<?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-25333870</id><updated>2011-09-04T17:48:53.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Blog with Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-7455867948014789749</id><published>2011-08-23T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:19:15.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Been a weird year so far. Traveling, unemployement and school along with a world which is rapidly changing. Been pretty stressful and crazy but I have learned a few things about life, myself and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a direction in life and started my journey this semester. Hopefully things will go well. Definetly nervous and have no idea what I am in for. Learning something which has always made me nervous. Computer network configuration and security. Supposedly all logic, which I better at then most things, well in my opinion anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I shall rule ALL the computorz muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using My very own fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-7455867948014789749?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/7455867948014789749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=7455867948014789749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/7455867948014789749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/7455867948014789749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-443502536537729386</id><published>2011-05-09T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:40:44.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing out a new application</title><content type='html'>Heeeyyyy, got this nifty little app called BlogPress. I absolutely recommend it. Very easy to use and set up. It allows you add picasa,facebook, twitter and youtube accounts as well, for updating and ect.&lt;br /&gt;Think this one is a keeper. So many horrible blog apps out there wanting to steal your hard earned cash. BlogPress tho, is more then worth the few dollars it costs.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEE blogging just got easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=kitchen&amp;z=10'&gt;kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-443502536537729386?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/443502536537729386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=443502536537729386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/443502536537729386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/443502536537729386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2011/05/testing-out-new-application.html' title='Testing out a new application'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-983871029893448680</id><published>2011-05-06T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:09:20.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of sorts</title><content type='html'>Not feeling like myself today. not doing as much twitching today as yesterday but now I don't feel like myself. I hate this part the most. It's like the true me is stuck somewhere inside my head and my body refuses to do co-operate with me. It and the part of my brain that isn't "me" just want to sit silently and stare, because sitting and staring feels good. No spasms or twitches of the body and no irritation to my brain. But I cannot just do that, I have to fight to be living. But it is almost painfull to my brain and my body gets exhausted from all the muscle spasms and cramps. &lt;br /&gt;Mostly I hate this part as it gets hard to keep up a conversation or pay attention to anything. Writing this is driving my brain up the wall. My left hand doesn't really want to type but i make it, so now the muscles in my arm and fingers are beginning to cramp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to sit still or lay down, I try to do stuff so I feel that I am contributing, that I am worth something. I want to live my life unhindered by this, but trying to do so makes everything worse and at most I get a day or two a month where I fell energetic and normal. &lt;br /&gt;Yes it's a pity party today, but I am alone most of my time and going anywhere envolves me weighing the consequences against the benefits every time. I try to go for walk, work in the gaden a little bit, it wears me to pieces most days. Always exhausted. It is hard to keep up conversations as I always forget what I am saying or about to say. So I try not to start to many lately. Can't get stressed, upset, excited or tired..basically cannot live without loosing myself. Broken heart, broken mind, broken soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I am going to be able to hold a job being like this. Going back to school...for what? So I can be stuck at home with migrains and a body that won't function right. No one would put up with that. I went from being independent to being a miserable wreck of a human being. This is definetly not good for my pride. This is nothing to compared to others, I know, so I try to keep my chin up. But my world is about how  I view life and this is the view I have and at times I need to groan about it to be able to keep on going. It just seems to be getting a bit harder lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-983871029893448680?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/983871029893448680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=983871029893448680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/983871029893448680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/983871029893448680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2011/05/out-of-sorts.html' title='out of sorts'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-5526643233505374988</id><published>2011-05-05T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:01:14.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The twitches and Magic Street</title><content type='html'>And the twitches and numbness has returned. The numbness is weird, it is more of a feeling that part of my body is missing. Each time i use my arm or leg or something touches them is a reminder to my brain that it is still there and it causes my body to just go haywire. It is a constant irritation, like an itch on your nose that if you scratch will cause the rest of your face to itch and twitch. Typing this is causing me to jerk around and making my brain scream to stop. But me, I who own this body, have decided that my brain can stick it where the sound don't shine...on a second thought that would probably be MY sun don't shine place..but you get the gist of it. I will write if I want too. So there! :þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to "Magic Street" by Orson Scott Card which I downloaded as an e-audiobook from the library. It has captured my attention, I am enraptured with it already and I am only on the first chapter. This was tagged as a a young adults book but whoa! If this is a young adults book I need to read more of them cause it is AWESOME! READ IT..READ IT NOW!  Actually NO...get it on audiobook the reader is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if you haven't discovered audiobooks yet, you need to. I love them. Keeps you entertained while doing boring stuff like exercise or housework or even whatever you do for a living. Especially good for those of you like me who take forever to read a book :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-5526643233505374988?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/5526643233505374988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=5526643233505374988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5526643233505374988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5526643233505374988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2011/05/twitches-and-magic-street.html' title='The twitches and Magic Street'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-2168765152645865342</id><published>2010-11-24T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:35:44.