<?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-5296464908914405487</id><updated>2012-01-01T20:29:15.089+11:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='Docos'/><category term='sport'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='Favourite movies a-z'/><category term='babies'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='So you think you can dance'/><category term='news'/><category term='Freinds'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='books'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='infertility'/><category term='music'/><category term='Julie/Lisa experiment'/><category term='bub D'/><category term='Favourite music a-z'/><category term='life'/><category term='Consumer products'/><category term='Lost again'/><category term='The Living End'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='about me'/><category term='chat'/><category term='pop culture'/><category term='recipees'/><category term='tv'/><category term='chemo day'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='health'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>Postcards From Lisa</title><subtitle type='html'>ramblings of my life, mostly filled with my journey through cancer and  my mishaps on line.
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Lilly and Adrian have been having a lot of daddy daughter moments so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3768124045598171923?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3768124045598171923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3768124045598171923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3768124045598171923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3768124045598171923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2012/01/project-3661.html' title='project 366.1'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8IMJ_-tZnjc/TwAnaDtuwkI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rfr0A6PTTJY/s72-c/Project%252520366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3240384641791775920</id><published>2011-05-14T21:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:40:00.961+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A little life, not a little loss</title><content type='html'>the following is taken directly from a post I made this morning on a parenting forum. it is full of acronyms &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After dealing with 6 years of infertility, a year of unsuccessful colmid, five failed attempts at iui. Than a cancer battle with 6 months of chemo. We were surprised and delighted to find out we were pregnant. I never wanted dd to be called a miracle. She was very special but for some reason "miracle" didn't feel right. Dd was born august 2009&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I couldn't wait to start ttc again. We started ttc in august 2010. I wanted to be pregnant asap. With each month that past I was getting more upset worrying dd was a fluke and we would need to go back to the fs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In march I had an unusual heavy af. Than the next week I developed heaps of bruises. I had over 35 bruisers by a week later when I saw my hematologist/oncologist for routine bloods to check on remission status. My platelets were very low. We were afraid my cancer was back. Four days later I had a pet scan and bone marrow. I was 9dpo that day so I needed a blood test to check pregnancy before they did the pet scan. Was negative.&lt;br/&gt;3 days later we were relived to find out I had itp an auto immune disorder that kills my platelets. At that time I was hours away from hospitalization and transfusions.&lt;br/&gt;4 days later I was 2 days late for af. Took a hpt and was shocked to get a bfp! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We were so excited! We didn't really ttc that month because what was going on. We were so surprised and looking forward to bub coming. This baby felt like a miracle! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Everything was fine &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last Saturday I had a dating scan. Bub was measuring at 5w5d instead if 7w6d I was gutted. I was hoping for the best but knew my dates were correct because I record everything. I knew bub was gone. As much as I was hoping I was wrong I just wanted the mc to happen I couldn't handle the uncertainty &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;On Tuesday I took scans to gp and she sent for bloods for that day and Thursday to see if my levels were rising. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;On Wednesday I started spotting. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday was still spotting but was hoping it was ok. Thinking positive for the blood results. Around 5pm I got the blood results that my levels were on the way down. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last night I started mc bub. Am still mc this morning. I was in shock I didn't realized it would be so physical. I didn't realize I'd feel my uterus shrink back down and empty out. I didn't know there would be so much ..... It's devastated me. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I thought after infertility I wouldn't have a mc that would be unfair. I thought my only struggle was getting pregnant. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I want this to be over already&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I want to ttc again and be pregnant again&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm worried will I get a bfp again?? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When will I get another bfp??? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know in my heart bub was a boy. I feel it deep in my soul for certain he was a boy&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know I'll have bub in my heart forever. A part of my soul left with him last night. He was my miracle. I look forward to meeting him one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3240384641791775920?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3240384641791775920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3240384641791775920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3240384641791775920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3240384641791775920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-life-not-little-loss.html' title='A little life, not a little loss'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7711056378380135693</id><published>2010-05-10T06:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:20:00.098+10:00</updated><title type='text'>buttermilk pancakes</title><content type='html'>today mothers day&lt;br/&gt;my first one!&lt;br/&gt;Lilly woke up late :) went to bed early :) and I forgot to take a picture of the two of us! arh! :(&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so with mothers day came my Julie cookbook and the start of my experiment. I had planed to go from start to finish but the first chapter is breakfast so I can't cook breakfast every day so I'll try one breakfast a week and insert the rest here and there and try and still do them in order&lt;br/&gt;so the first recipee was buttermilk pancakes. I love pancakes! love my own recipee. we even have a pancake factory maker. but I don't really like buttermilk I've tried 3 or 4 different buttermilk recipees which I havnt liked, with not enough sugar. I was nervous making julies recipee. since it only had a half a cup of sugar and 300 mls of buttermilk. &lt;br/&gt;Adrian, Lilly and I went up to mums for breaakfast today. well really brunch since it was almost 11am by the time we got up there. I took my pancake maker. &lt;br/&gt;measuring a bit hard since mum dosnt have measuring cups! shock horror!! but I figured it out with lillys advent cups. &lt;br/&gt;I didn't sieve as I couldn't be bothered. sometimes I don't bother. I was nervous how much milk was used comparision to flour but the consistency was good. I poured some thick butter into the pancake pan. no real need for cooking oil/ spray (I forgot) I got 8 out of the batter. enough for mum, beth, Jack, Adrian, lilly and I. they were yum! everyone liked them. I had to make more. the biggest test lilly loved them. and pancake connesuir jack had 5! &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7711056378380135693?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7711056378380135693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7711056378380135693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7711056378380135693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7711056378380135693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2010/05/buttermilk-pancakes.html' title='buttermilk pancakes'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7769011323208744268</id><published>2010-04-20T09:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:35:27.819+10:00</updated><title type='text'>running on empty</title><content type='html'>It's been almost 9 months since Lilly was born and a lot of time I feel like I'm running on empty. I love being a working mum but in transit I always wish to be a stay at home. Sometimes I feel I'm kidding myself that I choose to work because I couldn't sit at home. All though I was going stir crazy. &lt;br/&gt;Lilly has changed a lot! I've been neglecting this blog as I've been telling her accomplishments and my struggles with bubhub and facebook &lt;br/&gt;So how has Lilly changed ?&lt;br/&gt;She rolled over at 14 weeks still hates beening on her back. &lt;br/&gt;She started crawling like a worm at 6 months and still doing that. She gets up on het hands and knees and rocks a lot but still not doing cross  (22/4/2010)&lt;br/&gt;She can crawl&lt;br/&gt;She is pulling herself up on furniture to stand and crawl up stairs&lt;br/&gt;She is eating everything, started solids at 4 months now has finger foods and a mix of blended or choped foods&lt;br/&gt;Has a lonely tooth waiting for the next&lt;br/&gt;Smiles her head off, and although she does laugh it's more silent than a huge giggle &lt;br/&gt;Waves occasionaly&lt;br/&gt;Loves to "sing" in the car. Talks a lot but can go for a long time in silance and stare&lt;br/&gt;Knows what the mirror and telphones are and knows to smile when the camera is pointed at her&lt;br/&gt;Hair still slowly growing&lt;br/&gt;Still in a way petite wears some 000 but mostly 00 and dosnt weigh 8 kilos yet&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well I'm looking forward to mothers day 1 week away! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7769011323208744268?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7769011323208744268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7769011323208744268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7769011323208744268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7769011323208744268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2010/04/running-on-empty.html' title='running on empty'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6909947223800424510</id><published>2010-04-18T10:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T10:35:55.391+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie/Lisa experiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipees'/><title type='text'>Julie/Lisa experiment</title><content type='html'>Ok so I've asked for Julie Goodwins cookbook for mothers day &lt;br/&gt;While watching Julie &amp; Julia last night I thought "hey I could do that!", with Julie's cookbook! I've already got a blog. I have some readers, well my Aunty Larelle, Andrea and Wendy :D&lt;br/&gt;It'd be a good way to ensure that I actually cook the recipees.&lt;br/&gt;I love cooking. &lt;br/&gt;I love cookbooks. &lt;br/&gt;I own I don't know how many cookbooks. I once had to cull half of them! I do have a knack for remembering recipees but I'm terrible at actually cooking a decent amount of recipees out of them. I'm lucky to have cooked more than 1 or 2 out of each book. &lt;br/&gt;So I've decided to do this. Thanks to some hubbers who have convinced me. &lt;br/&gt;I'm not sure if I can get through the book by next mothers day. &lt;br/&gt;I have to warn new readers I'm a shocker at spelling and punctuation so I'm sorry about that and I don't pre read the post. &lt;br/&gt;I want be as good as Julie Powel, she is a professional writter, while I only wish I had the skill. And while she had the entire New York City at her desposal with 24 hour shopping, with supermarkets, green grocers, butchers, delicantesants, bakers, chocolate and cheese stores and boutiqu food stores and markets. &lt;br/&gt;I have, 3 wollworths, 2 coles, our butchers and fruit and veg store and a few other heatlh stores. &lt;br/&gt;Wish me luck &lt;br/&gt;    &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6909947223800424510?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6909947223800424510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6909947223800424510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6909947223800424510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6909947223800424510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2010/04/julielisa-experiment.html' title='Julie/Lisa experiment'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8625984895126616253</id><published>2010-04-05T01:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:11:43.674+10:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Wicket</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had to make the decision to put my dog down :crying:&lt;br/&gt;we got her in 2004 she was about to turn 6, mum brought her while we were suffering the pain of infertility &lt;br/&gt;she was soo loyal and cuddly. We I was diagnoised from cancer and had a hospital stay didn't leave my side once I came home, and was again by my side while I was pregnant and never was jealous of dd.&lt;br/&gt;Two years ago we moved into my mums and mum got a new dog the same week from RSPCA Rocky was five months but our Wicket was 4 years she was a shi tzu so  rocky a japanese spitz already was bigger. &lt;br/&gt;Last year just before dd was born we moved into a unit, we could have wicket there so she would stay sometimes and go back to mums. &lt;br/&gt;When she was with us she slept inside every night on our bed, but I know the last few weeks she has been sleeping outside at mums &lt;br/&gt;yesterday mum called to say we needed to take wicket to the vet, her eye had fallen out. We rushed her to the vet, they said she had been in a fight with rocky and that to remove it or keep the eye would cost $1000s and lots of surgies that might not fix the problem. And that she was already blind :( the vet said it was the best option for her was to put her down. :( &lt;br/&gt;I feel like I let her down :( I wish we didn't have to move to thus unit so she could of been with us, I wish I was strong enough to be holding her while she passed away like dh did. I feel so awful and sad for her. I've owned over 10 dogs in my life but she touched my heart the deepest and I let her down :(&lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8625984895126616253?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8625984895126616253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8625984895126616253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8625984895126616253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8625984895126616253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2010/04/rip-wicket.html' title='RIP Wicket'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1267007003152490288</id><published>2009-09-02T23:06:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:15:46.462+10:00</updated><title type='text'>C-Section</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57cz84LqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8HMpeVrX01M/s1600-h/P8070284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57cz84LqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8HMpeVrX01M/s320/P8070284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376870740039052962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57cbGLTLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ra4EXK5d_kI/s1600-h/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57cbGLTLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ra4EXK5d_kI/s320/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376870733367168178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57buHrocI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mo29SeYRlLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57buHrocI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mo29SeYRlLQ/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376870721293885890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57bFqNb9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/eY8blwClCb4/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57bFqNb9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/eY8blwClCb4/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376870710432853970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57ai6gZQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nqI1-m76lKA/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57ai6gZQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/nqI1-m76lKA/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376870701105964290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my first post via web for a while lol &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i thursday (6-8-09) i went up to get my blood results from the FMAU and when the ob spoke to me he said he wanted to deliver the baby. he then asked "are you happy to book in the c-section for tomorrow?" that would have to be the weirdest question i have ever been asked lol. i thought wow tomorrow? tomorrow? i signed the consent, had an injection of steroids to help bubs lungs cos she was still considered premi being just on 37 weeks. went home to have dinner, get my bag, call parents etc (super fast spring clean and unpack of boxes ;-) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adrian and i thought itd be a great idea to go out to dinner since we didnt know when we would next get a chance to have dinner by ourselves. went to vaby's and i stupidly order &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"&gt;Portuguese &lt;/span&gt;chicken. that gave me heart burn for the next 12 hours until i gave birth! then we went up to the hospital. i kept thinking i must look awesome wheeling my own bag in to the maternity wing and a fast pace walk and people thought i was in labour hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was admitted, i was originally told id be given a sleeping pill to help me sleep and id have the next steroid injection at 12am so i thought id stay up until then and then get the sleeping pill after which id be nil by mouth. at 12am i asked when is the injection? and they said i couldnt have it until 3.30, so i didnt have my crappy tamazepam and was awake all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were told that the cs would happen between 8am - 1pm so adrian didnt plan to get up to the ward until 8am. at 7.45 a porter came in to transfer me down to the or, i cried the whole way down thinking they shouldnt have taken me down without him. but the porter had picked me up early by accident and took me back i got back to my room just as adrian was getting there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 9 they came to get me again, i was wheeled into the anti-room where the anesthetist walked me through having an spinal-block. i was totally terrified having a spinal-block due to having a lumbar puncture the previous year that scared the crap out of me i needed double sedation and threatened to jump of the table half way through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 9.30ish they wheeled me into the or i was transfered to the table and asked to sit on the edge put my feet on a stool, bend over into my knees into a pillow and had one anesthetist cuddle me to keep me still, while i pushed my back up against the other administering the spinal-block. she gave me about 6 injections of local antiseptic, then injected the needle which gave a the horrible twinge in your back, then the actual drug, which you could feel instantly spread through to your feet. by the time i turned around and began lying back my feet were already heavy and i was having trouble moving them, they inserted the catheter (yik, thankfully the numbness had taken effect in that area ;-) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the doctors then did ice test up my legs and over my torso to see where the drug had worked, it took longer to work on my left torso section once it had worked, they put up the screen, taped my hands down and brought adrian in. they kept telling me "you cant help with the operation" like really? do people attempt that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the nurses told me a few times if i was going to be sick to let them know asap so they could push drugs to counter act, then they brought me over a basin, i was thinking "im not going to be sick, i dont need that" the thought was barely formed when i threw up, they had already pushed the drugs they knew before i did i was going to be sick from my falling bp and pale face. i was totally freaking out because of how thirsty i was i hadnt drank anything since the night before and i was so thirsty it sent me crazy i was asking for water and thought i would die before i was aloud to drink, being sick actually took my mind off it until after the op. the nurses went off at me for eating portuguese chicken the night before after i was sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought theyd let me know they were starting. i herd this large spray of water it sounded like a fountin being turned on, adrian told me its my waters breaking, then they start tugging, they confirm she is a girl, adrian sees a foot, more tugging. than i herd Lilly's cry out. she is taken to her ped and midwife adrian goes to cut the cord, i ask has she got brown hair, the only mystery i had left, she hasnt cried again, they work on her to get her to breath which feels like forever. adrain is ushered over back to his chair more reviving a teeny cry more reviving, then crying and they wheel her over, i cant really see her at all. they rush her up to special care nursery and put her into a humidicrib, she has low blood sugar levels and is having trouble breathing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they sow me up, im taken to recovery, then up to my room, while adrian is with our little girl. i fall asleep. a porta comes and gets me half an hour later and im wheeled down to scn an hour after she is born. she has a drip in and she is sucking on her cannula thats bugger than her hand. im so upset that she is hungry and im not aloud to feed her yet. we are aloud to touch her through the humidi crib. at 10pm 12 hours after she is born im taken back down, and im aloud to hold her for the first time and feed her :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1267007003152490288?