beauty of the downtown historic area,  decided that it would be a cute little city to live in, but apparently in the winter there's really not much to do. It's tiny! I had no idea that there were only 40,000 people in that little city. :) That doesn't even classify as urban under American standards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we went to province house where we saw where the legislature sits, and watched a cute little video about it. Aaand... we had coffee at Beanz, aaaand... we went into St. Dunstan's basilica, spent like 5 seconds in there admiring the architecture, then deciding that it was awkward just standing in a house of prayer. We also went to the Confederation Centre Art Gallery, which was kind of cool, we saw a bunch of old photos by this dude who went across Canada. Sound familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got bored and went home, and later we went back in for dinner at Hunter's with Char and Frank, then we all went to Baba's lounge for a few drinks and to see the Idlers. :) Then, tired as anything, we rested our heads on our pillows and passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wooo twenty-something kilometre hike through the crazy PEI wilderness! I saw bears and foxes and moose and barracudas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i did see a couple blue heron and two squirrels! they were super cute and cuddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd forgotten how much I liked hiking, it's getting me really excited to do the dobson! I can't wait, it should be so much fun to do something I've ever done before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaand that's about it for now! updates to follow for the like 1 person that's reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-410858985299617794?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/410858985299617794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=410858985299617794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/410858985299617794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/410858985299617794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-3-4-etc.html' title='Days 3, 4, etc.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8705824292720436204</id><published>2010-05-14T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:05:38.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 1,2, and the beginning of 3</title><content type='html'>Day 1:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drive to Riverview, visit with grandparents, run errands, listen to endless stories about how the cat, Mariah, is, in fact, a male. oh yes. Eat pizza from Sobeys, listen to Nanny discuss for 10 mins with the cashier the fact that she got a free pizza. Sympathize silently with the cashier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- spend the night at Vanessas, watching AI, gossiping, the usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- leave Vaya's, head to PEI, do shit, get lost, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eat lunch in Charlottetown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-head to Char's, plan our week, visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wake up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;updates to come, loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8705824292720436204?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8705824292720436204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8705824292720436204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8705824292720436204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8705824292720436204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/days-12-and-beginning-of-3.html' title='Days 1,2, and the beginning of 3'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6650534144405735469</id><published>2010-05-08T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:53:11.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip time!</title><content type='html'>Ahh, I can't wait!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, I embark upon my voyage across Canada, to live, laugh, learn, etc. I can't wait to see what the future brings. I'll try to update regularly, but they'll probably be few and far-between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck in the summer, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Jeri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6650534144405735469?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6650534144405735469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6650534144405735469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6650534144405735469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6650534144405735469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/05/trip-time.html' title='Trip time!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1028610707298755191</id><published>2010-04-13T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:07:31.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have another confession to make.</title><content type='html'>I'm still madly in love with JT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1028610707298755191?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1028610707298755191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1028610707298755191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1028610707298755191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1028610707298755191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-another-confession-to-make.html' title='I have another confession to make.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-363186875704851143</id><published>2010-04-13T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:37:31.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this post has no title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Science/Images/cute-baby-sticking-tongue-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Science/Images/cute-baby-sticking-tongue-out.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am craving change, I believe the summer will be good for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Platinum blonde, anyone? Maybe I'll finally take the plunge this weekend. I've been told that I could rock it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what else to say. I feel like school is sucking the life out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a cute picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-363186875704851143?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/363186875704851143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=363186875704851143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/363186875704851143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/363186875704851143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-post-has-no-title.html' title='this post has no title.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1109891461520977553</id><published>2010-03-30T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:52:19.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frankylicio.us/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/world-map-feet.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://frankylicio.us/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/world-map-feet.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the one I drew on is kind of... inaccurate? but you try drawing the world upside down on your feet with a sharpie that only half works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454442023921339906" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7ISHzPLTgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/77YsZgoQje4/s320/Photo+168.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1109891461520977553?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1109891461520977553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1109891461520977553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1109891461520977553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1109891461520977553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-this.html' title='I want this.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7ISHzPLTgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/77YsZgoQje4/s72-c/Photo+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5502891968401047710</id><published>2010-03-19T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:59:34.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an artist.</title><content type='html'>or am I?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What defines artistic talent? What makes a poem "good"? Is anyone who has slapped a few lines together and added a few spaces an artist? Are artists relegated to the fields of visual art? Are musicians artists? Are poets? Screenwriters? DJs? Non-fiction writers? Journalists?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know. Thoughts on the matter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5502891968401047710?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5502891968401047710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5502891968401047710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5502891968401047710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5502891968401047710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-artist.html' title='I am an artist.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-9023508888981582968</id><published>2010-03-15T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:45:05.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so...</title><content type='html'>Huh. I think my blog needs a revamp. Apparently at least a few people actually read what I have to say, so maybe I should focus on making them happy. Or maybe it will make me happy, who knows? All I know is that I am definitely procrastinating right now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. Oh university, how you catch me every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-9023508888981582968?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/9023508888981582968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=9023508888981582968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9023508888981582968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9023508888981582968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/so.html' title='so...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4249368681774985728</id><published>2010-03-10T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T05:57:24.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.skeptic.com/eskeptic/07-09-12images/steven-pinker-brown.jpg'/><title type='text'>Famous McGill Graduates</title><content type='html'>1. William Shatner&lt;br /&gt;- actor and silver fox&lt;br /&gt;- BCom 1952&lt;br /&gt;- Captain Kirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/71/William_Shatner.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 342px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Steven Pinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BA 76 in experimental psychology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-psycholinguistic genius&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- on Time's list of 100 people or something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mad sweet jew fro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.skeptic.com/eskeptic/07-09-12images/steven-pinker-brown.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sam Roberts&lt;br /&gt;- BA '98&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Rock star and sexpot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- famous for being rad and playing rad tunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wersmusic.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/sam-roberts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://wersmusic.files.wordpress.com/2011/06/sam-roberts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jack Layton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-BA '70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sexy leader of NDP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-killer stache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-killer political views, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/11/John_Gilbert_Layton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/11/John_Gilbert_Layton.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 571px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 416px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Win Butler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BA '04&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- member of Arcade Fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- famous for making kickin' tunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chadgibbs.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/1259699463-arcadefire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://chadgibbs.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/1259699463-arcadefire1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 422px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wilfrid Laurier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BA (some year a long time ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 7th prime minister of Canada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-had cool hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-is old and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-has a shitload of things named after him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://data2.archives.ca/ap/c/c008103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://data2.archives.ca/ap/c/c008103.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 610px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 480px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Burt Bacharach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BMus a while ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- best song ever: Raindrops Keep Fallin' on my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- best known for being cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ken-jennings.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/burt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://ken-jennings.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/burt.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Leonard Cohen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BA 56&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- best known for making awesome tunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-also for generating a hipster following&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-i'd tap that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/Leonard_Cohen_2187-edited.jpg/220px-Leonard_Cohen_2187-edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/71/Leonard_Cohen_2187-edited.jpg/220px-Leonard_Cohen_2187-edited.