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family...more accurately mothers!</title><content type='html'>You can choose your friends but family is forced upon you. Pleh.&lt;div&gt;My mother would rather buy gifts for people whom she thinks loath her to buy their love then help her son keep a roof over her grand childs head. My brother is a great person, he has fallen on some hard times and my mother is her usual self. When he or I are in need of help she can never help or she will help as little as possible, often not brining her husband in on it. Why? Because her husband would blow his top off he knew that she was allowing her children to starve, let alone her grandchild. I have been at the other end calling to ask for a little bit of money so I could eat and all I got was smugness and a "oh I don't know if I can afford $20" when she had just finished telling me they got a bunch of money from a refinance on the house and she was going to go furniture shopping and then they were going to the casino. I was out on my ass penniless because of her and she takes the opportunity to kick me while I was down. When I talk about it she just laughs like it was funny and oh that was so long ago. I was 5 foot 6 and weighed 110 pounds at my heaviest, I ate white bread and milk for breakfast lunch and dinner. And she whines that her mom was mean to her. Guess I know where she got it from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does she feel the need to be so mean to me and my brother? who is this woman, where did she come from. How can she be the mother of such intelligent and kind children? &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/25333870-2168765152645865342?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/2168765152645865342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=2168765152645865342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/2168765152645865342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/2168765152645865342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/11/familymore-accurately-mothers.html' title='Family...more accurately mothers!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-4518636447924928768</id><published>2010-11-05T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:12:21.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New perspective.</title><content type='html'>Read this brief article today:&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://therawness.com/myth-of-the-ghetto-alpha-male/"&gt;http://therawness.com/myth-of-the-ghetto-alpha-male/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and realized how right it is. I know a lot of women will be furious about this and might feel they are being portrait as bad mothers or as emotional grunts, but that is not true. It is just brutally honest about what is going on. Think I need to read those books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-4518636447924928768?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/4518636447924928768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=4518636447924928768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/4518636447924928768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/4518636447924928768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-perspective.html' title='New perspective.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-3491771516502445588</id><published>2010-11-04T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:26:21.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope.</title><content type='html'>People keep telling me not to loose hope. I respond "What is there to hope for?" The human race has become a virus and is slowly killing everything worth while hope included. Greed is wiping out thousands of animals and plant species for profit. Greed is starving children and selling them into slavery, most appalling being the sex market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with this race? Why do they choose to be blind? With all this crap going on people want me to hold on to hope! Things are getting worse, everyone is closing their eyes and their ears because we all know, we are out of controll and we are just sitting and waiting for either someone to save us from ourselves or something to exterminate us. I think many are hoping for world destruction because we all know that nothing and no one can save us. We are way passed the point of salvation and we all know it. Look at the human race. It is so polluted and diluted with stupidity and ignorance that to save it over half of it has to be terminated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when natural selection is taken out of the picture and when the intelligent but weak allow the stupid strong arms to be in power. I have nothing but disdain for my race and myself included. I feel dirty being human, having to have to group myself with some of these morons that walk this earth beside me. Don't get me wrong, I don't feel that I am anyones superior. I just come from a country that pride themselves on being well educated and tuned in to the world, or at least they used to. Why can't humanity, in the process of destroying itself, leave the rest of the life on this planet out of it. The other species of this planet are only innocent victims of our selfishness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-3491771516502445588?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/3491771516502445588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=3491771516502445588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3491771516502445588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3491771516502445588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/11/hope.html' title='Hope.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-3166041211480708848</id><published>2010-09-18T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T13:22:56.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of mice and genes</title><content type='html'>http://www.medicaldaily.com/news/20100918/2064/gene-limits-learning-and-memory-in-mice.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have worked with mutant and knockout mice I thought this was a very interesting article.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing the stuff we can do with science these days. It also just amazes me how fragile the world is and how the tiny things are what really decided what and who you are. One tiny gene was turned of and we all of a sudden have a Pinky and The Brain phenomenon on our hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-3166041211480708848?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/3166041211480708848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=3166041211480708848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3166041211480708848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3166041211480708848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-mice-and-genes.html' title='Of mice and genes'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-8134656494670075846</id><published>2010-09-05T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:56:08.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got it!</title><content type='html'>That didn't take too long now did it. What should I write about, well some of the stuff I am learning and or love to do. What would those be you may ask?! And I will say...:&lt;br /&gt;BOOK&lt;br /&gt;VIDEO GAMES&lt;br /&gt;and most of all..&lt;br /&gt;GF COOKING (learning this one the hard way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read but am the slowest dammed reader I know of. I have tried speed reading but it doesnt work for me. I found that I don't enjoy the books as much. I would rather read it slow, savoring every moment of it. It's like having a movie running in your head where you create the images from the description. It's better then any movie or television show ever!