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1267007003152490288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1267007003152490288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1267007003152490288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1267007003152490288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/09/c-section.html' title='C-Section'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/Sp57cz84LqI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8HMpeVrX01M/s72-c/P8070284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1036996031886179251</id><published>2009-08-28T07:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:45:23.812+10:00</updated><title type='text'>preloude to a drama queen</title><content type='html'>So this is how miss Lilly came early ......&lt;br/&gt;From the time I was around 30 weeks pregnant I started to become icreasingly itchy, I thought at one stage I had nits or a bed bug infestation as it came on mostly at night and would effect my sleeping &lt;br/&gt;Than it started happening during the day, almost my entire body was itchy, it was unbearable I'd spend all day scratching and would scratch until I bleed, &lt;br/&gt;Eventually I went on the bubhub and posted a msg describing my symptoms on the forums. People replyed saying it could be  Obstetric Cholestasis, which affects the liver functioning and bile is realeased back into your system which causes the itchyness and most cases babies are induced early &lt;br/&gt;The other option is PUPPS &lt;br/&gt;The following wednesday i asked the midwife who ran our birthing classes about it she thought it was Cholestasis (OC) and told me to tell the ob at my next clinic visit on Monday &lt;br/&gt;(side note we moved over that weekend) &lt;br/&gt;On Monday I told the ob about it she thought it was oc too and sent me for a blood test the next morning and oragnised an appintment in the featal maternal assement unit (FMAU) for Friday to get the results &lt;br/&gt;On Friday I go in my liver function (LFT) is through the roof and so is my bile acid test confirming OC the midwife took my BP and it wad very high, I had never had a high BP in my life, an internal was done and discovered bub was breached &lt;br/&gt;They talked about delivering me since I was 36 weeks and via c section due to breached bub &lt;br/&gt;The ob who admitted me wanted to try and keep me until 37 weeks &lt;br/&gt;They admitted me and I was placed on meds for the OC and BP I also had to do a 24 hour urine test where totally gross I had collect all urine for a 24 hour period&lt;br/&gt;On Monday I was aloud to go home, because my LFTs had lowered but still were high so i was put on bed rest and told to cone back to the FMAU every 2 days &lt;br/&gt;On Thursday I went back for my next appointment to FMAU BP still high and LFTs and Bile acid test still high &lt;br/&gt;The ob said he didn't see any benifit of keeping the bub any longer that it was more dangerous trying to extend the pregnancy any longer for the benifit of bub development, esp since bub was 37 weeks so he booked a c section for the following day due to breached &lt;br/&gt;I was given an injection of steroids for bubs lungs and was aloud to go home to have dinner and wad admitted at 9pm &lt;br/&gt;The next morning I was taken at 9 down to the or to have the c section &lt;br/&gt;At 10.2am on 7-8-09 Lilly Maree Dowdell was born &lt;br/&gt;I'll post another blog to detail the c section &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://m.bubhub.com.au/" target="new"&gt;Bubhub&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycenter.com.au/pregnancy/complications/obstetriccholestasis/" target="new"&gt;obstetric cholestasis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://dermatology.about.com/cs/pregnancy/a/puppp.htm" target="new"&gt;Pupps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; 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When they had aspersions to become a profesional sports player I don't think their goal was to be a role modle &lt;br/&gt;These days yes they get paid the big bucks and we expect them to be peferct in every way for the money we seam to think we pay ( we forget they are emolyed by the clubs and sponsers not the public) &lt;br/&gt;We expect them not to drink, not to go out at night, not to have sex with the hords of groupies that thrown themseleves at them ( yet applaud them for being in bachelor competions, and calendars to raise money for any charity) even if they are single. When we find out a sports player has been involved in a sex scandle even a consecentual sex we immeadiatly bland the sports star as he should of know better not the women she takes no responsiblity at all!! ( I'm not talking about rape and sexual assult!, those men need to be held accountable! And face jail time) &lt;br/&gt;Recently watching the third state of origin game it ended with the blues and  Qlders punching up each other and Steve price carried off the field with supected neck injuries,  and players from both sides being sent off, &lt;br/&gt;the net went wild both facebook and twitter had ppl all night wringing about the thugary in the game and ppl complaining about role modles. Yet those of who remember watching the origin in the 80's when it began know it wasn't a "game" if a fight didn't emerge, that's what origin such event it was state v state, mate v mate meaning your team mates you train and play with every week were now on an opposing side, the game was that emotional and intense ppl expected fights would happened no one complained back than! &lt;br/&gt;Then you have Andrew symonds who was fired from cricket Australia because he had a beer in public, it's no secret Andrew has been in trouble with mangement for quiet some time regarding his history with alchol it seams when he drinks trouble follows him, ( I know the public would stir him up when coming accross him at a pub) Andrew admitted after certain on field events he became depressed and became a binge drinker after some incidents he signed a contract with cricket Australia saying he wouldn't drink in public ( yes Andrew broke thus agreement and deserves punishment) whilst on tour in England for the ashes Andrew went out with some if the team to a pub to watch origin one, naturally drinks were part of origin who could begrudge players that as almost everyone sits down to watch origin with s beer in their hand, when cricket Australia found out symonds was fired, he will never play for Australia again, a talent wasted, &lt;br/&gt;Now remember a generation ago when the Australia cricket team flew to England for the ashes, David boon drank the whole 24 hour flight? He went down in legend, breaking dougie Walters record, they are both remember for these events rather than their carere highs, the centuries, the wins, the dismisals. There is not one baggy green that exsist that doesn't have beer stains on it (except some new rookies who have yet to play s winning game) and we celebrate this side of cricket Australia, we love seeing the boys get plastered after a game and we love hearing 24 hour drinking binges that could of jeapordised their health, I have even heard from dougie own lips that he turned up to an ashes test completly drunk after drinking all night before, the morning of and turning up just as coin was tossed and walked out at number 3 wasted to bat no one fired him! Yet symonds has some beers in public turns up Late to practice and is fired? &lt;br/&gt;But that's what we expect these days &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6905907235868724183?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6905907235868724183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6905907235868724183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6905907235868724183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6905907235868724183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/07/standards-we-hold.html' title='standards we hold'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2522840631860206631</id><published>2009-07-19T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:44:46.329+10:00</updated><title type='text'>baby classes</title><content type='html'>So we started baby/birthing class 3 weeks ago. Scary and funny at the same time! &lt;br/&gt;Week 1 we went through what our feelings are on being pregnant what we like what we don't and how our partners have changed- was good knowing that I'm not the only one who feels the way I do :-) &lt;br/&gt;Week 2 we had a physio that went through position for labour, we watched this ridiculous video of women in labour doing a belly dance simliar to hola dancing and when the husband was helping it just looked wrong!! it looked like they were having sex, then Adrian says "they were in that position 8 months ago" we were laughing so much then much to our horror we all then had to practice doing them!&lt;br/&gt;Week 3 we had the midwife back to bitch about the physio and she went through actually pushing the bub out and our drug options &lt;br/&gt;I'm pretty confident I can do this even if I'm a little freaked out as there is no turning back now!!&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2522840631860206631?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2522840631860206631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2522840631860206631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2522840631860206631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2522840631860206631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-classes.html' title='baby classes'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-141072158976580014</id><published>2009-06-01T18:15:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:31:09.599+10:00</updated><title type='text'>guess the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;this is from facebook but i love the whole concept so im sticking it here first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;A. Pick 25 of your favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;B. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.&lt;br /&gt;C. Post them in a note for everyone to guess.&lt;br /&gt;D. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.&lt;br /&gt;E. NO Googling/using IMDb search functions. That's cheating, and it ruins the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;in no order.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 14px;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;Peachy keen, jellybean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;2. Get in the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; No! I'm scared. &lt;br /&gt; [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;yelling&lt;/i&gt;] Get in the water, woman! Get in the water! &lt;br /&gt; [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;calmly&lt;/i&gt;] No I'm sorry baby, please just get in. &lt;br /&gt;  GET IN THE WATER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;3.You just put your pickle on everybody's plate, college boy, and leave the hard stuff to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;4. I love you, Pumpkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; I love you, Honey Bunny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Standing up with a gun&lt;/i&gt;] All right, everybody be cool, this is a robbery! &lt;br /&gt; Any of you fucking pricks move, and I'll execute every motherfucking last one of ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;5.Lemme tell you what 'Like a Virgin' is about. It's all about this cooze who's a regular fuck machine, I'm talking morning, day, night, afternoon, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick, dick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;6.My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; Do you know how naive you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don't have men killed. &lt;br /&gt; Oh. Who's being naive, Kay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;7. After that my guess is that you will never hear from him again. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he did not exist. And like that... he is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;8. No, I don't think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;9.What she's done? I'm all but lame from the bite on my leg! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; Oh! You mean she bit you? &lt;br /&gt; No, her dog! &lt;br /&gt; Oh, she bit her dog, eh? &lt;br /&gt; [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;exasperated&lt;/i&gt;] No! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;10.  [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;sounding official&lt;/i&gt;] Uh, everything's under control. Situation normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; What happened? &lt;br /&gt; [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;getting nervous&lt;/i&gt;] Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh... everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you? &lt;br /&gt;: We're sending a squad up. &lt;br /&gt;: Uh, uh... negative, negative. We had a reactor leak here now. Give us a few minutes to lock it down. Large leak, very dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;: Who is this? What's your operating number? &lt;br /&gt; Uh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt; shoots the intercom&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;muttering&lt;/i&gt;] Boring conversation, anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;11&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Now, when I want you, this is what you will hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;blows whistle&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;: Oh, no, sir. I'm sorry, sir. I could never answer to a whistle. Whistles are for dogs and cats and other animals, but not for children and definitely not for me. It would be too... humiliating. &lt;br /&gt;: Fraulein, were you this much trouble at the Abbey? &lt;br /&gt; Oh, much more, sir. &lt;br /&gt;: Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;starts walking away.  blows her whistle &amp;amp; he turns around&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;br /&gt; Excuse me, sir. I don't know your signal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;12.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt; Repeat after me. Pepper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: Pepper. &lt;br /&gt;: Pepper. &lt;br /&gt;: Pepper. &lt;br /&gt; Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash. &lt;br /&gt;: Waiter, there is too much pepper on my paprikash. &lt;br /&gt;: But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;13.You can like the life you're living, you can live the life you like. You can even marry Harry, but mess around with Ike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;14.Go ahead... make my millenium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;a name="qt0455612"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yo Yo Yiggady Yo. &lt;br /&gt; I'm at suicide risk. &lt;br /&gt;: ....? &lt;br /&gt;: No, it's Morgan Freeman. Do you have any bones that need collecting? &lt;br /&gt;: Only the one in my pants... &lt;br /&gt;: I'm pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;: What? Honest to blog? &lt;br /&gt;: Yeah. Yeah, it's Bleekers. &lt;br /&gt;: It's probably just a food baby. Did you have a big lunch? &lt;br /&gt;: No, this is not a food baby all right? I've taken like three pregnancy tests, and I'm forshizz up the spout. &lt;br /&gt;: How did you even generate enough pee for three pregnancy tests? That's amazing... &lt;br /&gt;: I don't know, I drank like, ten tons of Sunny D... Anyway dude, I'm telling you I'm pregnant and you're acting shockingly cavalier. &lt;br /&gt;: Is this for real? Like, for real for real? &lt;br /&gt;: Unfortunately, yes. &lt;br /&gt;: Oh my GOD. Oh shit! Phuket, Thailand! &lt;br /&gt;: There we go. That was kind of the emotion that I was searching for on the first take. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;16.: I just wanna go to the rooftops and scream, "I love my best friend, Evan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: Let's... go on my roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;17: Your father and I were just discussing his day at work. Why don't you tell our daughter about it, honey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: Janie, today I quit my job. And then I told my boss to go fuck himself, and then I blackmailed him for almost sixty thousand dollars. Pass the asparagus. &lt;br /&gt;: Your father seems to think this type of behavior is something to be proud of. &lt;br /&gt;: And your mother seems to prefer I go through life like a fucking prisoner while she keeps my dick in a mason jar under the sink. &lt;br /&gt;: How dare you speak to me that way in front of her. And I marvel that you can be so contemptuous of me, on the same day that you LOSE your job. &lt;br /&gt;: Lose it? I didn't lose it. It's not like, "Whoops! Where'd my job go?" I QUIT. Someone pass me the asparagus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;18.What do they think I am? Dumb or something? Why, I make more money than - than - than Calvin Coolidge! Put together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;19.: Your Peter Pan complex is so 90s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: What Peter Pan complex? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: The one you're so proud of. &lt;br /&gt;: Do you have any friends? &lt;br /&gt;: I don't have time for friends. &lt;br /&gt;: That's because of your Captain Hook complex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;20.Peace? Peace. I hate the word, as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;hr width="30%" style="border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-right-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-left-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-style: initial; height: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; clear: none; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a name="qt0422585"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Think about all the lives that little girl has saved. &lt;br /&gt;: Think about all the lives that little girl has saved, think about all the lives she will save, that little girl could have saved Sean. &lt;br /&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;yells&lt;/i&gt;] Don't you *ever* say his name! &lt;br /&gt;: You used the memory of my dead son to set me up. &lt;br /&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;yells&lt;/i&gt;] You used the memory of my dead son to set me up! That was the one thing you knew would drive me to murder. &lt;br /&gt;: What are you going to do now, Lamar? &lt;br /&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;yells&lt;/i&gt;] What're you going to do now, Lamar? &lt;br /&gt;: How are you... &lt;br /&gt;: ...going to shut me up? &lt;br /&gt;: I'm sorry, John. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;22.: Be careful man, it almost hit me that time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;: , you're the goalie. It's supposed to hit you. &lt;br /&gt;: Does that sound stupid to anyone else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;23.: Are you okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; "&gt; Peachy, Kate. The world's my oyster, except for the fact that I just rammed a wooden stake in my brother's heart because he turned into a vampire, even though I don't believe in vampires. Aside from that unfortunate business, everything's hunky-dory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;24Her blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestat's words made sense to me. I knew peace only when I killed and when I heard her heart in that terrible rhythm, I knew again what peace could be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;25.What is it with this chick? She have beer-flavored nipples? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-141072158976580014?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/141072158976580014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=141072158976580014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/141072158976580014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/141072158976580014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-movie.html' title='guess the movie'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8054599019063544067</id><published>2009-05-24T22:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:34:25.031+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a looooong absence</title><content type='html'>So it has been 16 weeks since my last blog, ok that sounds like a confesional! I've had a lot of posts floating around inside my head but havnt had the time to post of justify spending the time posting even though I spent a lot of collective time on facebook ( collective because I mainly use my phone or ipod to check updates etc but only go on for five minutes at a time and use it when I'm going about my normal daily activity) &lt;br/&gt;So here is a quick update of what has been happening and promos to elaborate as soon as my uni semester is over &lt;br/&gt;I've survived another 16 weeks of pregnancy many of that first 10 weeks was still filled with morning sickness and 2nd trimester morning sickness is worse then the first!&lt;br/&gt;I've had two ultrasounds one at 13 weeks to rule out any adnirmalities and genentic disorders and a routine at 19 weeks which I had hoped to find out the sex was very excited waking up that noting knowing I'd soon know what bub was and was disapointed walking out after bub refuse to let us know &lt;br/&gt;Bub is now kicking all the time!, make that ALL the time Adrian sometimes calls bub Bruce Lee, we are both hoping that it's not going to be this active when born and never want to sleep I like to think it's an active sleeper , but I'm now thing my 26 week old fetus has add and needs me to cut down my sugar intake not that I actually have that much! Pehaps retalin will do it lol &lt;br/&gt;I've had one glucos tollarance test next one in 2weeks &lt;br/&gt;I manganged to finish two uni assignments and get pass grades but now have two more due and haven't started a thing and am conteplating pehaps pulling out of the subjects and redoing them next semester &lt;br/&gt;We applied for a home loan and got pre-approval from 3 banks and found two different house only to be knocked back on the final approval stages based on campbelltown property market and the fact I haven't been in my current job for I year, but 14 weeks short! So if we were sitting in the first week of august no problem except for the fact who wants to buy at 36/37 weeks pregnant putting moving time at your due date? &lt;br/&gt;Sadly after a 3 year battle with cancer my beautiful Nan died on Thursday the 21st of May at 9.00pm EST. Nan progesivly got sicker particuarly over the last 6 months but never gave up right to the end, my last two visits with her were the toughest things I have ever done and the loss was still a big shock even though I knew it was coming the tough thing is it feels like ive lost Dar all over again too. I hope nan is at peace now and not worriying about any of us &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Beryl Dawn Bennett &lt;br/&gt;Born on 29th July 1934 to John and Emma Dehurst in the Hunter region, near Newcastle,north of Sydney. She was the youngest of 12 children and only one to be born at hospital &lt;br/&gt;Wife of Kenneth Richard Bennett for over 40 years until his passing in 2000, mum to Allan and Gill, Peter and Cheryl, Kym and Gary and Craig&lt;br/&gt;Nan to Lisa and Adrain, Rebecca and David, Paul, Oscar, Beth, Madaline, Debroah-Ann and Jack &lt;br/&gt;Great Granmother to Landon, and many more to come &lt;br/&gt;She passed away in bowral hospital in the southern highlands of NSW on the 21st May 2009 &lt;br/&gt;We allways be loved and missed! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8054599019063544067?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8054599019063544067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8054599019063544067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8054599019063544067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8054599019063544067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/05/looooong-absence.html' title='a looooong absence'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2933579467309579724</id><published>2009-01-30T21:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:46:57.271+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bub D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Week 10</title><content type='html'>so i went and brought &lt;a href="http://www.kazcooke.com/kazcooke/books/bk.html"&gt;up the duff&lt;/a&gt; by kaz cooke and have been reading it every week to "monitor" bub D's progress for those who dont know its a pregnancy book written by a aussie chick who was fed up with all the conflicting and confusing and un-relatable information she was reading in other pregnancy books whilst pregnant with her first baby, so she combined useful and truthful information she gathered from books, internet, mothers, doctors, midwives and put in a real aus girl guide to pregnancy &lt;div&gt;its set out with a week by week whats going on with you and the baby's development, a week by week dairy written with a as "hermoine" which is a dairy based on her experiences and stories from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so last night i was reading hermione's weeks nine and ten diary and found myself laughing out loud in true sense not a lol sense! so here is an extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;week 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when she is booking into the hospital she plans to deliver her baby ".....the hospital has a lot of patients who believe in circumcision their boy children before they are old enough to have an anesthetic. if i have a boy, i might have to write "no circumcision" on his forehead until i leave ....."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;".....the list of things were instructed to bring to the hospital on the baby's birth day is more mystifying the longer i look at it. "underclothes including underpants and maternity bras: well, what other kinds of underclothes are there? do people usually take flounced petticoats and lace teddies? "one or two packets of nursing pads" oh dear. not a clue what they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then theres a whole list of baby stuff they want you to bring, for which well need to borrow a road train. "four bunny-rugs" four? whats going to happen with the other three? does baby shred them during tantrums? do they all go on at once? how cold can the kid get? what exactly constitutes the bunnies of a rug? "baby hat, and bootees or socks, and mittens(optional)" well, im glad its all optional. because it hadnt previously occurred to me that a person less than a week old should have a hat and gloves. stockings, maybe. but lets not go overboard. the kid can develop its own sense of elegant matching accessories when it leaves home and can afford to buy its own forma wear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;further suggestions include "essential oils, glucose lollies, large t-shirt, or old nightie, socks, toiletries, book or magazine ect., t-shirts and shorts or swimwear for partner if desired" i have never imagined labour as a scenario in which i am lying back reading while hubby does a few laps. its all very confusing. and at what exact point during labour would one read a book? "the babys head is crowning!" "dont bother me now, Mr Darcy's just going for a swim in the pond"......."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;week 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the first ultrasound "......"look its waving" the doctor says pointing out a head, arms, and legs. the head seams to turn towars us, like something out of an alien movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh fuck, thats too weird" i say and nobody answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it occurs to me youre not supposed to say fuck during an ultrasound. repeat after me: mumies ought not to say fuck. sigh. so much to learn..........."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"............doctor says everything is normal. normal? i want to sneer. ive spent my whole life running away from normal. i dont DO normal, i want to be interesting i want... okay itd kind of reasuring that everythings normal. ill admit it. you dont want the doctor to say "what the...?, that cant be?...or holy catfish! ive never seen that before, do you mind if i call some friends to come over and have a look?"......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ill keep posting the funnies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers lis &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/5296464908914405487-2933579467309579724?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2933579467309579724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2933579467309579724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2933579467309579724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2933579467309579724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-10_30.html' title='Week 10'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2270577325208635903</id><published>2009-01-28T20:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:32:48.776+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>inside the actors studio</title><content type='html'>These questions are the last questions they ask the actors that apear on the actors studio which is a great show if u have never seen it &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1. What is your favourite word?&lt;br/&gt;- I don't think I have one the closet one is fuck but the most said one is man or oh my god/goodness &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;2. What is a word you hate? &lt;br/&gt;- I can't stand " my bad" it's a sucky excuse for an apology I also hate the word accreditation which all child care workers will also share a hate for&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3. What turns you on?&lt;br/&gt;Secret kisses, laughing &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4. What turns you off?&lt;br/&gt;Lies and selfishness  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;5. what is a sound you love? &lt;br/&gt;- I love giggles from kids of just the cool theories they have and I love music most music &lt;br/&gt;6. what is a sound you don't like? &lt;br/&gt;- squels or screaming it pieces right through you esp a bad day &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;7. what is your favourite course word &lt;br/&gt;Obviously it's fuck I find it hard not to use this in most conversations &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;8. what profession would you like to atempt other than yours &lt;br/&gt;- probably writing &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;9. what profession would you not to try other than yours? &lt;br/&gt;- cleaning I used to do this casualy for mum it's not for me &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;10 if heaven exsits what would god say when you get there? &lt;br/&gt;- I've been waiting for you! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2270577325208635903?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2270577325208635903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2270577325208635903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2270577325208635903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2270577325208635903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/01/inside-actors-studio.html' title='inside the actors studio'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8358096747921643513</id><published>2009-01-01T11:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:48:21.570+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bub D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>cravings</title><content type='html'>So I have my first craving. The morning of my 6th week and I wake up wanting fish n chips really really really really bad it's like I have never wanted another food more than this or been more hungry in my life.&lt;br/&gt;I didn't think cravings started this early!! And I never thought they were this powerful!!! After a quike search on baby /pregnancy websites I noticed that a lot started craving food at 2-3 weeks wow I didn't know that and one women wrote "i'm five weeks and I can't get enough of fish and chips" &lt;br/&gt;Well I must go so I covince someone to get it for me .....  &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8358096747921643513?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8358096747921643513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8358096747921643513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8358096747921643513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8358096747921643513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2009/01/cravings.html' title='cravings'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6901379246872201055</id><published>2008-12-30T21:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:48:45.745+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>yes im a list whore too ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i stole this from my &lt;a href="www.larelle.co.uk"&gt;aunty's blog &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Where did you begin 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;At home. we had new years at our house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your status by Valentine'​s Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;before, during and after i was married &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you in school (anytime this year)​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go to the hospital?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yep twice well admitted twice but i was an outpatient all year and went once a fortnight for chemo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have any encounters​ with the police?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No, well i talk to a few in a social sense who i know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ did you go on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;surfers for a week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you purchase that was over $​500?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;my health, kitchen buffet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know anybody who got married?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;brendan and laura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know anybody who passed away?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you move anywhere?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport​ng event​s did you attend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;swans game, newcastle game, Adrian's cricket and his shit soccer games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What conce​rts/​shows​ did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;only 1 this year :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but it was freaking awesome - living end!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;campbelltown, nsw, australia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your birth​day.​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;quiet dinner at mums with some of the family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​What's the one thing​ you thought you would​ never​ do but did in 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;strong enough to fight cancer and get pregnant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has/​have been your favorite moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the laughs through chemo was unreal, joking with my friends about my mortality, laughing in the chemo ward with my fantastic nurses, the support from everyone, the confidence boost from Georgie, peta and the girls from strands of colours and emma and the girls from simply devine beauty. kicking around on the net for hours loling with the new peeps i met on facebook, you know who you are guys =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'​s something you learn​ed about​ yours​elf?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;im strong, have a positive outlook, a dark sense of humor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Any new additions to your family?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me in 2009 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your best month​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;december prob confirmation of pregnancy, july was good for last chemo, and september was good for remission confirmation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What music​ will you remember in 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;prob living end amongst many many more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has been your best drinking buddy​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kim, berley, how ever you know her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Online ones, yes, and work mates &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Night​[​s]​ out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a few drunken nights at the catho, shooters,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any regrets?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i dont think so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to change in 2009?