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://teaandbooks.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/leonard-cohen-event1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Christopher Plummer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- actorrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-played the voice of the old dude that tried to kill the bird in Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- had slightly more important roles too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.direct2hollywood.com/images/christopher_plummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.direct2hollywood.com/images/christopher_plummer.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 425px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 332px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Alyson's aunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- lesbian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- studied audiology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notasdecine.es/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/harry-knowles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.notasdecine.es/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/harry-knowles.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 335px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4249368681774985728?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4249368681774985728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4249368681774985728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4249368681774985728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4249368681774985728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/famous-mcgill-graduates.html' title='Famous McGill Graduates'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2714356567220524091</id><published>2010-03-09T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:00:46.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>I'm sleepy, I don't like papers. I don't like exams. I want school to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had something exciting to share, but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2714356567220524091?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2714356567220524091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2714356567220524091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2714356567220524091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2714356567220524091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6318413757682980017</id><published>2010-03-03T13:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:15:25.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALSO</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure everyone has seen these but LOOK CUTE VIDEOS OF ASIAN KIDS SINGING:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wgrrQwLdME8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wgrrQwLdME8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6318413757682980017?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6318413757682980017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6318413757682980017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6318413757682980017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6318413757682980017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/also.html' title='ALSO'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3854007412937037486</id><published>2010-03-03T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:13:46.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top two things that suck about exams:</title><content type='html'>1. when the exam is out of 20, and it's worth 20% of your grade, that's 1% per question you get wrong. MAD PRESSURE.&lt;div&gt;2. they are completely unrepresentative of what you actually know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am too tired to think of any others right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3854007412937037486?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3854007412937037486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3854007412937037486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3854007412937037486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3854007412937037486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/top-two-things-that-suck-about-exams.html' title='Top two things that suck about exams:'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-411511102196321874</id><published>2010-03-01T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:05:16.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck.</title><content type='html'>i hate feeling like I'm alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-411511102196321874?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/411511102196321874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=411511102196321874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/411511102196321874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/411511102196321874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuck.html' title='fuck.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4424279987657772930</id><published>2010-02-22T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:17:07.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S4KDc3QbgCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rsBXtI974dY/s1600-h/11468_222185132274_500527274_4232200_5421199_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S4KDc3QbgCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rsBXtI974dY/s320/11468_222185132274_500527274_4232200_5421199_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441055831709417506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke is a photographic genius and I love him very very much. This is an old photo, but I am at a lack of something to post. And it's awesome. And I look badass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4424279987657772930?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4424279987657772930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4424279987657772930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4424279987657772930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4424279987657772930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/02/oldies.html' title='Oldies.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S4KDc3QbgCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rsBXtI974dY/s72-c/11468_222185132274_500527274_4232200_5421199_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8306485475951359928</id><published>2010-02-17T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T04:38:59.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been...</title><content type='html'>3 months (plus) since my last post. I apologise for this. Being a university student is not as easy and carefree as the high school peeps make it out to be. I barely have time to breathe, I'm feeling like I'm being swallowed by my books. NOT cool. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently in the middle of hell week. 4 midterms in 3 days, and I still haven't had any of them. First one is in an hour. I need to chill out. In general. I get way too stressed out about the smallest things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke leaves really soon. also NOT cool, but in a way, sort of cool. He's going to have an amazing time, and see new things. I'm definitely jealous, I feel like school is constraining me from things I actually want to do. I mean, I love the work I'm doing, but I feel like it's all I ever do, and that gets me wondering as to whether I actually enjoy it or whether i just feel obligated to feel like I enjoy it because that's what society wants me to think. I don't know. I feel like a trip across canada could be just what I need, but unfortunately, I have responsibilities. I can't wait to graduate and take some time to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm probably moving out to an apartment closer to campus. I just feel I need a different vibe. I think it will be good for me. I can't wait to take time to myself, get back into painting, drawing. all the things i did before school and boys because i liked them. :) should be decent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a cool youtube video:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fm1ygzhO1c4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fm1ygzhO1c4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8306485475951359928?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8306485475951359928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8306485475951359928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8306485475951359928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8306485475951359928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been.html' title='It&apos;s been...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2574846187622067334</id><published>2009-12-09T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:14:29.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS POSTING TIME</title><content type='html'>Look it's a ukulele!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BTLAFPdnkmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BTLAFPdnkmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lil bit of shameless self promotion never hurt anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, what to say. now that I've found out that a grand total of 2 people I don't know read my blog, I feel obligated to post more often. Maybe it's good for me, this could be kind of a release from the stress-induced death that finals tend to bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's here! sort of. there are still 13 days until I'm free of finals, and a few more until I actually get to have the joy of a giant family reunion, but it's on it's way! There's supposed to be a snowstorm today. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coming up next: my up to date from last year list of the top 10 reasons I love the holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2574846187622067334?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2574846187622067334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2574846187622067334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2574846187622067334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2574846187622067334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-posting-time.html' title='CHRISTMAS POSTING TIME'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3442435955874142690</id><published>2009-12-02T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:11:48.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff.</title><content type='html'>dear interwebs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for not posting, although nobody reads it anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas is almost here!! woo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got my lip pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3442435955874142690?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3442435955874142690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3442435955874142690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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circles&lt;div&gt;Is that the way it was meant to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't tell left from right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up from down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;front from back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'd be insane not to feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, the world does, scientifically, spin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then why am I the crazy one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6759262856332801004?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6759262856332801004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6759262856332801004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6759262856332801004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6759262856332801004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-and-i.html' title='The World and I'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5293074863321324257</id><published>2009-09-24T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:55:17.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck ass at posting.</title><content type='html'>School is in session.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've developed a Gossip Girl addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll post more later. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5293074863321324257?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5293074863321324257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5293074863321324257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5293074863321324257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5293074863321324257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-suck-ass-at-posting.html' title='I suck ass at posting.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6143295407023408884</id><published>2009-08-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:16:27.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 DAYS LEFT OF SUMMER</title><content type='html'>OMGMONTREALSOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6143295407023408884?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6143295407023408884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6143295407023408884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6143295407023408884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6143295407023408884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-days-left-of-summer.html' title='6 DAYS LEFT OF SUMMER'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2297827441405635979</id><published>2009-07-23T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:27:29.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired of summer.</title><content type='html'>The summer has become tiresome; although I suppose tiresome probably isn't the right word. Boring, long, repetitive, lifeless, insipid, seemingly interminable. Summer is just dragging on and on; without a task to occupy my days, I'm noticing it more now than ever before. I need something to do. Something to occupy my mind and body from 9 to 5 Monday to Friday. It would be wonderful if it paid, as I could desperately use the money, but at this point, it's not even necessary for me. I just need something. Because without something, the days drag on, and I feel like I'm accomplishing nothing. Sitting at home, day in and and day out, waiting for 5 o clock to roll around so that I can find someone else to do nothing with. I want Montreal back. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2297827441405635979?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2297827441405635979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2297827441405635979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2297827441405635979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2297827441405635979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-tired-of-summer.html' title='I am tired of summer.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5835796507536260535</id><published>2009-07-18T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:01:53.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SmJUUH5EruI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTaG9c2FiXc/s1600-h/things_to_say_during_sex.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SmJUUH5EruI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTaG9c2FiXc/s400/things_to_say_during_sex.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359939211216858850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SmJUJmhMlKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/cMPeWjuBQp8/s1600-h/things_to_say_during_sex.gif" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. I suck hardcore at posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5835796507536260535?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5835796507536260535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5835796507536260535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5835796507536260535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5835796507536260535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/07/sex.html' title='Sex.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SmJUUH5EruI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTaG9c2FiXc/s72-c/things_to_say_during_sex.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5143597833889152196</id><published>2009-06-11T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:27:52.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I run scared.</title><content type='html'>words don’t come easy for me, i suppose they never have.&lt;br /&gt;tongue-tied twisted thoughts&lt;br /&gt;temptation to tell, talk,&lt;br /&gt;take part in this relational process some call life.&lt;br /&gt;but nothing comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouth open, lips in motion, tongue stressed&lt;br /&gt;silence. still air. nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;I do have ideas, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;there are phrases, complete sentences in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;running unafraid,&lt;br /&gt;untroubled by everything except a fear of being uttered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so here I sit, dead silence,&lt;br /&gt;and you think I’m nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;and I can’t change a thing, because words don’t come easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5143597833889152196?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5143597833889152196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5143597833889152196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5143597833889152196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5143597833889152196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-run-scared.html' title='I run scared.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-221645110907242214</id><published>2009-06-11T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:53:32.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildbirds &amp; Peacedrums are pretty cool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8B2NJOc6uU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q8B2NJOc6uU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also: Old news, but Meg White got married. There go all my indie lesbian fantasies. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-221645110907242214?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/221645110907242214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=221645110907242214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/221645110907242214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/221645110907242214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/06/wildbirds-peacedrums-are-pretty-cool.html' title='Wildbirds &amp; Peacedrums are pretty cool.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3107758691559090897</id><published>2009-06-10T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:41:28.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>I suck at posting, but my summer isn't really exciting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3107758691559090897?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3107758691559090897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3107758691559090897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3107758691559090897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3107758691559090897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/06/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4159814476471418930</id><published>2009-05-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:28:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News Flash</title><content type='html'>Soooooo it's summer (sort of) and finals are over and all that is in the way of me and luxury is a 9-5 job painting houses. And maybe a second job cashiering. And driving lessons. And apparently self defense lessons. But besides all that, I am free for the summer. It should be a lot of fun. So, here's what's new in the world:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm back in Saint John, where my mom has already drained my change purse to buy my little brother lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I've baked a marble fudge cake from a box. Bow down to my cooking skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I've done the prep-work on one house, and my hands are killing me already. Thank goodness that I've gotten 3 rain days so far, where I don't have to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I'm working on figuring out my life plan. Step 1: stop thinking about it, it makes your head hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaaaand that's about it. Hopefully I will be posting with more exciting things other than myself. I'm hoping to actually do some writing/songwriting this summer when I'm not bogged down by other things. And it will be grand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*edit: Nathanial helped on the cake a little bit. I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4159814476471418930?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4159814476471418930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4159814476471418930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4159814476471418930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4159814476471418930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/05/news-flash.html' title='News Flash'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-588378995429333193</id><published>2009-04-17T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:16:23.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's spring, and we know what that means!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMosiKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6kfkYa-S5Gk/s1600-h/Foto+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMosiKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6kfkYa-S5Gk/s320/Foto+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694792936598034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMrr0hQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kouhAjdnwyQ/s1600-h/Foto+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMrr0hQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kouhAjdnwyQ/s320/Foto+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694793738913026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMWMmamI/AAAAAAAAAII/_mi7LrEC2tg/s1600-h/Foto+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMWMmamI/AAAAAAAAAII/_mi7LrEC2tg/s320/Foto+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325694787970820706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooooooooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-588378995429333193?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/588378995429333193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=588378995429333193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/588378995429333193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/588378995429333193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SeirMosiKhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6kfkYa-S5Gk/s72-c/Foto+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-9086082945895086806</id><published>2009-04-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:07:25.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so</title><content type='html'>Finals.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They eat my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pm9L60YBj3s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pm9L60YBj3s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all that's keeping me alive. thank you aly for showing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-9086082945895086806?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/9086082945895086806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=9086082945895086806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9086082945895086806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9086082945895086806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/04/so.html' title='so'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-286366467621296577</id><published>2009-04-04T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:08:30.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I hate clubs:</title><content type='html'>1. all you end up smelling is BO.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. falling over yourself is NOT attractive. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. guys are tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. girls are tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. the music is tasteless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. even the drinks are tasteless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remind me why I still go every once in a while? someone? please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-286366467621296577?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/286366467621296577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=286366467621296577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/286366467621296577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/286366467621296577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/04/reasons-i-hate-clubs.html' title='Reasons I hate clubs:'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7767207854644634274</id><published>2009-04-02T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:49:02.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel, anyone?</title><content type='html'>I think I might actually have something to say!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Jewel is coming out with a new album and I'm way behind the times. I am mega mega pumped. Because it's Jewel. And it's sure to be prime. Also, apparently it's just her singling Lullabies. Like actual lullabies. Twinkle Twinkle, and Brahm's Lullaby and other things. SOOOOOO yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if anyone finds this leaked anywhere, let me know. Otherwise, I'll just wait until may.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SdUH_TLGlsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nwfBO8D_pAY/s320/jewel_lullaby-300x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320167318868104898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. Can I be her? please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7767207854644634274?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7767207854644634274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7767207854644634274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7767207854644634274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7767207854644634274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/04/jewel-anyone.html' title='Jewel, anyone?'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SdUH_TLGlsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/nwfBO8D_pAY/s72-c/jewel_lullaby-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-244656676468729479</id><published>2009-03-31T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:21:06.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a horrible person.</title><content type='html'>So my updates are kind of ridiculously non-existent, but it doesn't really matter because nobody reads this anyways.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the news (mine and otherwise):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. it's almost April, which means that it's almost a month until i'm done with school for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. SPRING FLOWERS (and green grass) are both making me really happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. people are kind of annoying me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I have pretty much memorized the words to Never Gonna Give You Up, if only because my roommate plays it every 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I downloaded Roller Coaster Tycoon 3- wave farewell to my remaining bits of productivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully something insightful will follow in my next post, but i really don't have much to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-244656676468729479?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/244656676468729479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=244656676468729479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/244656676468729479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/244656676468729479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-horrible-person.html' title='I am a horrible person.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7176827619030698278</id><published>2009-03-13T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:54:16.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick updatez.