&lt;br /&gt;I like to use my imagination which is why I like to read. Reading allows me to disappear into a different world where I get the story line but I get to imagine the characters and environment. The best part about having an active imagination is that I don't need a book to go off on an adventure. since I was a kid I let my imagination fly away with me on a regular basis. Got me in quite a bit of trouble with teachers and family but that didn't keep me from flying off whenever I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;Having an active imagination  isn't always a great wonderful tho. As an adult I have the pleasure of being able to imagine all the horrible things that could have happened to my husband when he happens to be late from work and not tell me. Bad traffic is usually somewhere behind a police chase of a semi that rolled over and squished him hence no open casket at the funeral, or a helicopter crash in front of his truck resulting in him being hacked to itty bitty pieces and again no open casket at the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that my imagination lets me imagine every possible outcome for any action, event or reaction I have. It drives me crazy. I have brought both my husband and a good portion of my family to tears of both laughter and frustration with my crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Over all tho I do like having an imagination. It makes life way more colorful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-8134656494670075846?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/8134656494670075846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=8134656494670075846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/8134656494670075846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/8134656494670075846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/09/got-it.html' title='got it!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-5254709592168238324</id><published>2010-09-05T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:25:05.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging again!</title><content type='html'>After being away for a few years here I am again. I decided I want to do something fun with this blog. Not sure what yet.&lt;br /&gt;I must ponder this for a while. hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-5254709592168238324?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/5254709592168238324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=5254709592168238324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5254709592168238324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5254709592168238324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2010/09/blogging-again.html' title='Blogging again!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-6299026501570223799</id><published>2008-06-11T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:34:15.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>After months of complaining that I could not find a job, I finally found one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It's a good one too. I get paid more then my previous job, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aaand&lt;/span&gt; I actually get my weekends and holidays off. No more six day work weeks and no holidays. Never having a full weekend or any holidays off was getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; old. I mean, there is something wrong when you have to request your weekends off, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; weekends supposed to be off?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I am working for a university now. They have great benefits and good pay. I also have a rocking good boss and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; co-workers. So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;The department I work for is fairly new and has it's problems and politics, but then again every job has that. People are people, the best I can do is to stay out of the gossip and just do my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the health side of my life, I am doing well. Headaches are not as frequent and my left side only looses feeling and starts jerking around when I am tired and/or stressed. Which makes me think that a large part of my health problems had something to do with my previous job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just happy I can go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paint balling&lt;/span&gt; and practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; (when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; make it to class) and still have energy to go visiting people, have people over or go shopping. Things are looking up, finally after about 3 years of feeling like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;convalescent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-6299026501570223799?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/6299026501570223799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=6299026501570223799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6299026501570223799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6299026501570223799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-6750194252260529756</id><published>2008-03-27T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:44:32.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviews today!!</title><content type='html'>So, today I somehow managed to have two interviews. One for a catering company and another for a pet hospital. Couldn't be more different industries then that.&lt;br /&gt;I just finished one interview (the one with the catering company), and it was not what I expected. The interviewer was really nice and laid back and just wanted to know when I was available and so forth. However, there were like a billion other people there, all seemed to have previous food handling experience...which I don't unless you count my adventures in my own kitchen. I don't think cooking for yourself or for your own parties counts as experience per ce. But I did manage to tell him about my super awesome misu ramen soup I made this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;UUUUUUUhhh....that was so me guuuuud stuff I tell ya, and the pot stickers were delicious. I was so happy and surprised at how well it came out, especially since that was the first time I had made the pot stickers.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I came up with a great appetizer: sticky rice wrapped in teriyaki flavored nori, dipped in a sauce made with sesame oil, chili oil, soy sauce and a bit of white wine vinegar. Everyone loved it, even the ones who couldn't eat the nori by itself loved it this way. I call it the poor man's sushi, since it taste like a good sushi roll but cost less and doesn't have all the expensive fish in it.&lt;br /&gt;After this weekend I have become inspired in my cooking. Trying new ideas and experimenting.&lt;br /&gt;I've always kept to the traditional recipes for regular unexciting meat and veggies, but now....now things will get really exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-6750194252260529756?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/6750194252260529756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=6750194252260529756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6750194252260529756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6750194252260529756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2008/03/interviews-today.html' title='Interviews today!!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-3918466651709506611</id><published>2008-03-19T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:02:15.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...no job.