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;things are changing now for me, also i want to move &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, how would​ you rate this year?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Possibly a 9/10 even all the bad stuff had positives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other​ than home,​ where​ did you spend​ most of your time?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mums, work, jens, fb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any life changes in 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;went through cancer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang​e your hairstyle?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a new job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yep =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old did you turn this year?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anything embarrassing?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a lot of stupid fb status updates, and some crazy blog posts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy anything new from eBay?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ebay?? no ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get married or divorced?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be hones​t - did you watch​ American Idol?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no!! and not even aus idol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get sick this year?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah,  enough said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start​ a new hobby​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;fb lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been snowboarding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;what?? serious this a question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank​ Starbucks in 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no!! hate starbucks and they went bankrupt in aus anyway, i like gloria jeans and im addicted to their cookies n cream ice coffees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wishing for in 2009?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a great house and a good pregnancy and healthy bub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6901379246872201055?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6901379246872201055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6901379246872201055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6901379246872201055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6901379246872201055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-im-list-whore-too.html' title='yes im a list whore too ...'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3213736227356347096</id><published>2008-12-30T17:01:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:48:21.571+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bub D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>the strip with two line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVnHcELnBpI/AAAAAAAAACY/U6fFuA9wO54/s1600-h/PC250261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVnHcELnBpI/AAAAAAAAACY/U6fFuA9wO54/s320/PC250261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285474922668689042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVnGLl8B9kI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hxxxFjTLEJQ/s1600-h/PC280270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVnGLl8B9kI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hxxxFjTLEJQ/s320/PC280270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285473540160747074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes after &lt;div&gt;6 and half years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;countless blood test, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ultrasounds, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;internal xrays and ultrasounds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 year of fertility drugs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another year with 5 ivf cycles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cancer diagnosis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 months of 12 chemo treatments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fell pregnant. naturally at that, what i thought wouldnt happen without ivf, we did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i fit into those excruciating stories of:- "we stop trying/we went on a holiday/i tried ivf and when i stopped/we were due to start ivf...then we fell pregnant"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate these stories when we were trying "miracle" stories from others who have been in your situation is the last thing that you want to here so i state we NEVER stop trying - we DIDNT go on a holiday, we only stop ivf due to chemo, we just didnt expect it happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways enough about that i noticed i was late and picked up a pregnancy test on christmas eve with the intent to do it the next morning yes christmas day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant remember how many of these things i have brought and had since going of the pill 6 and half years ago so adrian was not a fan about getting it so early and wanted to wait till after christmas or even new years. but i did it anyway. it took a minute for it to turn positive and after this long i wasnt expecting that result at all. i stared at it for a full 2 minutes untill i called agrain in to show him. we then had a quike discussion to decide to tell our parents or not, and i saw mum i burst into tears and told what was to happen.  we then told craig and beth. and when we arrived at adrians parents place i simply said i was going to have just juice that morning and smiled at judi and she knew what it meant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i told my dad later that day i asked "so in 9 months do u want to be called "granddad" or "grandpa"? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum told john, geroge and connie the next day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone is excited and happy, and has been very very very hard to keep it secret but if things go the other way i dont want  a million peoples pity i had enough of that through cancer so i told my family and am not sure if ill be posting this yet to notify facebook or not but i know not all my fb peeps read my blog so i think im save to post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now we face the head ach of shopping around for baby stuff and have spent the last 3 days looking at a hundred cots and change tables man! thats a whole different post to itself stay tune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this pregnancy is of course going to be an epregnancy and a Ipregnancy, you may laugh but hey its true i have told a lot of you via the net, and i have already signed up for a few enewsletters from pregnancy websites and downloaded ipod pregnancy applications which are heaps cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adrian has also decided to take a photo of me every sunday to create a belly book so see how it grows over the months to come. so im posting the first one im also posting the first photo taken of me once i knew &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3213736227356347096?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3213736227356347096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3213736227356347096' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3213736227356347096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3213736227356347096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/strip-with-two-line.html' title='the strip with two line'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVnHcELnBpI/AAAAAAAAACY/U6fFuA9wO54/s72-c/PC250261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6517168421856259357</id><published>2008-12-24T14:53:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:49:30.300+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>sabotaging your social skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVG3EUDIeKI/AAAAAAAAACI/02Z_W_i_IC8/s1600-h/0814-couple-using-laptops-in-bed_sm06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVG3EUDIeKI/AAAAAAAAACI/02Z_W_i_IC8/s320/0814-couple-using-laptops-in-bed_sm06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283205122611509410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when i went in to get my hair done on monday i was handed the latest issue of cosmo to read while they put the colour in. i havntnt read cosmo for years and was shocked to find 3 articles related to facebook, and blogging - obviously the last time i brought an issue there was no myspace/facebook and blogs were the new things. &lt;div&gt;the first article was how socail networking is sabotaging peoples social skills and facebook dosnt count as catching up with a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they covered three areas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friendships that people need to still meet up for coffees to get the hug and catch up and while instant messages can be easier and less intimidating, tone of a message can be misleading (this is why we use emotions ;) ) some of my family and friends i only communicate with via msn and facebook but that is basically due to location and my close friends and i hardly ever msg each other over these devises in-fact i often dont instant message them at all when they are on line simply because i see them all the time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work. that often email each other cos they cant be fucked getting up out of their chairs. well this also comes down to productivity when i was tempting in jens office we sat next to each other and yet will still email each other. you can have conversations with out your boss overhearing and if you get up out of your chair you run the risk of running in to the office chatterbox or gossip and spending 30 minutes relaying something to someone where as if you stayed put it be 5 minutes while you multi tasked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love - this concerns people that meet online but that chemistry is not translated to real life and while internet is a great way to met people and get to know them initially the real dating should happen old style in the flesh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this next was about status despair and that people are having real anxiety not having hundreds of online contacts and they go on to say (yes contradicting themselves) "online communication is no different to what happens in real life" and good relationships on line can lead to confidence and hight esteem while being ignored can be devastating  then they say that online relationships are more intense and fast, easily accessible and available at all hours so when people dont receive instant response they are instantly disappointed (note to all my post yes i get anxious if you dont respond asap ;) )  and when things turn sour your reactions are heightened they even state that people have gone into therapy over an online relationship in second life breaking down (i went into therapy when i got rejected from a facebook group ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the last one was about online confessionals and salvation and hour there is hundreds on online sites where people can confess their sins in secrecy and blogs fall into this category as celebrities post apologies to their fans via  their myspace blogs and also release their latest press statements about pending marriages, babies and divorces. i know im a tad more candid on line then in person and a bit more of my whole self is often displayed on net where as i sometimes censor those aspects around different groups of people but most people are like that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our whole life is on line these days and everything is posted and relayed via facebook and this has been happening for years it definitely not knew yes i still remember 10 years ago when i  married a friend on line .... i never got that divorced oops &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6517168421856259357?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6517168421856259357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6517168421856259357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6517168421856259357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6517168421856259357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/sabotaging-your-social-skills.html' title='sabotaging your social skills'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SVG3EUDIeKI/AAAAAAAAACI/02Z_W_i_IC8/s72-c/0814-couple-using-laptops-in-bed_sm06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2005107414550094343</id><published>2008-12-22T21:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:48:45.746+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Wrap up</title><content type='html'>okay im lifting again but this time it is from my cousins notes section which is a crapspace chain mail thing and designed for the young which is the crapspace appeal so im deleting the inrelevant questions &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;2008 IS ALMOST OVER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed single almost the whole year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no of course not i celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary and now were are coming up on the 7th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i dont think so how sad am i? or do cyber kisses count ???? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you've regretted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mmm maybe a lfew blog spaces but i tried to love with out regrets, i say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; ... unfortunately  im full of  "what ifs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost someone close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no thankfully &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were involved in something you'll never forget?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a few things, chemo, hospital visits, bdays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited a different country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked a gross meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no im a fantastic cook and never make mistakes like who would accidently put salt in a biscuit recipe instead of sugar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost something important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah well it was at the time a bracelet went through the wash and out the drain ooh and my job was important too for the kids sake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a gift you adore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah my ipod for christmas yes 2008 christmas i got it early .. like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; early &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tripped over a coffee table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;probably 50 sadly im very un co &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yes i went red, now im red with blond hi-lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah but not many the most i remember is matt's 21st, brendan and laura's wedding, lauras hens, harry's 1st, and some preschool ones and work chrissy parties .. omg im sad! 2009 the year of partys and getting drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw one of your favourite bands/artists live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yes one i desired to see for 10 years yes desired is the appropriate word since i think chris is hot! but also sadly only one concert this year .. i need to get out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you meet any new friends this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah a few that i love already &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you dislike anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;probably its human nature and sometimes im know to "hate people" but seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i love you all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you grow apart from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yeah sadly but it had to happen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any regrets when it comes to your friendships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah that i lost some i always lament lost friends even if they were toxic to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: Your BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Did you have cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yes ... i think...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nah just family &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old did you turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;25....okay i was 27 but in 2009 ill be 25&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: All about YOU&lt;br /&gt;Did you change at all this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;did i not change is the question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get your hair cut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;well if you can count falling out cutting, but yeah it was trimmed, cut, shaved and now trimmed every few weeks to keep it healthy to grow it back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you change your style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i had to.. no hair kinda does that to you, now i have a cool short do that i have never had b4 thanks to peta my excellent hairdresser &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah kinda 2 since my old one finished on the 15th january and the new started in the 11th of august &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;im always driving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you move at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah halfway through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go on any vacations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;to surfers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you change anything about yourself now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a few kilos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: Wrap UP:&lt;br /&gt;Was 2008 a good year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 2009 will top 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hopefully like no cancer, ill keep my job, and ill move to an awesome house and my hair will be HOT and a few other things fingers crossed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that in 2008 I...&lt;br /&gt;() stayed single for the whole year&lt;br /&gt;() kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;) celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;() had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;() mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) painted a picture&lt;br /&gt;() wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;() ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;() shopped at Hollister or Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) posted a blog on MySpace &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and here and face book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;() visited a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) cut in a line of waiting people &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;not  intentionally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) told someone you were busy when you weren't&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; .... sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) partied to celebrate the new year &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;yeah a bit to much thanks adam thank god there was no video!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) cooked a disastrous meal&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;) lied about how old you were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;off course not im totally proud of my age &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;) prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008 I...