</title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo I haven't posted in ages. And it's partially my fault and partially McGill's. But mostly McGill's. Because I love shirking responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT This is what has been going down:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I got a new computer, another macbook. Mom paid for $500 and insurance paid $800, which is good because I really don't have the extra money to spend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have 3 midterms and a transcription test coming up. That's right, 3. And a test. I don't know how I'm still alive right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I made up the chorus for my new song "Guys can suck the balls i wish i had" in the shower but now I can't remember it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I've got a couple covers on youtube, i will never love you more and anyone else but you. check it out. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I am going to see Charles Spearin's happiness project tonight. I CANNOT WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have to go to class. and then study till I drop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7176827619030698278?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7176827619030698278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7176827619030698278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7176827619030698278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7176827619030698278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-updatez.html' title='quick updatez.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3522560199278093781</id><published>2009-02-19T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:33:31.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEOPLE SUCK BALLS</title><content type='html'>I got my comp jacked so I won't be able to post for a bit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that anyone is reading this anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i lost a mitten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i had a midterm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, did I mention that SOMEONE STOLE MY MACBOOK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3522560199278093781?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3522560199278093781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3522560199278093781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3522560199278093781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3522560199278093781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/02/people-suck-balls.html' title='PEOPLE SUCK BALLS'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8564548358162314338</id><published>2009-02-05T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:05:41.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimes of Fashion</title><content type='html'>1. Ugg boots and anything (especially miniskirts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sas.localguides.com/bundles/guides_ob/assets/widget_dNsK6Q2GbiX52FE6EuFL66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://sas.localguides.com/bundles/guides_ob/assets/widget_dNsK6Q2GbiX52FE6EuFL66.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 307px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 230px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing Leggings as Pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolslice.com/uploaded_images/tights-700211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.coolslice.com/uploaded_images/tights-700211.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 600px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Crocs and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2008/07/23-End%20of%20Month/crocs%20suck.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2008/07/23-End%20of%20Month/crocs%20suck.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icis.com/blogs/icis-chemicals-confidential/crocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Sweatpants with words on the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SufTiTytTSs/TgP-vuWO2QI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5W6j-Pmnm5o/s1600/30js10k.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SufTiTytTSs/TgP-vuWO2QI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5W6j-Pmnm5o/s320/30js10k.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. skinny jeans and running shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wCvWwco_1Gc/Sp_qtz7keoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dcZIfqDTJFg/s400/seinfeld.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wCvWwco_1Gc/Sp_qtz7keoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dcZIfqDTJFg/s320/seinfeld.JPG" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. socks and Birkenstocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.premierlife.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/mens_birkenstocks_socks_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://www.premierlife.ca/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/mens_birkenstocks_socks_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Shirts or sweaters with brand names on the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.gittigidiyor.com/934/ABERCROMBIE-SWEATSHIRT-USA-40-INDIRIMLI-LARGE__9345728_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.gittigidiyor.com/934/ABERCROMBIE-SWEATSHIRT-USA-40-INDIRIMLI-LARGE__9345728_0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Pyjama pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vNJ0o5_6po/TNyG0hvvGfI/AAAAAAAABRM/4tC6L3tR59I/s1600/SNA30PJAY5-682_977104a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0vNJ0o5_6po/TNyG0hvvGfI/AAAAAAAABRM/4tC6L3tR59I/s320/SNA30PJAY5-682_977104a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8564548358162314338?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8564548358162314338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8564548358162314338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8564548358162314338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8564548358162314338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/02/crimes-of-fashion.html' title='Crimes of Fashion'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SufTiTytTSs/TgP-vuWO2QI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/5W6j-Pmnm5o/s72-c/30js10k.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3588920295622648821</id><published>2009-02-04T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:07:47.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>really really awful concert vids and some words</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/60056277274" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/60056277274" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="240" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/60055852274" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/60055852274" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Lykke Li is brilliant and cute and wonderful and way shorter than I thought she was. She's just as talented in real life as in her recordings, even if her voice is completely shot from her first world tour. She has style, she's got it all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. sorry for the absolute shit video quality. That's what happens when you go to a concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3588920295622648821?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3588920295622648821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3588920295622648821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3588920295622648821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3588920295622648821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/02/really-really-awful-concert-vids-and.html' title='really really awful concert vids and some words'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-9191446867053863264</id><published>2009-02-03T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:03:19.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New things in my life</title><content type='html'>1. I got my Lykke Li Tix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SYhqRZ7tVBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/THKiMjUnivk/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SYhqRZ7tVBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/THKiMjUnivk/s320/Photo+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601808853029906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I finally got my 10 g tunnels in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SYhqSK92pdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yPI84AnQzdk/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SYhqSK92pdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yPI84AnQzdk/s320/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298601822015366610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-9191446867053863264?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/9191446867053863264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=9191446867053863264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9191446867053863264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9191446867053863264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-things-in-my-life.html' title='New things in my life'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SYhqRZ7tVBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/THKiMjUnivk/s72-c/Photo+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6988003283863595101</id><published>2009-02-02T16:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:42:45.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a confession to make.</title><content type='html'>I am madly madly in love with Justin Timberlake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6988003283863595101?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6988003283863595101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6988003283863595101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6988003283863595101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6988003283863595101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-confession-to-make.html' title='I have a confession to make.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5332395772358310123</id><published>2009-01-27T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:24:33.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woll Smoth, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-zup-7BpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pQQdhyHapyQ/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-zup-7BpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pQQdhyHapyQ/s320/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296149300936115858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-ztyOPZYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tHVBYMKVtCI/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-ztyOPZYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tHVBYMKVtCI/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296149285967979906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-zs_yiAPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/REVFcgSuihc/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-zs_yiAPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/REVFcgSuihc/s320/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296149272429986034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hit a new low. Or high, as it may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5332395772358310123?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5332395772358310123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5332395772358310123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5332395772358310123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5332395772358310123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/woll-smoth-anyone.html' title='Woll Smoth, anyone?'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SX-zup-7BpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pQQdhyHapyQ/s72-c/DSC01230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2401067011781875947</id><published>2009-01-27T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:09:31.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My accomplishments this week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I made a 4 by 6 poster of woll smoth to put on my door, virtually eliminating my entire supply of black ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I finished my cognition notes and neuroscience notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I made $30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I got a job interview at CKUT (whether I get the job is yet to be determined)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2401067011781875947?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2401067011781875947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2401067011781875947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2401067011781875947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2401067011781875947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/woot.html' title='woot!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4129214680297816407</id><published>2009-01-20T12:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:34:13.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in love with</title><content type='html'>Coco Rosie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaarYY62_BQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaarYY62_BQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on an unrelated note, today is not shaping up to be a great day. I mean I am in love with Obama and woo to his inaug and everything, but I really wanted Five Alive, so I went to the vending machine to get some. I put in all my money and pressed the button and it was sold out. And the machine wouldn't give me my money back. It did, however, let me buy Fruitopia fruit punch, so I did. and it was VERY unsatisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life, mundane details very much included.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4129214680297816407?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4129214680297816407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4129214680297816407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4129214680297816407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4129214680297816407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-in-love-with.html' title='I am in love with'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8692838116369956120</id><published>2009-01-17T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T06:17:13.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicks I would turn lesbian for.</title><content type='html'>1. Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Observer/Columnist/Columnists/2010/4/22/1271933079405/Zooey-Deschanel-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Observer/Columnist/Columnists/2010/4/22/1271933079405/Zooey-Deschanel-001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblogyoulovetohate.com/images/large/zooey%20deschanel/Zooey%20Deschanel%20-%20In%20Style%20March%202006%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scarlett Johannsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/8800000/Scarlett-Johansson-scarlett-johansson-8836651-1024-768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/8800000/Scarlett-Johansson-scarlett-johansson-8836651-1024-768.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailystab.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/scarlett-johansson-loreal-2008-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Meg White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drumlessons.com/wp-content/themes/dlcom/images/drummers/meg-white-thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.drumlessons.com/wp-content/themes/dlcom/images/drummers/meg-white-thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Karen Elson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagesgonerogue.com/preview/karen-elson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://imagesgonerogue.com/preview/karen-elson.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kirsten Dunst (I don't care what you think, she's hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ramascreen.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Kirsten-Dunst1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://ramascreen.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/Kirsten-Dunst1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Laura Marling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.listal.com/image/437635/600full-laura-marling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://i2.listal.com/image/437635/600full-laura-marling.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Agyness Deyn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.listal.com/image/497827/936full-agyness-deyn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i2.listal.com/image/497827/936full-agyness-deyn.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Katie White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugarscape.com/userfiles/29_05-81046425-ting-tings2%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.sugarscape.com/userfiles/29_05-81046425-ting-tings2%281%29.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 461px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 350px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Olivia Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsX5C-KWvAg/Tte9sy-eHYI/AAAAAAAAC3c/ylx4r5ynPY8/s400/Olivia-Wilde-Photos-2011-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsX5C-KWvAg/Tte9sy-eHYI/AAAAAAAAC3c/ylx4r5ynPY8/s320/Olivia-Wilde-Photos-2011-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.observer.com/files/imagecache/article-teaser/files/041607_article_vilko.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Alyson Shave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/29117_1267515741603_1641090030_636385_6473732_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/29117_1267515741603_1641090030_636385_6473732_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8692838116369956120?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8692838116369956120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8692838116369956120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8692838116369956120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8692838116369956120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/chicks-i-would-turn-lesbian-for.html' title='chicks I would turn lesbian for.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsX5C-KWvAg/Tte9sy-eHYI/AAAAAAAAC3c/ylx4r5ynPY8/s72-c/Olivia-Wilde-Photos-2011-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-188407668697578980</id><published>2009-01-16T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:20:15.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syntax</title><content type='html'>So I'm in Syntax, and as pathetic as it seems, I simply can't wait until it is over. The class usually holds my attention, but I can't deal with the questions that are asked and the arguments that people end up having, which have absolutely nothing to do with the topic matter at hand. Plus, it's all stuff I learned last semester in intro to linguistics. You'd think after 6 lectures you'd start getting into new material, but nope, not yet! We'll see how things go next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things have been on my mind recently, and I feel a rant is in order, but class is about to end, so it is going to have to wait until I make another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to gawk at Warhol for a couple of hours, wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Akron/Family is coming to Montreal again avec les Born Ruffians. I am stoked times a billion. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-188407668697578980?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/188407668697578980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=188407668697578980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/188407668697578980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/188407668697578980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/syntax.html' title='Syntax'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3376269526049900313</id><published>2009-01-12T12:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:32:20.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best thing about my life</title><content type='html'>is how awkward it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme ca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="toothpaste for dinner" src="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/070206/the-awkward-years.gif" width="524" height="250" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com"&gt;toothpastefordinner.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3376269526049900313?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3376269526049900313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3376269526049900313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3376269526049900313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3376269526049900313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-thing-about-my-life.html' title='the best thing about my life'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-9009261422461861686</id><published>2009-01-05T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:19:41.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>cookies, cakes, ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;heaping teaspoons of sugar inside a tiny person,&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how sweet the food is&lt;br /&gt;no matter how succulent the comfort&lt;br /&gt;no matter how sugary the attempts at consolation&lt;br /&gt;her heart remains acrid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-9009261422461861686?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/9009261422461861686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=9009261422461861686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9009261422461861686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/9009261422461861686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3916634594335196994</id><published>2009-01-01T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:55:13.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolutions</title><content type='html'>1. Keep in contact with certain people on a more regular basis&lt;br /&gt;2. actually learn to play the instruments I own&lt;br /&gt;3. Take French lessons&lt;br /&gt;4. start street fashion blog with help from my wonderful big sis&lt;br /&gt;5. keep up with all my readings the week they are assigned&lt;br /&gt;6. go through each lecture notes after the lecture, not right before the exam&lt;br /&gt;7. grow about 5 inches&lt;br /&gt;8. gain 5 pounds and give blood&lt;br /&gt;9. survive the first year of McGill life&lt;br /&gt;10. figure this whole "degree" thing out&lt;br /&gt;11. make my apartment look like a real home&lt;br /&gt;12. find a new apartment&lt;br /&gt;13. go to the radio station every day&lt;br /&gt;14. send off my application to join the stem cell donor bank&lt;br /&gt;15. write more short stories and poems&lt;br /&gt;16. stick to my budget&lt;br /&gt;17. find a way to get more money for next year&lt;br /&gt;18. start making and selling jewellery again&lt;br /&gt;19. read the news every morning&lt;br /&gt;20. learn stuff about stuff&lt;br /&gt;21. grow out hair, not dying it anymore would prolly be a good idea&lt;br /&gt;22. learn to draw nude people&lt;br /&gt;23. read at least a book a month for fun&lt;br /&gt;24. maintain a decent GPA&lt;br /&gt;25. get into honours Linguistics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3916634594335196994?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3916634594335196994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3916634594335196994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3916634594335196994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3916634594335196994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Years Resolutions'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-284667635951140664</id><published>2008-12-24T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:20:13.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS...</title><content type='html'>EVE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-284667635951140664?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/284667635951140664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=284667635951140664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/284667635951140664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/284667635951140664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2478961305700866850</id><published>2008-12-15T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:11:49.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLCATZ!!! ... in my pants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/09/funny-pictures-sitz-no-sitz-i-be-here/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2666330" title="funny-pictures-kitten-begs-you-not-to-sit-on-him" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/funny-pictures-kitten-begs-you-not-to-sit-on-him.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/10/funny-pictures-dats-me/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2692266" title="funny-pictures-cat-is-excited-to-see-her-picture" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/funny-pictures-cat-is-excited-to-see-her-picture.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/12/funny-pictures-duplex-we-haz-it/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2698434" title="funny-pictures-your-cats-have-a-duplex" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/funny-pictures-your-cats-have-a-duplex.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/11/funny-pictures-week-wen-u-sez-truss-meh-i-endid-up-gettin-a-baff/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2696485" title="funny-pictures-your-cat-does-not-trust-you" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/funny-pictures-your-cat-does-not-trust-you.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/14/funny-pictures-offering-does-not-pleez-me-dog/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2710076" title="funny-pictures-cat-is-not-pleased-by-dogs-offering" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/11/funny-pictures-cat-is-not-pleased-by-dogs-offering.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/12/14/funny-pictures-why-u-touch-dis-when-ai-iz-so-soft/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2727807" title="funny-pictures-kitten-does-not-understand-why-you-use-your-laptop" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/12/funny-pictures-kitten-does-not-understand-why-you-use-your-laptop.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2478961305700866850?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2478961305700866850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2478961305700866850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2478961305700866850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2478961305700866850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/12/lolcatz-in-my-pants.html' title='LOLCATZ!!! ... in my pants.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7111400448856642215</id><published>2008-12-11T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:13:57.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>He is my new favourite person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Alyson, not THAT person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGa460Q8KpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qGa460Q8KpE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gaid72fqzNE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gaid72fqzNE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Seb, I still love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7111400448856642215?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7111400448856642215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7111400448856642215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7111400448856642215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7111400448856642215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5599910405808253313</id><published>2008-12-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:20:13.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I am exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks of finals just aren't good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days, 12 hours, 40 minutes and 36 seconds until my last exam is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make that 23 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to study. or die. or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5599910405808253313?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5599910405808253313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5599910405808253313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5599910405808253313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5599910405808253313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-exhausted.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8331196907679024686</id><published>2008-12-03T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:05:50.