</title><content type='html'>I just finished 4 online applications to some major US stores and I am ready to tear my hair out. People should be paid just for completing them. It takes about 30-45 minutes per application. The last part to each and every one of them is a barrage of questions aimed at trying to figure out what kind of person you are. Basically, they want to know if you are going to steal from them. RIDICULOUS! I feel like I've been in a 4 hour shrink session, or as Icelanders call it, examining my own navel.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is numb right now. The worst part with these questions is that many of them are very unfair and unrealistic. The expect you to be able to answere all questions with strongly disagree, disagree, agree, strongly agree. There is no middle ground or an option of I don't know or i couldn't care less. They force you to answer either or. NOT ALL QUESTIONS CAN BE ANSWERED WITH YES OR NO YOU NITWITS! I don't know what moron came up with those questionnaires (must be the same one since they all had the same or similar questions) but they really need to take a statistics class and some logic classes so they can come up with a better more fair way to determine someones personality.&lt;br /&gt;So can you tell I'm a little annoyed?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if these test even work. They forgot one factor...some people lie, especially the kind of people they are trying to avoid hiring. How can they determine who is lying and who is not? Especially with some of the ambiguous questions they ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-3918466651709506611?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/3918466651709506611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=3918466651709506611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3918466651709506611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/3918466651709506611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-dayno-job.html' title='Another day...no job.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-6119153923797260599</id><published>2008-03-16T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:32:57.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la dee dee da</title><content type='html'>Sunday and no job yet.  I am getting a bit frustrated. There are so many jobs out there, how can there possibly enough people to fill them all. I mean, there are only so many office assistants or clerks in existence here in town. Everyday there's loads and loads of office jobs and I apply to them all and yet nothing. Same goes for vet tech positions and animal caretakers.&lt;br /&gt;AAARRGGHHH....&lt;br /&gt;I feel like pulling my hair out. What do I have to do to get a job around here? "sigh"&lt;br /&gt;So other then "no job yet" there isn't much going on. I've been doing my own type of research and have found that having a glass of wine with dinner is awesome (great for appetite and keeps you from getting over stuffed) and I have come to really enjoy Bloody Marie's, as a matter of fact I've had two glasses tonight already;)&lt;br /&gt;St Patrick's  Day is tomorrow and most likely I will not have green beer and corn beef like I've wanted to for...well since I first heard of St Patties day. Every year I miss it tho, darn it. Hope everyone out there will give me a toast tho and enjoy themselves royally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-6119153923797260599?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/6119153923797260599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=6119153923797260599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6119153923797260599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/6119153923797260599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-dee-dee-da.html' title='la dee dee da'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-2391853513713483184</id><published>2008-03-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:10:22.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming and going, and coming and going</title><content type='html'>Back again...like the backstreet boys..."shivers".&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully with more success tho. Well,update on me since a blog is usually about who ever it belongs to. It is kind of selfish but not. We are all trying to be famous and/or make a difference in the world....or just waste peoples time with frivolous things. Since. that seems to be the order of the day/month/year/ these days. But that is a rant for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am in search of  that perfect job. I quit my employment at a lab here in town due to many things...apparetnly pretty much everyone there had the same a opinion as I did since 2 other people have left and the rest is looking for new employment. If that doesn't tell you something is wrong I don't know what will. Which is kind of sad since the mother company seems to be clueless and not wondering why so many people are leaving from one department.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so anyway, so far no good. Haven't found anything. Gone to a few of interviews told them how great I was ect. and they didn't buy it. Maybe they have something against redheads.&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard finding a job when youre skills are so specialized and not in high demand.&lt;br /&gt;So what is the plan?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...well I might be going back to school in the fall. I want to get into the registered vet tech program there. Of course continue the job hunt and hope I get something soon.&lt;br /&gt;I would really want to work in an animal hospital, since working with animals and taking care of them is what I love to do.....it really is.   I can't see myself doing anything else for a living and be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-2391853513713483184?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/2391853513713483184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=2391853513713483184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/2391853513713483184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/2391853513713483184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2008/03/coming-and-going-and-coming-and-going.html' title='coming and going, and coming and going'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-1851601198492802362</id><published>2007-12-30T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:24:46.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>next to the last day of the year 2007</title><content type='html'>It is the 30th of december and i am just not doing anyhting right now. Quite pathetic. I know!&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, I've been sick for the past two weeks. I am just hoping I will be all better by tomorrow night. I'll  be doing safety for some fire performers at a show and get to see all the fireworks up front in return.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get to do some partying as well.&lt;br /&gt;YAY FOR PARTYING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-1851601198492802362?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/1851601198492802362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=1851601198492802362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/1851601198492802362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/1851601198492802362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2007/12/next-to-last-day-of-year-2007.html' title='next to the last day of the year 2007'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-5219146828252900104</id><published>2007-05-20T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T17:44:21.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joyfull Day!