&lt;br /&gt;[] fell in-love was already in-love &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] lied&lt;br /&gt;[] cried over a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] disappointed someone close but the person it was i dont care that i did it cos the disappointment related to my lifestyle and personality and essence of me &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] hid a secret &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;it was beyond hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;[] slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;[] kept your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;]forgot your new years resolution&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;] met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;[] met one of your idols&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] changed your outlook on life&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] sat home all day doing nothing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;for 6 months &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] pretended to be sick&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; well not pretended i was sick just used it as an excuse sometimes when i needed to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] left the country&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] given up on something/someone important to you&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] lost something expensive&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] learned something new about yourself&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] made a change in your life&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] found out who your true friends were&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] met great people&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] stayed up til sunrise&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] had friends who were drifting away from you&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;]had a high cell phone bill&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] spent most of your money on food&lt;br /&gt;[] had a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] went to the beach with your best friend i went to the beach once, with mum, adrian p, emma p, and yvonne than i wasnt aloud to again &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] gotten sick&lt;br /&gt;[] liked more than 5 people at the same time&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;] became closer with a lot of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2005107414550094343?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5685961616711690538</id><published>2008-12-22T13:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:49:30.301+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>Alfresco Australia</title><content type='html'>reading ralph this month and i couldn't help but post this article they featured &lt;div&gt;69 places to have sex in public in australia most of the list is a joke i suppose not to actually seam they are advocating sex in public but they are funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Melbourne cup &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Yorkey's Knob, QLD and other places like Tittybong (vic) Middle Intercourse Island (WA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. LAdy Macquarie's Chair, Sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Domestic-flight toilets &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. camping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. the MCG, melbourne (bonus points if you do it in the members stand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. the daintree rainforest, qld &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. the grounds of parliment house, ACT - the place is chockas with pricks anyway so who'll notice one more ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. rundle mall adelaide, theres bugger all spectacles in adelaode so you may as well make one of yourself  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Bondi beach, Sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. floriade, Canberra, ACT - most chicks dig flowers and sex so why not combine the two by humping at australia's premier flower festival &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. the big banana, coffs habour, nsw - if only for sheer double entendre hilarity, not advisable is you have a tiny dick, though , it'll only highlight the fact. trust us on this one ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. nimbin, nsw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. the simpson desert &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. mt kosciusko, NSW/VIC - summer only no ones frostbite &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. cradle mountain national park, TAS - with a local chick that way if you get lost at least youve got your own map of tassie to show you the way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. the ralph magazine editors place- we'll leave the key under the mat for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. coogee bay hotle, Sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 at the backyard bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 under the old gum tree, glenelg, SA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. at the logies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. the ralph office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 outside breaky central ( "sunrise" channel 7, martin place sydeny )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24 on the three sisters, blue mountains, nsw - this is even more awesome if its with three sisters who arnt geological formations &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. your mates couch - with your mates hot sister dont forget to post pics on your facebook page - he'll love it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. sydney to hobart yacht race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27 at a sheffield sheild math - not only is the sound of leather on wood arousing , no one actually goes to these games, so you'll have plenty of privacy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Shane's warnes backyard - there is bound to be a stray hottie running around here somewhere surley ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. luna park, sydney/melbourne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 the great barrier reef, not actually on it, that sharp coral cuts and stings like a mother f**ker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31 the entrance central coast, nsw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32 in a coober pedy underground house, sa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. botany bay , sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. central station sydney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. the set of rove live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. the museum of contemporary art, sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. on a tram - its actually the only place in melbourne that doesnt double as a bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. kirribilli house lawn, sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39 brewery - the bubbling vats of beer are guaranteed to get the erotic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. back of a panel van - "dont come a knockin if the vans a rockin" the phrase that still needs to be added to australias constitution &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. cockington green, act &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42 your old high school - relive the good old days with your sweet heart, extra points if she wears her old uniform &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. your parents bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. the pub with no beer, - theres no beer.. what the f**k eles are you suppose to do there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. the big merino goulburn, nsw be sure to make a joke about how you like to ram, to a kiwi chick, she'll crack up at your wit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. during the screening of an aussie film - no one will be there, and you;ll give the projectionist something decent to watch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. at the ARIAs  - if you get busted ask why axle whitheads aloud to get his dick out but not you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48 music festival portaloo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. New Zealand - we reckon its close enough to count as aussie soil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. outside your local myer - solo of course &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51 backpacker hostel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52 rod laver arena , melbourne  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53 the big day out, sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54, the opera house sydney &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55 condom kingdom, surfers paradise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56 summernats, act &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57 nullarbor plain - stick a brick on the accelerator attach string to keep the wheel straight, then rock the back of the kombi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58 the ghan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59 at an alex lloyd concert &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60 on the edge of the great australian bight - really adventurous stuff but dont fall off or your fucked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61 in fornt of aerobics oz style &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62 on the bonds commercial casting couch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63 the british high commission , act - show the british how ist donr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64 your local sexaholics anonymous meeting - seriously how hard can it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65 in the audience of australian idol - dont forget to yell touchdown &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. dreamworld roolercoaster, gold coast - the most exciting place to go down in oz, most rides here only last 2 minutes, but thats twice as long as your personal best &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67 thredbo, nsw what happens in thredbo, stays in thredbo , if you believe the adds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68 the brownlow awards  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69 the pilbarra region , WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly there is no harbour bridge?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5685961616711690538?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5685961616711690538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5685961616711690538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5685961616711690538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5685961616711690538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/alfresco-australia.html' title='Alfresco Australia'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-842396328835024206</id><published>2008-12-21T15:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:49:02.991+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipees'/><title type='text'>go nuts</title><content type='html'>My friends and I go to vabys a bit now, espcially that lonestar and chilis have left campbelltown which we use to use for a spare of the moment casual dinner &lt;br/&gt;We all like the go nuts desert so for Christmas I made it for desert for us all &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ingreadiants&lt;br/&gt;8 litters of neopolitin ice cream &lt;br/&gt;800 grams of peanut butter &lt;br/&gt;3 packets of chocolate biscuits ( I used tiny teddies )&lt;br/&gt;250 gms of butter &lt;br/&gt;Chopped peanuts &lt;br/&gt;And chocolate topping&lt;br/&gt; you'll also need a frezzer container or smaller ones to set them in ( I used tupperware artic frezzer containers ) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Blend up the teddies into fine granuals then mix with melted butter &lt;br/&gt;Spoon mixture into the base of the containers and flat down&lt;br/&gt;Freeze for 40 minutes&lt;br/&gt;Spreed a generous about of peanut butter onto of the cookie base and  then squirt with chocolate topping&lt;br/&gt;Freeze again for 20 minutes &lt;br/&gt;When set, spoon in ice cream using all the flavours equally&lt;br/&gt;Top with topping and peanuts&lt;br/&gt;Then feeze again until set &lt;br/&gt;   &lt;br/&gt;   &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-842396328835024206?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/842396328835024206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=842396328835024206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/842396328835024206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/842396328835024206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-nuts.html' title='go nuts'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1570455428497279221</id><published>2008-12-21T14:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:48:49.602+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consumer products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>gizmo gidget</title><content type='html'>I recently over the last week realized how reliant I am on gizmos in my life.&lt;br/&gt;Mobile - I'm never far from it I carry my charger around in my bag for when I need to charge it and that's often! I primarily use it for the Internet I'm always used to facebook email man messenger and google and go onto wiki or imdb I also use it in the summer to watch the cricket live and get score updates and on the winter to get all the scores from the afl nrl and ru  &lt;br/&gt;iPod touch - I have fallen inlove with this! I never have this far from my side as well and I sleep with both my iPod and mobile under my pillow gone are the fear of getting brain tumors of too much exposure to frequencies from phones! &lt;br/&gt;I do use it for music but basically it's my little "palmtop" and when I am home I'll use it for the net, again facebook, msn, aim, email, google ect, blogg and other stuff &lt;br/&gt;I have also become addicted to downloading applications for it and playing games. Every night I'll use it to play games or read to wind down before going to sleep where I'll plug it into the idock/fm clock radio to choose a playlist to listen to to go to sleep with and wake up to&lt;br/&gt;I wish I had an iphone to combine the both but when I needed a new phone iPhones were still unrealsed in Australia and they only recently become available through the 3 network which allows me to watch cricket on my phone&lt;br/&gt;Navman- okay I know I don't need this as I have a pretty good sense of direction but it's more security in case I get lost of I'm in an unfamiliar place I have security that I'll be able to find my way without stress and it's something I can use better than a steer directory which I admitt I have trouble with&lt;br/&gt;These days I get in the car plug the iPod in put the phone in the consol and plug the navman in and I feel funny when I'm missing them.  &lt;br/&gt;Pc - I live on my pc and it's almost never shut down I turn it on as soon as I get home am always doing something on it&lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1570455428497279221?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1570455428497279221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1570455428497279221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1570455428497279221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1570455428497279221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/gizmo-gidget.html' title='gizmo gidget'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1021242763968500121</id><published>2008-12-20T23:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:47:48.375+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>the other side of the pancake</title><content type='html'>So I have to get this off my chest just cos it pissed me off a fair bit when I herd it and is much as I'm trying to move past it it's all still fresh and I havnt got closure for what happened yet.&lt;br/&gt;I'm talking about what happened at my old place of work &lt;br/&gt;Most of you know the story so I won't rehash what happened. But apperently parents at my old place work properly informed why I left/no longer work there. Which is sad cos I never wanted them to think I don't care and just left without saying goodbye to their children or them espcially since I missed the kids terribly when I was on sick leave. Since leaving I have ran into a few parents who asked me what happened and I glossed by saying it was time for me to move on and a change was as good as a holiday. But all of those parents all went on to rant about the mangememt all without my propmting. I let them rant without comment as that is unprofessional and even though I'm writing this I'm not naming any names or adressing it to any one in particular to be deemed unprofessional. &lt;br/&gt;I since found out that nasty things and lies have been told to parents to semi explain why I was forced to leave explains why I have been given the cold sholder by a lot of friends we share mutally &lt;br/&gt;Yes the winner does take it all&lt;br/&gt;And winners write the history books&lt;br/&gt;But there is always two sides to a pancake no matter how flat it is&lt;br/&gt;And I'm happy with my knowlegde knowing my side of the pancake is the truth even if some times I don't seam like the winner I'm still the one writing the history blogg&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPod touch]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1021242763968500121?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1021242763968500121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1021242763968500121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1021242763968500121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1021242763968500121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-side-of-pancake.html' title='the other side of the pancake'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1644376943521755978</id><published>2008-12-15T17:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:50:02.468+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite music a-z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>favourite music C</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;i thought i would of had more choice of "Cs" but i could only think of two so if anyone can think of something i may of missed let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Creedence Clearwater Revival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;i have loved their songs a lot growing up, one in particular was a song i can remember my grandfather singing to me a lot when i was younger so my love of the band grew from there and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TS9_ipu9GKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TS9_ipu9GKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 28px; white-space: normal; "&gt;crowded house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; line-height: 28px; "&gt;another great band from my childhood. and an australian band granted they have a new zealander as a front man but i love them! i cried when they broke up and during the farewell concert at the opera house that i wished i could of been to. i can remember telling my nan when i was 7 that i loved them and this song in particular "you better be home soon" but i also LOVE "fall at your feet" i actually love it that much i dont mind james blunts version &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOenp3MUnh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOenp3MUnh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOenp3MUnh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOenp3MUnh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZdcz1ALuBo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZdcz1ALuBo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1644376943521755978?