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The top 10 things about the holiday season:</title><content type='html'>1. Eggnog&lt;br /&gt;2. Tim Horton's Candy cane hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;3. candy cane hot chocolate that ain't from Tim's&lt;br /&gt;4. getting presents&lt;br /&gt;5. not having to go to class&lt;br /&gt;6. cozy sweaters and hats&lt;br /&gt;7. eggnog cappuccinos&lt;br /&gt;8. wrapping gifts&lt;br /&gt;9. being at home&lt;br /&gt;10. eggnog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*honourable mention- candy canes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8331196907679024686?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8331196907679024686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8331196907679024686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8331196907679024686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8331196907679024686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-10-things-about-holiday-season.html' title='The top 10 things about the holiday season:'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6552002839586721224</id><published>2008-11-25T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:28:56.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review?</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll review a book I just finished reading. Remember Me by Sophie Kinsella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the cheesiest, lamest, most unable-to-put-down book I have ever read, and I highly recommend it if you want something thoughtless to read that will make you laugh, cry, and wish your life was half as juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to go through the entire plot, but this girl wakes up, after having been in a car crash, and it turns out she's lost 3 years of her life to retrograde amnesia. The last thing she can remember is being 24 and really poor, unfashionable, and everything that goes with. She wakes up gorgeous and rich, with a super fine husband and her dream job. How does she go from one to the other? I guess you'll just have to read the book. Trust me, you won't be able to put it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6552002839586721224?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6552002839586721224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6552002839586721224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6552002839586721224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6552002839586721224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-review.html' title='Book Review?'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2491646284051370311</id><published>2008-11-20T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:41:53.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UGHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9X4DRb4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eZTNg1NK1Ls/s1600-h/Photo+64.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9X4DRb4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eZTNg1NK1Ls/s320/Photo+64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270827156787785602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9XhRGT-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zxS3XOJFqfw/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9XhRGT-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/zxS3XOJFqfw/s320/Photo+57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270827150671761378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9XYa56XI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r4kfTedx7mY/s1600-h/Photo+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9XYa56XI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r4kfTedx7mY/s320/Photo+59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270827148296972658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I NOT A MODEL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, b/c I'm 5'3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///var/folders/Y2/Y21yCoySGnatQayBpyOrGE+++TI/-Tmp-/com.apple.PhotoBooth-T0xa10200.tmp.Wp0Pmi/Photo%2064.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2491646284051370311?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2491646284051370311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2491646284051370311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2491646284051370311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2491646284051370311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/ughhh.html' title='UGHHH'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SSW9X4DRb4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eZTNg1NK1Ls/s72-c/Photo+64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3916935363199145775</id><published>2008-11-19T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:18:15.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO...</title><content type='html'>1. Larry King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Meg Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jodie Foster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ME!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3916935363199145775?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3916935363199145775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3916935363199145775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3916935363199145775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3916935363199145775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO...'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6140240820853697701</id><published>2008-11-13T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:59:06.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wishlist</title><content type='html'>1. A.P.C. Bow Skirt&lt;br /&gt;$290.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx2SduLcLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR5LffYwtHY/s1600-h/default.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx2SduLcLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR5LffYwtHY/s320/default.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215723704676530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chemistry Wool Dress&lt;br /&gt;$40.00 approx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx27squqtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/am6hMnkdU8U/s1600-h/69137_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx27squqtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/am6hMnkdU8U/s320/69137_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268216432091376338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Eley Kishimoto Ostrich Cardigan&lt;br /&gt;$433.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx38giaMYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VuB42hEOr_E/s1600-h/goods_725_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx38giaMYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VuB42hEOr_E/s320/goods_725_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268217545526751618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Paul Bettany&lt;br /&gt;Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx4xbQSx3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/z2R6odQAPOI/s1600-h/paul_bettany_grande3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx4xbQSx3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/z2R6odQAPOI/s320/paul_bettany_grande3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268218454641657714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a girl can dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6140240820853697701?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6140240820853697701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6140240820853697701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6140240820853697701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6140240820853697701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wishlist.html' title='My Wishlist'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRx2SduLcLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR5LffYwtHY/s72-c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5926686867746689748</id><published>2008-11-13T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:45:42.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Small.</title><content type='html'>I am small.&lt;br /&gt;Tiny. Miniature.&lt;br /&gt;I walk through this world unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;dodging blades of grass&lt;br /&gt;as they move with the wind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5926686867746689748?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5926686867746689748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5926686867746689748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5926686867746689748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5926686867746689748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-small.html' title='I am Small.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-258828900745091514</id><published>2008-11-10T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:14:58.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>I really don't. No crazy party stories, no exciting trips, no fun conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like this blog deserved a post because one hasn't been made in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've already said nothing, I'll get back to my midterm studying now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-258828900745091514?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/258828900745091514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=258828900745091514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/258828900745091514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/258828900745091514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='I have nothing to say.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7847014072298145021</id><published>2008-11-05T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:51:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama 4 teh win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRGk2JDP2DI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EYn_HPdJXvA/s1600-h/president3_081104_xwide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRGk2JDP2DI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EYn_HPdJXvA/s320/president3_081104_xwide.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265170689422252082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Woo! I now have presidential earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7847014072298145021?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7847014072298145021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7847014072298145021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7847014072298145021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7847014072298145021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-4-teh-win.html' title='Obama 4 teh win!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SRGk2JDP2DI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EYn_HPdJXvA/s72-c/president3_081104_xwide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4958745523132578666</id><published>2008-11-04T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:47:30.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Reasons me and Aly are PRIME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;1. alycat says: (4:49:21 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;your mom lmao'd!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alycat says: (4:49:24 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;she roflmao'd!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (4:49:59 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alycat says: (4:50:04 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (4:50:09 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;not only did she roflmao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (4:50:21 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;she roflmao'd over me not having envelopes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alycat says: (4:50:32 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;she's easily roflmao'd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (4:52:44 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;apparently so&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;2. Jer says: (6:43:19 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;help me come up with an idea for a short story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;tobias says: (6:43:53 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;batman falling in love with a fat chick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;tobias says: (6:43:54 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;jk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:44:02 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;tobias says: (6:44:11 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;someone already wrote that~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:44:16 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;this is why aly doesn't write.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;3. Jer says: (9:50:45 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (9:50:48 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;my mac can talk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (9:50:54 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes it can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (9:50:57 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;it  can do anything, jeri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (9:50:59 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's a MAC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. J&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-weight: normal; "&gt;er says: (12:01:49 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;jack layton got his BA at mcgill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (12:03:00 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;so did my aunt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (12:03:04 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND NOW SHE'S A LESBIAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (12:04:16 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (12:04:26 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;jack layton isn't a lesbian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (12:04:29 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;so ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (12:04:32 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;well he might be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-weight: normal; "&gt;Jer says: (4:04:21 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;i'm gonna make a omg i'd die to do him list&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson is making cookies!!!!! says: (4:05:13 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson is making cookies!!!!! says: (4:05:14 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;ok&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson is making cookies!!!!! says: (4:05:15 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson is making cookies!!!!! says: (4:05:30 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1 christian bale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2 christian bale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3 christian bale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-weight: normal; "&gt;Jer says: (6:58:39 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;omg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:58:48 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;i can't fit into my prom dress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:58:53 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;i've gained weight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:59:13 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;oh i lied&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:59:17 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;i was just wearing a bra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;7. alyson says: (6:39:38 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;my boobs are inhibiting my dancing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:39:42 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:40:29 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;they are jiggling too much IT IS DISTRACTING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:40:33 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:40:39 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;your boobs are too huge!