</title><content type='html'>There is a possibility that we might have figured out what is going on with me. As I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; updated this blog for a while let me try and catch up. I have had unexplained pain on the right side of my abdomen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt;, numbness and spasm on the limbs on left side of my body, vision trouble and some breathing difficulties. So far I have gone through two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MRI's&lt;/span&gt; and have another one this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, I had a spinal tap which I got really sick from and was in bed for a week (couldn't stand up or walk much, horrible nausea and bad headaches and back pain...basically I was a mess and lost about 10 pounds in weight) and I have a slew of other test coming up.&lt;br /&gt;At first my doc thought it was a pinch nerve, then MS (which is still a possibility and I am going for further tests on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;theory&lt;/span&gt;) also it could be complex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt;. However, after talking to an advice nurse this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; regarding me having started my period right after the spinal tap, which was a week and a half early and lasted for 8 days. I had about one day of no period and then I started it again at my regular time. Now neither one of these should have happened since I am on birth control but they did. I thought I might have had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;miscarriage&lt;/span&gt; and that was why I had ended up so sick after the spinal tap, but the nurse gave me the impression (she didn't want to say it right out since she can't) that it might be my birth control that is causing all of this.&lt;br /&gt;If that is true it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. I could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; be healthy again and able to have a normal life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! Here's keeping my fingers crossed. I was so relieved to think that that was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt; answer&lt;/span&gt;. I will know more once I see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gyno&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;YAHOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-5219146828252900104?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/5219146828252900104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=5219146828252900104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5219146828252900104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/5219146828252900104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-joyfull-day.html' title='Oh Joyfull Day!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-1763319021397650483</id><published>2007-05-15T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:15:29.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingerbeef.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>BTW check out my mans most awsomest blog EVER. Lot's o interesting stuff, bunch of very informative stuff as well as some really funny and weird things.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-1763319021397650483?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/1763319021397650483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=1763319021397650483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/1763319021397650483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/1763319021397650483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2007/05/fingerbeefblogspotcom.html' title='Fingerbeef.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-8565033953840271233</id><published>2007-05-15T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:12:03.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again, here I am</title><content type='html'>Havent posted anything for like ever so my man is trying to get me back on the web..BY GIVING ME THIS AWSOME 19" WIDESCREEN LCD FLATPANEL...WOOOHOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU BABY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-8565033953840271233?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/8565033953840271233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=8565033953840271233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/8565033953840271233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/8565033953840271233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-again-here-i-am.html' title='hello again, here I am'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-116121925785006751</id><published>2006-10-18T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:54:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive!</title><content type='html'>Hey all you people that read my blog...since I'm sure there are sooooo many (yeah like 0)&lt;br /&gt;I have a my spce page now. Set up by my wonderfull friends Connie Emily and Vicky. Love ya guys.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn't being a good friend and not keeping in touch as often as I should.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I figure out what my myspace name is...come chek me out aight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-116121925785006751?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/116121925785006751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=116121925785006751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/116121925785006751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/116121925785006751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-115691176383735159</id><published>2006-08-29T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:22:43.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>So here I am finally with a new post. Not much to say other than I've been super busy with classes work and committees. Cant complain since I kind of enjoy being busy.  However it might get a lot worse at work since two people are leaving after next week and I don't know who is going to take over their tasks. Well, one person is already being trained to replace one of the people leaving ( she is going to grad school so we knew she was leaving soon) but the other one just gave her notice and so we are going to be scrambeling to get her stuff done as well as our own assignments. Oh well, at least I will have had a vacation before the insanity starts.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will acctually have a  10 day vacation starting this Friday. That is the first vacation I have had in about 4 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;OOps gotta run!  Moms on the  phone.  Gotta help her do some stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-115691176383735159?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/115691176383735159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=115691176383735159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/115691176383735159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/115691176383735159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-115308925870114043</id><published>2006-07-16T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:34:18.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finaly another post</title><content type='html'>So I've been kind of busy these past few weeks. Not been writing much but hopefully that will change soon.  But not today. I just wante to make some changes and make sure people know I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty good since I got alcohol poisoning this weekend. Ha a little to much of the  good juice on Friday and here it is Sunday and I am still paying for it. I whish everything around me would stop spinning. It is kind of anoying to feel like I am on a rollercoaster all the time.&lt;br /&gt;But I has brought me to a decision. I am done with drinking. I've gotten myself into trouble too many times  and I am tired of loosing a day or a whole weekend (like in this case) to hangovers.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to work early tomorrow and I don't think I am going to be much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...over and out&lt;br /&gt;Unnsa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/drnk.