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1644376943521755978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1644376943521755978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1644376943521755978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1644376943521755978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/favourite-music-c.html' title='favourite music C'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6083096434129582896</id><published>2008-12-15T17:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:49:47.371+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>happy 100</title><content type='html'>for those following along at home i reached 100 post on my last posting so this is 101&lt;div&gt;i was excited about getting to 100 and than completely forgot how stupid of me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6083096434129582896?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6083096434129582896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6083096434129582896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6083096434129582896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6083096434129582896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-100.html' title='happy 100'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-4917532997443839631</id><published>2008-12-03T20:49:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:49:36.949+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Docos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>stopping the plague</title><content type='html'>yesterday, the 1st of december was &lt;a href="http://www.worldaidsday.org/"&gt;world aids day&lt;/a&gt; , the 20th anniversary and to mark the day the &lt;a href="http://www.wchannel.com.au/"&gt;w&lt;/a&gt; channel aired the special "rampant". which was a special about sydney and australia fought the spread of aids when it was first diagnoised and discovered in the early 80's to be a real disease&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was really interested as aids was one of the few new items and world events i can remember from my childhood. i can vividly remember the aids awareness campaign aid with the grim reaper. i also had a family friend who had aids when i was young and can remember being scared when i first found out about it and 9 years old and had a room mate with HIV when i was in my late teens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the opening sent chills down my spine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"25 years ago a man came in to St Vincents hospital sydney sick. he was from new york, a gardner young and fit with a crowded sexual history and he was gay. the doctors made their diagnosis the first in australia. this man had aids. no one knew what caused it or how it might be spread, later when he seamed well he was simply discharged and that was the last the doctors saw of him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty soon more and more gay man were being infected with hiv/aids. no one knew thought it was a virus. they didnt know its history, what caused it, how it was spread, and how to treat it. before it was recgonised to be tarnsmitted by blood. doctors assumed that it was and that there was identified high risk groups, gay man, iv drug uses, sex workers. leapers of the community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it took some time but the government funded aids eductation programs. needle exchanges were set up across the country so that if you used drugs you could ensure you had a clean needle, condoms were given to brothels with legislation put into place. and target education to gay men on the importance of using condoms. there was also a national program to encourage the general public to use condoms as well at very sexual encounter. a national add was put on australian tvs to shock everyone to tell everyone you were at risk of getting aids if you were not using safe sex practices. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these were the grim reaper adds that of 1987/88 that everyone of that eara can remember. i was simple terrified of them when they came on. and they still look scary today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U219eUIZ7Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U219eUIZ7Qo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these programs are the "australian model" and is funded permanently. there has never been 1 case of suspected case of a sexual worker been transmitted to a client. 25 000 people have been prevented  from contacting aids/hiv from needle exchange &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by 1987 the spread of aids was down. 6 1/2 thousand people have died in australia from aids. against the trends around the world aids/hiv rates continue to decline &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the australia model is not how hiv is fought in most of the world. elsewhere strategies to stop the virus are based on beliefs about how the world should behave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bigger funder of international hiv programs is the usa. most of its funds go to promoting abstinence until marriage and zero tolerance for drugs. it opposes needle exchange and limits support for condoms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around the world 25 million people have died from hiv/aids. 40 million are now infected unless policies change within 10 years 80 million will carry this deadly preventable virus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-4917532997443839631?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/4917532997443839631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=4917532997443839631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4917532997443839631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4917532997443839631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/stopping-plague.html' title='stopping the plague'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1278264463863764719</id><published>2008-12-01T20:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:43:23.290+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite music a-z'/><title type='text'>favourite music B</title><content type='html'>its been a long while since my first post on this subject so now ill keep up with then form now on i promise =D&lt;div&gt;B is hard cos i like a lot of B stuff so ill have to cut it to 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beatles no brainer here i grew up listening to them so of course i like them and i pick strawberry fields as the best cos i remember listening to it heaps when i was little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ywg-PdeGVL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ywg-PdeGVL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;Bee Gees i love the bee gees but i prefer the earlier stuff not the whole disco/saturday night fever stuff. i like words, started a joke, how deep is your love ect love that robin signs this one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n2HOiMeDOrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n2HOiMeDOrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and of course backstreet boys i was obsessed with them when i was younger so i cant go past them. i had to put a fans clip of the favourite song. this song always drove my jen and me wild as teens so its the best i could do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYYzrSQ8myw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qYYzrSQ8myw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1278264463863764719?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1278264463863764719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1278264463863764719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1278264463863764719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1278264463863764719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/12/favourite-music-b.html' title='favourite music B'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3221171053123427226</id><published>2008-11-09T17:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:07:20.957+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a few weirds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its been a few weeks since i last posted i have been a bit lazy lol  and i was doing my school reports and didnt feel justified wasting time on the net when i had work to do &lt;div&gt;so ive been meaning to write a blog for agggggeesss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ment to do an interview type blog based on the interview style that they sometimes use in the sunday magazine in the sunday telegraph where instead of questions they use statements then the interviewee replies to the statements be expanding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here it goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i wear my work uniform on the weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i left busy kidz i kept my old uniforms and occasionally wore my jumper just to be in the house cos its warm, its one of thos comfy jumpers u wear to death and i wear my work shirts to clean the house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i never go barefoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate walking around without shoes i dont like my feet being dirty. it started cos i have allergies to wool, nylon, grass and some carpets so its easier to just wear shoes. and i hate my sox getting dirty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i live in my pjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was sick i spent 6 months in pjs i was in heaven id get up shower and put on a new pair of pjs. i love them and always have heaps of them in my wardrobe i actually claimed some on tax  last year after i brought 4 pairs for our pj day at w&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;ork which i came up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i have slippers for different places in the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have winter slippers and slippers i just wear to the bathroom since i put my wet feet into them after my shower and summer slippers and i dont really like wearing them outside cos they get dirty &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i cant sleep if my sheets are uneven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like order and have always been like this as long as i could remember i like the sheets to be even on both sides of the bed and yes when i was younger i wold measure them with a ruler. its that bad that i can get out of bed and have the bed look like it hasnt been slept in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i wont cook diner after 8ish but will bake cakes, pies ect at 10pm even 11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate cooking diner late at night so my kitchen will close at 8 or 8.30 depending but if im in the mood for cookies or something at 11ish i will bake them i know im a contradiction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i dont like lamb but will eat a lamb roast, as is the same with pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just cant stand chops they are way to much trouble to eat since they are full of bone and are boring &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;im a germ a phobic and dont like clutter or unorgainsation but i hate cleaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was my hands constantly and like everything to be anti bacterial and i cant relax when clutter builds up in the living areas but i also like everyone else hate cleaning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3221171053123427226?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3221171053123427226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3221171053123427226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3221171053123427226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3221171053123427226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-weirds.html' title='a few weirds'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2251165664647494854</id><published>2008-10-18T22:53:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:20:11.400+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Docos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Gosselin 8</title><content type='html'>so many of you know im a huge fan of the show Jon and Kate plus 8 which airs here on fpxtel's discovery home and health and is on the tlc network in the states which is where the family is from (Pennsylvania) if u havnt heard of it ill catch u up. &lt;div&gt;jon and kate met in 97 and were married in 99 almost right away they started trying to start a family. kate, having always worried about infertility when to get checked out and was diagnosed with polycystic ovaries and was referred to fertility doctor. they were treated using IUI they were lucky and thrilled to fall pregnant the first cycle and then discover they were carrying twins. Cara and Madelyn (Mady) were born in october 08.  when the twins were todlers they decided to have another child and with in two months they were pregnant again. they doctor told them on the day of the insemination there was 3 or 4 follicles. at the first scan it showed 7 sacs and 6 heart beats!! right away they were recommended to do a selected deduction. which jon and kate refused to do all though stating that day of scan was the worst days of their life's and they were so scared and what was going to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course the babies were premiture and in may 04 the 6 relative healthy gosselins were born. Alexis, Hannah, Aaden, Colin, Leah and Joel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so of course they made headlines not on having sextuplets is a 1 in 3000000000 chance but kate and jon now had two sets of multiples with 8 kids under 5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TLC did a special "surviving sextuplets and twins" which aired when the little kids were under one and showed us what is was like raising 4 year old twins and sextuplet babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the following year TLC did a followup show "surviving sextuplets and twins one year on" and this time featured kate preparation for the week she would be away getting a tummy tuck ( which was donated from a fan of the first special and was badly needed after having a pregnancy of 6 babies!) and it showed how much the children had grown up. they were now almost 2 and the twins were 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then TLC decided to do a regular show and started airing before the twins were 6 and the sextuplets were 2. it first aired in australia in November 2007 and aired season 1 and 2 back to back and is currently airing season 3. with season 4 being now aired in the US &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so last november when the discovery channel had a special on multiplies it aired the initial 2, hour long specials then the first season back to back.  and yes i fell in love with it, because i coveted it, as many as you know i have long being trying to fall pregnant and have children. and i identified with kate, like her i fared that i would have fertility problems long before i was diagnosed. like her i had tried to fall pregnant early after adrian and i had married. like her i had been diagnosed with polycystic ovaries and like her i had undergo iui treatments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i quickly discovered that kate was highly obsessive and compulsive and very organised in some ways over organised. she is a dominant personality and often has a short temper with her children and her husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she is human and dosnt censor herself for cameras and just becuase she is seen yelling and belittling her husband dose not mean she dosnt love him. they both evidently love each other and both know that they dont mean what they say at the time, but they are just under stress or angry. everyone close to me knows that i can loose my temper at adrian and can yell at him and what i have to say in the mist of my frustration is not always to every ones taste but adrian does understand that i dont mean it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot of kate's parenting i dont agree with but i can understand the reasoning, a lot i dont agree with and cant understand the logic behind it either. and a lot i agree with and i have also got a lot of tips from her for when i have children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but parenting is not easy and parenting has to, needs to be unique for every family with similar styles shared through cultures, families, friends etc &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways because im a net junkie and obsessive with the thing i like i joined facebook groups dedicated to the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i googled them and after the first three hits which are the &lt;a href="http://tlc.discovery.com/tv/jon-and-kate/jon-and-kate.html"&gt;tlc&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.sixgosselins.com/"&gt;gosselin&lt;/a&gt; home page and  the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_Gosselin"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt; site. there is then many blogs and msg boards dedicated to hating the show, in particular kate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stumbled on and read a few and most when on to say that the children were being exploited and that jon and kate were being paid millions of dollars and getting lost of free products off the show. and that she choose to have eight kids so why should she recive any handouts and help. that comments annoyed me. they didnt choose to have eight children. they fell prganant with twins using iui becuase they had fertility problems and then want another child not uncommon for families to want 3 children and used again iui because the same problems existed and in america the standards and less controlled then ivf so the cances of larger multiples are greater, however it is cheaper by thousands of dollars (here it is $1000 and is medicare covered after the safty net, where as ivf is $5000 + , but not only the finacials are different but thr procedure is different if you dont need to use ivf you wouldn't. iui is evasive emotional and hormonally challenging on your body and emotions but ivf is even more so,  it is very evasive and emotional and hard on your body. then people say well they could of selected to deduced some. i find that highly offensive, imagine ordealing infertility , then finding out joyful against the odds you have falling pregnant but there is a large multiple, being asked to abort some after praying, trying and going through all those procedures to get one? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its obvious that they arent getting rehearsed or retakes, the children have known the crew since they were babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if they are getting money can you blame them yes they are raising eight children they didnt plan for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then found a blog written by an extended family member who says she is telling the truth about jon and kate but her 20 + post are not really about the truth or any info,it is basically a vent and on line argument aimed at j&amp;amp;k because she knows them.  and most of the information we really dont even need to know? who cares we just want to watch the gosselins not everyone related to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this blogger was very naive she says she didnt want to fight but you cant hide on the net , ( I KNOW) and it is very easy for people to take things the wrong way when it is written on line, especially for everyone to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not even going to post her link. she says you can find it unless you go looking for it or for boards against the show. however i found it by searching jon and kate plus 8 and it was linked to the fourth hit! and her latest post shows a clip from cnn which mentions her blog and the url is seen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i guess i have learned through my own blog and am now passing on to others, blog it and be exoected to answer to it and post it on facebook and everyone will see and you cant claim ohh its just my little bolog to ven, and oh i didnt think everyone would know on fb ......