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:40:57 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I KNOW omg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-weight: normal; "&gt;Jer says: (6:07:44 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;they should put me in power&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:07:48 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;i'd set people straight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:07:50 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME AS VP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:07:53 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:07:58 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;we'd make America sexy again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:08:02 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;now OUR country would be fucked. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:08:05 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;we'd be like&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:08:08 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:08:32 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;okay everyone, just have sex, smoke pot and spend excessive amounts of money. everything will be just fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:08:48 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;hahaha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Jer says: (6:08:54 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;you totally know it's true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal 'Lucida Grande'; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;alyson says: (6:09:00 PM)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"don't worry about the economy we'll just print more money you'll all get 10,000 in the mail LOL HAVE FUN"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 36px; line-height: 15px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaaaaand yeah. I'm sorry for anyone who isn't us who doesn't get the utter amazingness of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4958745523132578666?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4958745523132578666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4958745523132578666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4958745523132578666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4958745523132578666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/eight-reasons-me-and-aly-are-prime.html' title='Eight Reasons me and Aly are PRIME.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5455379877214108323</id><published>2008-11-02T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:44:43.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love the things I do with my spare time. There's Obama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tIcus63I/AAAAAAAAADw/nmrowqtp3nQ/s1600-h/Photo+62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tIcus63I/AAAAAAAAADw/nmrowqtp3nQ/s320/Photo+62.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264194637616966514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there's Biden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tIFSDF-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SsLS-CiIS2g/s1600-h/Photo+61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tIFSDF-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SsLS-CiIS2g/s320/Photo+61.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264194631322769378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tINIYALI/AAAAAAAAADg/wad7QBZu7jk/s1600-h/Photo+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tINIYALI/AAAAAAAAADg/wad7QBZu7jk/s320/Photo+60.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264194633429680306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm too awesome for my own good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5455379877214108323?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5455379877214108323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5455379877214108323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5455379877214108323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5455379877214108323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-myself.html' title='I love myself.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQ4tIcus63I/AAAAAAAAADw/nmrowqtp3nQ/s72-c/Photo+62.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-3974113630106635093</id><published>2008-11-02T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:37:43.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throat</title><content type='html'>Everything hurts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, not everything anymore, just my throat. It's sore and swollen and I can barely swallow. I woke up 3 times last night because it was too swollen to swallow. Oh, and did I mention that it hurts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being sick sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-3974113630106635093?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/3974113630106635093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=3974113630106635093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3974113630106635093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/3974113630106635093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/11/throat.html' title='Throat'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-2857422625678866859</id><published>2008-10-27T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:47:30.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziggy Stardust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MY HALLOWEEN COSTUME (Or one of them, at least)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 344px;" src="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/3663/untitled3hz.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-2857422625678866859?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/2857422625678866859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=2857422625678866859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2857422625678866859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/2857422625678866859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/ziggy-stardust.html' title='Ziggy Stardust!'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-4323540968196879813</id><published>2008-10-26T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:04:11.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLEAN ROOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cleaned my room today. It was major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTan4H4s5I/AAAAAAAAADA/s0vokl30MJs/s1600-h/Photo+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTan4H4s5I/AAAAAAAAADA/s0vokl30MJs/s320/Photo+41.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570643290796946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTanKGkvqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/205dJiqjRZk/s1600-h/Photo+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTanKGkvqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/205dJiqjRZk/s320/Photo+43.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570630937263778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaQ6AYtXI/AAAAAAAAACw/ierm9qxJru8/s1600-h/Photo+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaQ6AYtXI/AAAAAAAAACw/ierm9qxJru8/s320/Photo+45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570248659219826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaOjKminI/AAAAAAAAACo/Iz0K_vjMpTA/s1600-h/Photo+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaOjKminI/AAAAAAAAACo/Iz0K_vjMpTA/s320/Photo+46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570208168315506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;AFTER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaOYmMFTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bxyej6gGD_I/s1600-h/Photo+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaOYmMFTI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bxyej6gGD_I/s320/Photo+47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570205331232050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaNyzFU3I/AAAAAAAAACY/Er5RNu8YSbM/s1600-h/Photo+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaNyzFU3I/AAAAAAAAACY/Er5RNu8YSbM/s320/Photo+48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570195184767858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaL1aVPMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/G33z1p0Y_4g/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTaL1aVPMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/G33z1p0Y_4g/s320/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261570161526521026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay! I feel accomplished and a lot less dirty and cluttered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-4323540968196879813?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/4323540968196879813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=4323540968196879813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4323540968196879813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/4323540968196879813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/clean-room.html' title='CLEAN ROOM'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQTan4H4s5I/AAAAAAAAADA/s0vokl30MJs/s72-c/Photo+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5534024064863207107</id><published>2008-10-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:51:19.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, I made a list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is my guys I would kill to meet list. That being said, my plan is not to actually meet them, as I don't really care what they are like, but to woo them with my endless charm and have a super hot one night stand. And before you say anything, no. I do NOT care that they are all at least 10 and in some cases more than 30 years older than me. They are hot. That being said, the list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Taye Diggs. So Fine. And what a brilliant voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3cDhucnI/AAAAAAAAACI/_BxpIYBmOZs/s1600-h/taye_diggs300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3cDhucnI/AAAAAAAAACI/_BxpIYBmOZs/s320/taye_diggs300.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260406057379721842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Barack Obama (work that presidential campaign)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3b8ynbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/uIZeWxXqbkI/s1600-h/obama.champion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3b8ynbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/uIZeWxXqbkI/s320/obama.champion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260406055571516418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Johnny Depp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3btp74rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LAuuI9kWU8Q/s1600-h/johnny_depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3btp74rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LAuuI9kWU8Q/s320/johnny_depp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260406051508576946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Harrison Ford (20 years ago as Indy. Or hell, even now.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3bZY6zZI/AAAAAAAAABw/WxNseINDW8A/s320/Harrison+Ford.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260406046068493714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Elijah Wood (bet you didn't see that coming)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3bPKqoFI/AAAAAAAAABo/JVK1TJ1hjlw/s320/elijah_wood_photo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260406043324358738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's all I have for now. But don't mock. it WILL happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5534024064863207107?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5534024064863207107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5534024064863207107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5534024064863207107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5534024064863207107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-made-list.html' title='Today, I made a list.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/SQC3cDhucnI/AAAAAAAAACI/_BxpIYBmOZs/s72-c/taye_diggs300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-7944029340072680951</id><published>2008-10-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:15:34.