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/drnk.jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-115308925870114043?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/115308925870114043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=115308925870114043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/115308925870114043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/115308925870114043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/07/finaly-another-post.html' title='finaly another post'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114774805393719272</id><published>2006-05-15T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:54:13.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I got for my birthday</title><content type='html'>My birthday was fairly uneventfull but nevertheless very nice. I realized I had friends where I thought I didn't have any.  And my boyfriend loves me "giggles" he really really loves me. I wonder whats wrong with him?! He gave me a pair of diamond earings...tee heeheeheeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;I also got two gift cards (one to my favorite bookstore and one to tower records), some flowers, a potted rose, pinapple up-side-down cake (my favorite yummy cake), an awsome homemade birthady card signed by all my coworkers and then some, had dinner out everynight last week with someone different each time, some money for clothes (which I desperatly need) and a bunch of phone calls and well wishing from family and friends.  I was quite happy at the end of the week as you might suspect. It is nice to know you have family and friends who care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you guys and thanks again for giving me not just an awsome birthday but a kick ass birthday week. SMOOCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114774805393719272?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114774805393719272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114774805393719272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114774805393719272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114774805393719272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-i-got-for-my-birthday.html' title='What I got for my birthday'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114774701190749032</id><published>2006-05-15T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:36:51.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE CMISP</title><content type='html'>I thought they were supposed to help you with your medical costs...WRONG...those bastards have only managed to ruin my credit because of their incompetence. I call one department for infromation and end up being sent through damn near every other department ending up at the same department and same person as I started with when I first called.  Then they give me some pathetic excuse for why they are'nt going to help me with my med. bills. The hospital isn't contracted with them (even though the hospital was the one who sent me to them) and that my illness could have been taken care off at a clinic. Never mind that I was unable to walk more then 10 steps at a time or couldn't sleep or that no pain medication was working.  The first time I went to the ER I could barely walk or stand, and sitting was just as much agony as the other two. When they found out that I did not have insurance, I could immediatly sense that my care wasn't what it is supposed to be. They couldn't find out what was wrong with me so insted of admitting me in to the hospital for further test they sent me home on morphine and told me to go to the clinic the following week.  I want to get some legal advice, what they did could not have been right. If you don't have insurance in America the doctors will let you die rather then help you, its more cost effective for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114774701190749032?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114774701190749032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114774701190749032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114774701190749032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114774701190749032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-cmisp.html' title='I HATE CMISP'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114704506507350590</id><published>2006-05-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:37:45.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no...I'll be how old?</title><content type='html'>Yeah I'll be like 27 this tuesday. Isn't that just great! Three more years and I'll be thirty. I can feel the arthitis and the wrinkles kreeeping up on me. "Sigh" Not only that but I memory is starting to go as well. For example, I keep forgetting that it's my birthday soon. Probably for the best anyway since I have work, class and a comitte meeting on tuesday. So yeah I will be at work all day and won't be home until late.  Just ooddles of fun don't ya think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRAP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114704506507350590?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114704506507350590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114704506507350590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114704506507350590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114704506507350590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-noill-be-how-old.html' title='Oh no...I&apos;ll be how old?'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114628008646466326</id><published>2006-04-28T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:08:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect example of my relationship.</title><content type='html'>And here it its:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/comic3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/comic3.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is true that the success of any relationship is communication, in what ever form you choose. And yes...I am STILL the Misstress of  Roop*(my aunt Hanna marta is the undeniable Queen of Roop* tho) and he is Lord of  Flatulence. Together we are unstopable...muhahahah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roop&lt;/span&gt;-icelandic for burp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114628008646466326?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114628008646466326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114628008646466326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114628008646466326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114628008646466326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/perfect-example-of-my-relationship.html' title='perfect example of my relationship.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114558834500847993</id><published>2006-04-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T19:59:41.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson in cursing.</title><content type='html'>Been going through my bookmarks and found some interesting stuff. Here is a great link for all you non icelandic speaking devils. &lt;a href="http://www.insultmonger.com/swearing/icelandic.htm"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;website gives you some great icelandic curswords. Soon you will be able to cuss and swear like a true iclander. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all of you icelanders &lt;a href="http://www.tikin.is/Default.asp?Sid_Id=3177&amp;tId=99&amp;amp;Tre_Rod=&amp;qsr"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;is an entertaining website I accidentally found (it is in icelandic). You might already heard of it or been to it but it if not here it is. It is mainly news and informative stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/smily%20dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/smily%20dog.