&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/5296464908914405487-2251165664647494854?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2251165664647494854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2251165664647494854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2251165664647494854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2251165664647494854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/gosselin-8.html' title='Gosselin 8'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7708090167444401560</id><published>2008-10-18T21:44:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:20:27.171+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>Bradbury v Harrington Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so cricket season has started again and yes in yrs past i have blogged about the games. and i forgot to this season so here is the update ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;this year we are in 6th grade, we are really 8th grade material, sorry guys but you know it, but a few blocks have potential to make 50s, 100s, take 3, 5 wickets in a few games and this tags them for regrading which then causes us problems staying to keep them in our team , as thats why they play to be  team and arent as consistent as they were to be considered 4th/5th grade blokes. so to avoid this this season we were graded in 6th grade despite not making the semi's last year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;round 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we played Collegians after we bowled them out for 218 with terry getting 3 wickets, and adrian and Corey picking up 2 wickets each. the following week we were washed out, corey did make 22 runs first though. (hows that for spin corey?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;round 2 we played harrington park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;now we have a history with this club, when we first started as a team in 2000/01  way back when we were in 9th grade. harrignton park were know as Catherine fields and the 9th grade side was known as the cowboys.  and we developed a friendly competition between us we played against them for 3 or 4 seasons and we never lost to them (maybe that was a bit of luck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;unfortunately the cowboys won a grandfinal ( we came 3rd that year) and moved up 2 grades and then Catherine fields became harrington park  we still didnt loose against them until ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so we started off last week we made a first innings total of 115 notes to brett who scored 58 (yes more then half the team total)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we then had them we then had them 6/63 to end the days play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;open this week and we need 4 wickets in less then 52 runs to win. they end up posting 184 declared with one bloke scoring 105. adrain 3-44 and terry 3-36. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; so we loose fist innings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we then go in to bat for bonus points. we were dropping like flies. loosing 5/43 then having a 58 pun partner ship with troy and adam taken us 6-101. we declared on 6-151 with adam making 82. special mentioned to jamie who keep up his end in the last 50 team runs with adam, making 13. adam ended up 82*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we then had 30 minutes to take 8 wickets (they had only 9 players to end the day) and they needed 80 runs so basically unless they started smashing them, we were playing for us to win and turn the game out of a lost. first over brett gets 2 wickets opening first ball wicket! adrian follows up the next over with a wicket and then brett takes a wicket in his next 2 overs making them 5/9!! i was excited the win was insight!. i was shaking! but a las time came and we didnt get the last much desired 3 scalps. they ended up 5/19 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stay tuned for next weeks game :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7708090167444401560?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7708090167444401560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7708090167444401560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7708090167444401560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7708090167444401560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/bradbury-v-harrington-park.html' title='Bradbury v Harrington Park'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2119946141493439726</id><published>2008-10-13T22:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:19:31.538+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>fauxmosexuals</title><content type='html'>this is a news artical that proves my previous blog post about &lt;a href="http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/bisexuality-cliche-and-do-i-want-it.html"&gt;bisexuality&lt;/a&gt;  so anyway here is the  report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="author_panel" class="author_panel"&gt;&lt;div id="author_panel_content" class="author_panel_content"&gt;&lt;div id="author"&gt;By Matt Bachl, ninemsn&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;FormatCaptionStartDate('article_update', false);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="additional_content"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                   &lt;div id="related_links"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                    &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px;"&gt;The boom in women pretending to be lesbians to attract attention is leaving a trail of emotional destruction, according to a social commentator.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Several high-profile relationships involving "real lesbians" and women more often linked to men — such as MTV's Ruby Rose and Jess Origliasso, and Samantha Ronson and Lindsay Lohan — have reportedly encouraged a wave of "fauxmosexuals" on the real life party circuit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/%5Cslideshowpopup.aspx?sectionid=6573&amp;amp;sectionname=slideshows&amp;amp;subsectionid=81665&amp;amp;subsectionname=lesbiankiss" onclick="return launch_popup('slideshow', '6573', '81665', 'slideshows', 'lesbiankiss')" target="new"&gt;PHOTOS: Invasion of the faux lesbians&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Gay social commentator Tim Duggan has described the "lesbian trend" as a fad which is actually doing "more damage than good".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Experimentation is healthy — what it leads to can sometimes be a great thing, but you need to wonder what effect [fake lesbians] are having on women," said Mr Duggan, co-founder of gay and lesbian site &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samesame.com.au/" target="_new"&gt;SameSame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  "Women who pretend to be lesbians do it to titillate men. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "The current trend of gay acceptance is a Trojan horse: on the surface it's 'wow, isn’t it great, it's being talked about', but it's not real acceptance — it's a titillating, easy-on-the-eyes acceptance." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Online gay forums are abuzz with talk of the "bogus lesbian" craze, with some questioning whether the trend is putting real homosexuals at risk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Where do these fauxmosexual fads leave queer teens once they're packed away in the cupboard (with other fads)?," user timbo84 wrote. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  "The statistic of 30 percent of teen suicides in the US being gay or lesbian teens is very distressing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Here's hoping pop culture moves on to focus on people like Ellen and Ian McKellen and not those who are just 'out' to make a buck!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Mr Duggan said the impact of "celesbians" — stars who use alternative lifestyles as marketing ploys — is something which can no longer be ignored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "When straight celebrities like Katy Perry come out and sing about kissing girls and liking it, you have to wonder what impact that has on the playground," he said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Perry rocketed to the top of the singles chart, both locally and overseas, after her song "I Kissed A Girl" became a worldwide smash. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  MTV VJ Ruby Rose was seen locking lips with Veronicas twin Jess Origliasso at a Sydney nightclub in March. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Rose, 22, later stressed the two were "just friends" during a tell-all interview where she revealed she came out when was just 12 years old. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Earlier this month, Rose was spotted kissing &lt;i&gt;Australia's Next Top Model&lt;/i&gt; contestant Samantha Downie at a &lt;i&gt;Rolling Stone&lt;/i&gt; magazine party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lisa/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img id="main_image" onclick="MoveImage(this);" onmouseover="MouseImage(this, 75)" onmouseout="MouseImage(this, 100)" src="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/img/2007/entertainment/1310_rubyrose_lg_s.jpg" alt="Celebrity lesbian flings, like the one between  MTV host Ruby Rose and the Veronicas Jess Origliasso, are being blamed for the surge of 'fauxmosexuals'." /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 435px; margin-left: 97.5px; display: block;" id="main_media_caption"&gt;Celebrity lesbian flings are being blamed for the surge of 'fauxmosexuals'.&lt;/div&gt;                              &lt;div id="image_2"&gt;&lt;img style="opacity: 1;" onclick="MoveImage(this);" onmouseover="MouseImage(this, 75)" onmouseout="MouseImage(this, 100)" src="http://images.ninemsn.com.au/resizer.aspx?url=http://news.ninemsn.com.au/img/2007/entertainment/1310_heche_lg_a.jpg&amp;amp;width=310" alt="Click on the secondary images to swap them with the main image." /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="image_2_caption"&gt;Anne Heche dumped talk-show host Ellen DeGeneres for a man in 2000. (AAP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="image_3"&gt;&lt;img style="opacity: 1;" onclick="MoveImage(this);" onmouseover="MouseImage(this, 75)" onmouseout="MouseImage(this, 100)" src="http://images.ninemsn.com.au/resizer.aspx?url=http://news.ninemsn.com.au/img/2007/entertainment/0807_ronsonlohan_sp_lg.jpg&amp;amp;width=310" alt="Click on the secondary images to swap them with the main image." /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="image_3_caption"&gt;Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson recently 'came out' about their relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                   &lt;div id="related_header"&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/5296464908914405487-2119946141493439726?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2119946141493439726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2119946141493439726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2119946141493439726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2119946141493439726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/fauxmosexuals.html' title='fauxmosexuals'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-602116952226790312</id><published>2008-10-13T14:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T22:20:11.400+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Docos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>a new blue harvest of hope</title><content type='html'>ok so most everyone knows that family guy did a star wars special last year. initially i wasnt sure i wanted to watch it cos as much as star wars freaks adrian and i am, i dont watch family guy. anyways we missed tapping it when it aired so we hired it today.&lt;br /&gt;man it is hilarious especially to star wars freaks. the whole episdoe takes of star wars almost shot for shot. it starts when there is a black out and peter tells them all a story "we will start at the beginning at episode 4"&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the best quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title card/crawl&lt;/b&gt;: A long time ago, but somehow in the future... It is a period of civil war and renegade paragraphs floating through space. There's cool space battles, and the bad guy is the good guy's dad. But you don't find that out 'til the next episode. And the hot chick is really the sister of the good guy, but they don't know it and they kiss. Which is kind of messed up. I mean, what if they had done it instead of just kissed? Angelina Jolie kissed her brother. Yeah, she did. You know it, I know it, and her dad knows it. That's why they hardly ever talk anymore. You can run away to Africa, but you can't run away from the truth. Oh, by the way, here's a tip for you: when this is over, go out and rent the movie "Gia." She's way naked in it, and makes out with another chick and everything. It's awesome. I stumbled across it late night on HBO after I had just got back from hockey, and I almost fainted. But I digest... Princess Leia was coming back from buying space groceries when this happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Peter (Han Solo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: This is a story of love and loss, fathers and sons, and the foresight to retain international merchandising rights. This is the story of Star Wars. Let's begin with Part Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 1&lt;/b&gt;: Hold your fire. There's no life forms aboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 2&lt;/b&gt;: Hold your fire? What, are we paying by the laser now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 2&lt;/b&gt;: You don't do the budget, Terry. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one funnier if you see it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: Any attack made by the Rebels against this station would be a useless gesture, no matter what technical data they've obtained. This station is now the ultimate power in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: That is fantastic. Terrific work. So no weaknesses at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: N... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You, uh, you hesitated there. Is there something I should know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: No, it's virtually indestructible, like 99.99%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Uh, okay, wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't ask what's the 0.01?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: Well, I mean, there's this little hole. It was kind of an aesthetic choice by the architect. And if you shoot a laser into this hole, the station blows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! That sounds like a pretty big design flaw, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: No, no, the hole's only two meters across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001842/"&gt;Mayor Adam West (Grand Moff Tarkin)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, that's no bigger than a womp rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: Exactly. And even to get within range of it, you have to skim along this whole trench. It's not a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Can't we board it up or, you know, put some plywood over it or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: Well, that would look terrible. I mean, we gotta think about resale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Resale? What are you talking about? This property is right above Sunset. The value is only going to go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: Lord Vader, your inside references to the Los Angeles real estate market haven't given you the clairvoyance to turn a profit on that condo in Glendale. Nor has it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Vader begins to choke him&lt;/i&gt;] I find your lack of faith disturbing. That property is in a prime location! Twenty minutes to the beach, twenty minutes to downtown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Tagge&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;choking&lt;/i&gt;] There's nothing to do downtown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001842/"&gt;Mayor Adam West (Grand Moff Tarkin)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Enough of this! Vader, release him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: As you wish.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;releases Tagge&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: All right, so were' going to plug up that hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, we can get it done tomorrow if price is no object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Ehhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer&lt;/b&gt;: We'll get estimates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Stewie (Darth Vader)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Get estimates, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0097504/"&gt;Barbara Pewterschmidt (Aunt Beru)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Tell Uncle Owen not to tell you that your father is Darth Vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0510754/"&gt;Rush Limbaugh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: My good friends, the liberal galactic media is at it again. They never stop. Now they're trying to convince us that Hoth is melting. Well, that's crazy, Just trying to scare us. And if that weren't enough to get you mad, we now have news that Lando Calrissian has been made the chief administrator of the Bespin mining facility. Gee, I wonder how he got that job. Well, let me tell you how he got that job. Affirmitive action strikes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Peter (Han Solo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'm Han Solo, captain of the Millenium Falcon, and the only actor whose career isn't destroyed by this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Peter (Han Solo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: We'll be safe enough once we make the jump to hyperspace. Besides, I know a few maneuvers. We'll lose'em.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;the Falcon starts listing lazily to the left&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001293/"&gt;Chris (Luke Skywalker)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Uh, that was your maneuver? Moving slightly to the left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0532235/"&gt;Peter (Han Solo)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, I mean we're not in the same place we were, huh? That ought to confuse'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001293/"&gt;Chris (Luke Skywalker)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah, but you hardly did anything. You just started listing lazily to the left. I'm pretty sure they can keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 1&lt;/b&gt;: Where did they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 2&lt;/b&gt;: There they are! They're listing lazily to the left. Go left, left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imperial Officer 1&lt;/b&gt;: Boy, this guy knows some maneuvers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i basically just copied the screen play put here is some clips ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_TNN9xV2MkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_TNN9xV2MkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcL6DwSufMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RcL6DwSufMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-602116952226790312?