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes</title><content type='html'>A scholarship essay I just pulled out from last year. Enjoy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a self proclaimed writer, I’m always looking for ideas. I want to immortalize my teen years in paper, and what better way to do it than through real conversations with friends? For this reason, I have a binder full of notes. Just notes, nothing more, and definitely nothing less. There are long notes, short notes, notes that are more art than writing, notes folded into paper shapes, notes written in spirals, and notes written in multi coloured gel pens. There are love notes, academic notes, notes full of emotion, notes telling jokes, notes gossiping, and notes simply saying hello. There are angry notes, happy notes, sad notes, and tired notes. I love these notes. I file them and keep them safe from harm. Throughout my countless moves, one thing I have refused to get rid of is my binder. After all, my notes are some of my most treasured possessions, and the only things I would put in my personal museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My notes have been collected since the seventh grade, when I discovered the joys that could come from small pieces of paper stealthily passed around the classroom. My friends and I, partners in crime, would often glance at each other, trying in vain to conceal a smile, while we faked a yawn, and dropped the note on the desk behind us. Since then, the methods of passing the notes have evolved, as have the notes themselves. They have become more than just pastimes; they have become parts of who I am. One part of me was formed by the fights I had with my best friend through notes in the ninth grade. Another part of me was formed by the numerous love notes sent by my first serious boyfriend in the 11th grade. I learned minimal Korean and Chinese through various notes sent through high school, and it has all shaped who I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just see it. One would walk into my museum, and instead of seeing displays with captions, they would simply see the captions themselves. Hundreds and hundreds of framed notes would hang off the walls. They would be in chronological order with labels indicating the time and the topic of conversation. They could also be organized by person, or perhaps by country, whichever allows for the easiest understanding. At any rate, any random passerby would be able to walk through the room, read the seemingly infinite series of notes, and automatically have a good idea of who I was, and who I have been to those who have known me. They would know me, in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My museum would be perfect. It would be full of art, drama, literature, history, and, most of all, life. It would be the portrait of an eclectic seventeen year-old girl, and the stories she had to share from around the world. It would be a portrait of me. Me and my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-7944029340072680951?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/7944029340072680951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=7944029340072680951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7944029340072680951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/7944029340072680951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/notes.html' title='Notes'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-8635402763853406723</id><published>2008-10-19T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:56:46.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaymay</title><content type='html'>She's brilliant.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, you may not think she's any different than any folky acoustic female vocalist, and you may be right. BUT there is nothing wrong with those singers in general, so ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWwEWnfq04U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(I can't figure out how to make it be a video in this soooo just follow the link because i'm technologically slow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-8635402763853406723?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/8635402763853406723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=8635402763853406723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8635402763853406723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/8635402763853406723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaymay.html' title='Jaymay'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5900350351882268744</id><published>2008-10-16T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:57:07.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>Because of the Times- Kings of Leon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://DD550B93-B15F-402E-938E-0D61B4A46693/BotT-Proper.jpg" alt="BotT-Proper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was listening to it on the way home from the grocery store today, and this one part in the song Camaro gave me this intense, vivid flashback to my trip to Scotland back in March. It could be because that's when I bought the album, and that's all I made my Dad listen to on the way both to and back from Edinburgh, but it was just so vivid. I could remember the smell of dad's car, which was new and barely used. I remembered the rays of sun shining off the windshield. I remembered the deep blues and greens of the countryside, I remember the music. I really want to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The album is pretty sweet. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5900350351882268744?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/5900350351882268744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=5900350351882268744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5900350351882268744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/5900350351882268744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-6867531781866489748</id><published>2008-10-10T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:53:27.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogability</title><content type='html'>Noun. The ability of being able to blog about something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose blogability in itself is blogable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love linguistics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-6867531781866489748?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/6867531781866489748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=6867531781866489748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6867531781866489748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/6867531781866489748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogability.html' title='Blogability'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-1854326541590096145</id><published>2008-10-09T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T09:46:22.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>With the absence of a topic, or anything to do for the next hour, I am going to write/talk about whatever happens to come to my mind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently sitting in the cafeteria of the Medical building, which is the one building on campus that is in the middle of nowhere. It's such a hassle to get to that since I have 2 classes in it in one day, I rarely leave, even though the classes are 3 hours apart. I know, I'm quite possibly the laziest person you'll ever meet, but hey, it works.  I studied for my Social Psych midterm for the first part of it, but I really can't be bothered to study anymore, so this is my break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot wait for this week to end. It's so close, yet so far away. I suppose the only things I was really dreading about this week are still yet to come. Midterm and assignment due, after all. I should prolly get on working on that assignment. I looked at some of the questions and it seems like it's going to be pretty rough. I just can't bring myself to do it yet. I'll wait for Louise to come down tonight after I"m done my midterm and we'll work it out together. Looks like I'm in for a long night. Maybe I'll have to put tomorrow's train time towards sleeping instead of studying for Perception, but I really can't afford to. My studying for perception time is completely based on the fact that I am going to study during the train trip. I guess we'll have to see how things go down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the train trip, how awesome is it going to be to get a complete break from school work for a weekend? Plus, I'm going to see my boyfriend, who I haven't seen since the end of August. I'm so excited. We're having dinner with his entire extended family, sort of. From what I can gather it's his grandmother, and his aunt and uncle and his cousins. I dunno, he's from Ontario, so there are prolly more people that will be there. Am I looking forward to meeting the family? I guess. I'm afraid they won't like me, but that's just the way I am. Everyone has those fears, I'd assume.  But yeah, a real thanksgiving dinner. Hopefully it'll make me feel a littl less homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't really felt homesick yet. I've had those little tinges, but nothing that I'd break down and cry over. I'm definitely looking forward to going back home. It's going to be a great time, not to have to worry about any work or finals, or even anything school related. I haven't had a summer like this in a while. Normally, work is assigned over the winter because the classes carry on (Love IB, by the way) but not this time. Courses end, no work. It's going to be premium. I kind of miss the people too. I know I complained about SJ all the time when I lived there, but those little things sort of get to you when you're away. It all boils down to the fact that it'll just be nice to see everyone again, and I'm looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that I've written this much and there's still a half hour left to go before I even think about getting up and going to my classroom. I mean it's Stats, after all. I can tell you now what's going to happen. The professor is going to walk in 10 minutes late. He's then going to spend at least 5, if not 10 more minutes trying to get the projector working. Then, he will turn the lights on, then off, then on again and off again. He will do that for around 5 minutes. Then, finally, the lecture will begin. If you can call it a lecture. He will read the slides, pausing every 2 minutes to ask if we have questions. When a question is asked, he will go to the corresponding slide and reread it. And so it will go until the end, when 10 minutes before class is actually over, the class will start packing up. Since the professor is helpless against this massive student mutiny, he'll just stop talking, mid sentence. End of lecture, and I can go home. Why do I bother to go, do you ask? I mean, the slides are just posted on Web CT anyways. Well, the answer is that I don't go to half of them. The ones that I do go to are just so I know where we are in the syllabus so that i can do the corresponding book questions. Today, unfortunately, is one of those days. Plus, the midterm was last class, so I figure that something may be said regarding it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it. I'm beginning to run out of things to drone on and on about, and it's only 12:37. I'll prolly head out at around 12:55, so I can get a decent seat to get in on the mad exciting class that is statistics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got my nose ring out last night. The stud, that is. I suppose it's not a ring. I wanted to replace it with a hoop, but when I put the hoop in, it was way too big and bulky. It was screaming I am a giant hoop trying to make a statement, hear me roar! So, after all the pain and effort that went into changing my ring, I ended up putting the stud back in. I'm going to go back to the hoop, though, once I find one that's a lot smaller and less in your face. Cuz the hoops are awesome, and I like them a lot. I did take a picture, though, just for kicks. It was a somewhat fun break from studying. I'll be sure to do it again in the near future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it's getting to be close to the time when I should think about heading towards my classroom, so I think it's time to draw this post to a close. Nobody is likely even reading this anymore. The size of the post threw them off. Oh well, I'm writing for my own benefit over anybody elses. It was something for me to do, I don't actually care whether or not people read it. Or maybe I do. Maybe that's why I keep a blog. In any case, it's now time for me to head out, so until next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-1854326541590096145?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/feeds/1854326541590096145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7683866324691986668&amp;postID=1854326541590096145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1854326541590096145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7683866324691986668/posts/default/1854326541590096145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Jeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01398822881002768245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t4VMATVPwzM/S7stDmogfxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZugvJhe3sDQ/S220/23569_411413062274_500527274_5190508_1748678_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7683866324691986668.post-5619000942133964763</id><published>2008-10-07T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:27:45.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Time!</title><content type='html'>Who wants to come to Bermuda with me?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring break retreat to a 5 star resort on a private peninsula in Bermuda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_0_LongBayBeach_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_1_Deluxe-Prem_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_4_OceanSpa_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_8_Aquarian_baths_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_18_Pik-marble_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_24_low-pool_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_31_infinity_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_32_side-terrace_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_33_cottage_hill_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Cambridge Beaches" id="gallery-photo" src="http://www.fivestaralliance.com/images_/hotel/1030_35_Happy_Feet_fsa-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All for only...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$470 per night, not including airfare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or, if you really wanna get into it, you can get the super pampering room for $820 per night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's not forget tax, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, a girl can dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7683866324691986668-5619000942133964763?l=prettymuchpremium.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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