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114558834500847993?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114558834500847993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114558834500847993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114558834500847993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114558834500847993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/lesson-in-cursing.html' title='A lesson in cursing.'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114557233885762087</id><published>2006-04-20T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T15:32:18.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*YAWN*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/hippo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/hippo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SIGH" it is a sleepy sort of day today. Everyone here at work seems to yawning, including me. It is a beautiful day outside(finaly) and all we can think about is hitting the sack once we get home. Well me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...soft and fluffy sheets. Zz Zz Zz. Huh!!! Oh...crap. Guess I have to go back to slaving again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YAWN*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114557233885762087?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114557233885762087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114557233885762087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114557233885762087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114557233885762087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/yawn.html' title='*YAWN*'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114497917507173887</id><published>2006-04-13T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T18:46:15.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy Day</title><content type='html'>So basically crap, upon crap, upon crap. That has been my day today.&lt;br /&gt;Let me begin with the two good things tho. #1 I start my ALAS classes next week and got my book today. #2 I caught up with my work so I will be able to help pick up some isolators that need to be done cause of a sick co-worker. Oh yeah and I got a pretty decent wedding gift for my other co-worker that just got married. I guess thats 3 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the crappy stuff. 'Sigh' Well today I had to learn and show that I could do decapitation on very young pups and cervical dislocation on an adult mouse. It was horrible. I am not going into details but I hated every minute of it. I hope I don't ever have to use those skills. I got a little light headed and shaky after I finished the session and just couldn't realy get out of it. I still feel a little weird. This is the part I hate about my job. The other two girl did a lot better then me but were still a little shaky afterwards as well.&lt;br /&gt;Well then as I was shopping for the wedding present I get a phone call from someone who needs to urgently speak to me. This I assume is regarding the huge hospital bills I got for going to the ER in horrible pain. It was so bad I couldn't walk or move. Sitting down or laying down didn't do much good either. They had to put me on some strong ass pain medication which didn't work either. Nice huh?!&lt;br /&gt;(*A little side note: here in America you get punished for getting sick. Punished how you ask? By paying absorbitant hospital fees and THEN doctors fees on top of that, and then more money for all the medications they put you on.)&lt;br /&gt;Now these bills were supposed to be payed by this state run medical assistance program. Well first of all it took them 4 months to get my paper work processed and then they say they only got one of the ER referrals, wich is strange since I sent them in the same envelope. Then it took another month to get that one to a person to accept or deny it. Anyway big mess and now they sent those bills to collections(very bad) because people at this state program all have their thumbs up their asses apparently. So now because of them I won't be able to buy a house or a car or get a credit card or anything that requires credit because they just ruined it for me. I have no credit now thanks to those idiots. MAY CARMA KICK THEM IN THE ASS og hananú.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I´m pretty upset over this and have been trying to call people since I got home but everybody is closed and I get the escuse of 'the computer are down for a few days and we are moving. We can´t help you. Call next week' SCREW YOU PEOPLE. I hope your new place is rat infestested and with no bathrooms. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once I figured nothing is getting done today, my boyfriend gets home seemingly to me in a bad mood. I had text him a message earlier about my having a crappy day and needed to be distracted. I am upset over everything that is going on he thinks I'm throwing an attitude and gets pissy. I don't need or want to deal with that at this moment so here I am typing away about my horrid day.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go for a walk now. I need to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/Copy%20of%20acara_baby_baby.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/Copy%20of%20acara_baby_baby.jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114497917507173887?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114497917507173887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114497917507173887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114497917507173887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114497917507173887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/crappy-day.html' title='Crappy Day'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114446014332797726</id><published>2006-04-07T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:35:43.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By the By</title><content type='html'>Whilst I remember I was sternly reminded...ehem..that my old unlcle B has a couple of other blogs floating around the net. These are in icelandic but they have some great pictures of the country and friends and family (and their preferred choice of vehicle) of my Uncle B. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dejavu.is"&gt;His Off-road Car Club&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http:/grenid.gsmblogg.is"&gt;Cellphone blog (as I understand it anyway)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114446014332797726?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114446014332797726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114446014332797726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114446014332797726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114446014332797726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/by-by.html' title='By the By'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114445940398548685</id><published>2006-04-07T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:36:37.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When will it stop hurting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/smile.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/smile.jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one might have guessed, I stayed home today from work. My jaw and teeth and cheeks and everything is still hurting like hell. I'm taking pain meds like candy and they don't work for more than an hour. I am so ready to rip my jaw off. I'm sure It would be less painfull. At least I won't be able to feel anything in my jaw anymore right!?&lt;br /&gt;I so want a beer to help me cheer up but with the penicillin and vicodin in my system already I think I might have a little to much fun with alcohol tossed in as well.&lt;br /&gt;"SIGH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My swelling seems to have gone down a little since this morning. At least Adam says I don't look like a hockey player anymore. Last night I was so swollen my jaw looked square..yep..I looked lie an American....THE HORROR. Thankfully I am returning to my Icelandic self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/myflag.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/myflag.jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;"yay for Iceland"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well it is off with me to take my medicine again. If I find some cool links during my drug induced haze I will be back tonight to post them including some pictures of my favorite people.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114445940398548685?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114445940398548685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114445940398548685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114445940398548685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114445940398548685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-will-it-stop-hurting.html' title='When will it stop hurting?'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114443987858092958</id><published>2006-04-07T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:57:58.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAARRRRHGGGHHH I'm so Excited</title><content type='html'>I just found out that there is a Betty Page movie coming out. YAY.  She is the sexiest woman I have ever seen (Angelina is a close second). My lord that woman was way ahead of her times. She made it possible and somewhat acceptable for us little people to be our kinky selves in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tie me up baby! I'm ready for my spankin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here is the link to the movie website. I suggest you go check it out if only for the preview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenotoriousbettiepage.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Betty Page Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We love you Betty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114443987858092958?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114443987858092958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114443987858092958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114443987858092958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114443987858092958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaarrrrhggghhh-im-so-excited.html' title='AAARRRRHGGGHHH I&apos;m so Excited'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114436135639266280</id><published>2006-04-06T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:09:16.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch! My poor teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes I haven't writtten anything new for a cople of days...you wanna know why??? I'll tell you why!&lt;br /&gt;I just had 4 wisdom teeth yanked out and when I say yanked I mean YANKED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/Copy%20of%20toothextract.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/Copy%20of%20toothextract.jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/1600/Copy%20of%20owmytooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4513/2646/320/Copy%20of%20owmytooth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I look like I have a golf ball in my mouth, as you can see here on the left side of my face. I have four new hole in my face...WOOOHOOO   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc gave me some strong pain meds that are making me soooo happy. 'Sigh' Only downside is that they make me a little dizzy, otherwise I'm having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go to work tomorrow but I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it, and even if I made it there I don't think I'll be much use. I just have some stuff to do there that I don't want to put on anyone else to do. I guess only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to add some more pictures and links today, but that will have to wait since I need to go lay down. &lt;br /&gt; And before I forget, thanks to everyone who has read my blog and especially those who left a comment. Lov jú guys&lt;br /&gt;Lilja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114436135639266280?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114436135639266280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114436135639266280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114436135639266280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114436135639266280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/ouch-my-poor-teeth.html' title='Ouch! My poor teeth!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114411803787446413</id><published>2006-04-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:33:57.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dancing Chinaman</title><content type='html'>Check this out. Even funnier when you're a little tippsy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.syr.edu/%7Eshkim06/final_stevekim.html"&gt;Hip-Hop Dancing Yo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114411803787446413?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114411803787446413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114411803787446413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114411803787446413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114411803787446413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/dancing-chinaman.html' title='The Dancing Chinaman'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333870.post-114411579506626488</id><published>2006-04-03T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:03:51.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay new blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finaly did it! I created a blog! "insert: trumpets, fanfare, ribbons, crowd cheering"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was about time I hoped on the band wagon. Almost everyone I know blogs now, I'm amazed my grandma hasnt got one yet. After reading my little cousins blog I felt like I neede to polutte the net with my thoughts and opinions...whethere it wants them or not. Muhahahaha you are all subjected to my nonsensical ramblings from now on...AND you'll LIKE it or sever spankings will ensue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I havent quite decided what all I am going to do with this thing. I'm sure I'll set up some links and pictures and other misc. crap for the world to revel in. To begin with, here are a few links to other blogs made by the people I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexy beast of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://fingerbeef.blogspot.com"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My babealicous cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.central.is/ingas"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My Hot &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/lortur/blog/"&gt;Uncle Bjarki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Another steaming one from my &lt;a href="http://del.icio.us/aboynamedlucy"&gt;boytoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;N'ough for now. I'm going to figure out how to post pictures and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Adios for now&lt;br /&gt;Lil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25333870-114411579506626488?l=unnurgiggles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/feeds/114411579506626488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25333870&amp;postID=114411579506626488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114411579506626488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25333870/posts/default/114411579506626488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnurgiggles.blogspot.com/2006/04/yay-new-blog.html' title='Yay new blog!!'/><author><name>Giggles</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