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/602116952226790312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=602116952226790312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/602116952226790312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/602116952226790312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-bule-harvest-of-hope.html' title='a new blue harvest of hope'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6829141777916096705</id><published>2008-10-13T12:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:25:21.139+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>thats like random...seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="article-publish"&gt;        &lt;p class="author"&gt;By Angela Saurine&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="published-date"&gt;October 13, 2008 01:00am&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;                         &lt;!-- Split page --&gt;               &lt;!-- Lead Content Panel --&gt;                            &lt;p class="standfirst"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block;"&gt;NEXT time you're at the pub and hear a glass smash, try to resist the urge to call out "taxi!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you want to catch up with a work contact, suggest something other than "let's do lunch".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And whatever you do, don't phone someone to "touch base".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's the verdict of fed-up Australians, who have voted on the most overused and hated phrases in a nationwide survey.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Social researcher Mark McCrindle found politicians, workmates and teenagers the worst cliche offenders.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When it came to political speak, the saying, "I'm not ruling anything out" was the most despised.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But overall, the phrase "at the end of the day" was the most irritating in the English language.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In social cliches, saying a person is hot and making a sizzling noise was also a big no-no.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But people appreciate it when you say "bless you" when someone sneezes or offer to "touch wood" on their behalf.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.australiaspeaks.com/" class="external"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Join the survey: Share your most hated cliches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Cliches are increasingly part of our society," Mr McCrindle said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"They bring a familiarity to conversations and they sometimes can fill in those awkward silences and keep things flowing. (But) they do tend to have a use-by date."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stephanie Rogers, 16, often annoys her mother Gabriela with typical Gen Y phrases. "She says 'whatever' with the whole rolling of the eyes," Mrs Rogers said. Stephanie also admitted to saying the word "like" too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i went looking for the full list but couldnt find it, disapointed but ill thought ill add the ones i use often and the ones i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i use : random, too funny, seriously, whats that about?, whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me know about other i use guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ones i cant stand: my bad, sick, bling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6829141777916096705?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6829141777916096705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6829141777916096705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6829141777916096705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6829141777916096705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-like-randomseriously.html' title='thats like random...seriously'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2151002712362383493</id><published>2008-10-13T11:10:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:57:22.238+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><title type='text'>dont leave your garden gnome out</title><content type='html'>i was reading in the paper today and &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,24484466-5006009,00.html"&gt;artical&lt;/a&gt; about the most stolen goods in Sydney according to suburb. it stated that thieves steal in their own area and what is in demand so it would be pointless to steal a drive across Sydney to steal a lawn mower and try and flogged it off to people who live in flats in the inner city. our area is true we always hear about stolen lawn mowers, whipper snippers, hoses, gnomes, and letter boxes&lt;br /&gt;here is the full list&lt;br /&gt;ASHFIELD&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Tool&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUBURN&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANKSTOWN&lt;br /&gt;1. Drug&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;3. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;4. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;5. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAULKHAM HILLS&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;3. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;4. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications Equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACKTOWN&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;3. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUE MOUNTAINS&lt;br /&gt;1. Home entertainment equipment&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;4. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;5. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTANY BAY&lt;br /&gt;1. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;2. Clothing&lt;br /&gt;3. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;4. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURWOOD&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;3. Clothing&lt;br /&gt;4. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;5 Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CAMDEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1. Tool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2. Gardening equipment and material &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3. Cash/document &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4. Jewellery - ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5. Hardware/building.decorating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;CAMPBELLTOWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;1. Cash/document &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2. Gardening equipment and material &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;3. Jewellery - ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;4. Hardware/building/decorating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5. Bicycle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANADA BAY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANTERBURY&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;3. Drug&lt;br /&gt;4. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;5. Miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIRFIELD&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;3. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;4. Home Entertainment Equipment&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWKESBURY&lt;br /&gt;1. Drug&lt;br /&gt;2. Tool&lt;br /&gt;3. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;4. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;5. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLROYD&lt;br /&gt;1. cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;4. Hardware/building.decorating&lt;br /&gt;5. Miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HORNSBY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Communication equipment&lt;br /&gt;4. Tool&lt;br /&gt;5. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOGARAH&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Sport - outdoor equipment&lt;br /&gt;3. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;5. Household item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KU-RING-GAI&lt;br /&gt;1. Drug&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;3. cash/document&lt;br /&gt;4 Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;5. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANE COVE&lt;br /&gt;1. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;2. Cash/Document&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;4. gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;5. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEICHHARDT&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;4. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;5. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVERPOOL&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;3. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;4. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;5. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANLY&lt;br /&gt;1. cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;3. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;5. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARRICKVILLE&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;3. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOSMAN&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;3. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;4. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;5. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NORTH SYDNEY&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;3. Miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARRAMATTA&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;3. Miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;4. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;5. Hardware/building/decorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENRITH&lt;br /&gt;1. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;2. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;3. Hardware/building.decorating&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDWICK&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Drug&lt;br /&gt;3. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;4. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;5. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYDE&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Garden equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;3. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;4. Clothing&lt;br /&gt;5. Communications Equipment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRATHFIELD&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;3. Gardening equipment and material&lt;br /&gt;4, Computer ware&lt;br /&gt;5. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUTHERLAND SHIRE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Jewellery - ring&lt;br /&gt;3. Communications equipment&lt;br /&gt;4. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;5. Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAVERLEY&lt;br /&gt;1. Cash/document&lt;br /&gt;2. Bicycle&lt;br /&gt;3. Credit card&lt;br /&gt;4. Personal item&lt;br /&gt;5. Miscellaneous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2151002712362383493?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2151002712362383493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2151002712362383493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2151002712362383493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2151002712362383493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-leave-your-garden-gnome-hammer-or.html' title='dont leave your garden gnome out'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8913440129662210574</id><published>2008-10-12T19:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:10:01.897+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Tatto 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SPHM3C_J1CI/AAAAAAAAABk/3O3hpeY_GIs/s1600-h/daffodil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SPHM3C_J1CI/AAAAAAAAABk/3O3hpeY_GIs/s320/daffodil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256207486184707106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have wanted a tattoo for as long as i could remember and had a heap of ideas but none really grabbed me that much either then the day after i was admitted to hospital and i was flicking through the &lt;a href="http://www.nswcc.org.au/"&gt;cancer council &lt;/a&gt;info &lt;a href="http://www.nswcc.org.au/editorial.asp?pageid=15"&gt;booklets&lt;/a&gt; (excellent little info books about all different things you need to know about cancer and treatment) i was looking at the daffodil symbol that use and  suddenly thought bingo when im done with chemo im getting one  on my left wrist to  signified that i  survived cancer/chemo and it  was also perfect cos daffodils are my fav flowers&lt;br /&gt;anyways i let my peeps know ( a friend was going to do it ) he said sure after chemo NOT during and last night he said im free tomorrow so up we went to get it&lt;br /&gt;so its dainty and cute im going to attach a picture of the symbol and will add a pic when its healed&lt;br /&gt;didnt hurt that much at all!! mum and Craig where there so they got one each too now i just need to figure out the places for the rest!! ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8913440129662210574?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8913440129662210574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8913440129662210574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8913440129662210574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8913440129662210574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/tatto-1.html' title='Tatto 1'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SPHM3C_J1CI/AAAAAAAAABk/3O3hpeY_GIs/s72-c/daffodil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2573497962528942208</id><published>2008-10-11T11:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:54:09.781+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>iblogging</title><content type='html'>So I'm posting this via my iPod. Yay I'm good. Well I'm sick again!! This is the 6th time I've been sick since I went back to work! This of course is all my fault because I acciddently put my white cell injection In the microwave instead of the fridge when I got home from my last chemo so making it useless and now I haven't had the boat for my imune system so I have been getting one cold after another! Which has done wonders for my skin! Its constantly dehydrated even though at minnum drink 2litters of water every day so I have spent a small fortune in skin care to repair it. I now use 3 moisturisors each morning. So I have had the best night sleep and Adrian made matters worse by letting jack sleep with us last night so I spent all night being punched and kicked by him! He is now too big to sleep with us. Another side note my iPod picks up a lot of my spelling and graamma mistakes and changers them for me which is great cos the ipod touch key board is very senitive.     &lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm off now cricket starts in an hour and I need to get out of bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2573497962528942208?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2573497962528942208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2573497962528942208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2573497962528942208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2573497962528942208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/iblogging.html' title='iblogging'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-730622101481020747</id><published>2008-10-09T18:49:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:44:24.368+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Marshmallow Choc chip Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SO3EVJdFHJI/AAAAAAAAABc/gbPNGMS3nVY/s1600-h/mashellow+muffins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SO3EVJdFHJI/AAAAAAAAABc/gbPNGMS3nVY/s320/mashellow+muffins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255072207805422738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marshmallow Choc chip muffin recipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of self raising flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;250grms of choc-chips&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;125g butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;mini marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;a teaspoon of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step 1 preheat oven to 180 degrees c, grease muffin pan.&lt;br /&gt;step 2 combine flour, sugar and choc chips&lt;br /&gt;step 3 add milk, butter, and vanilla essence  and egg and mix well&lt;br /&gt;step 4 spoon half of mixture into muffin tray, top with a few marshmallows and then top with rest of batter.&lt;br /&gt;step 5 bake for 20-25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a recipe i found in a kids cook book i brought to cook with the kids. they enjoyed cooking it but some hateed it for some weird reason lol.&lt;br /&gt;jack loves baking them and eating them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-730622101481020747?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/730622101481020747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=730622101481020747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/730622101481020747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/730622101481020747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/marshmallow-choc-chip-muffins.html' title='Marshmallow Choc chip Muffins'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SO3EVJdFHJI/AAAAAAAAABc/gbPNGMS3nVY/s72-c/mashellow+muffins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3748822159014375465</id><published>2008-10-05T19:19:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:45:36.437+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>Lost-in-Direction - Road Trip to Canberra</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jenny and I went to her sister-in-laws hens night yesterday. oh my god what a road trip!&lt;br /&gt;the hens night was in Canberra so we drove down for the weekend. we live 2.5 ho0urs drive north of Canberra and had planned to stay at my sister in law's Michelle's place. with the first event being at 12 noon we had left at 8.30 to give us plenty of time to get there and factor getting a bit lost and had time to have a cuppa at Michelle's and get changed before lunch. i had never driven to Canberra so i did not really know how to get to Michelle's place although i had been there a few times now. so Adrian had printed directions of google maps for me.&lt;br /&gt; i like to think i do have a pretty good scens of direction and can easily find my way again when i do get lost. and when it happens i dont get stressed out and generally work out that im lost early so its not that big a problem&lt;br /&gt;but even with the directions we got lost 2 or 3 times and called Adrian in the mist of a giggling fit to get direction which he couldnt help with. so called Michelle and left a msg on her mobile when she called me back 30 seconds later we had found our way again. and what got us lost was 1 round about that we had taken the wrong exit twice then missed a turn off to the suburb Michelle lives in. simple mistakes, but they were more stressful because we were running late. we had drove through a heavy storm between Bowral and Yass so that had slowed us down and even more so becuase im on my green p's i can still only go 100 km/ph&lt;br /&gt;so in the end it took us 3.5 hours to get to Canberra and arrived at lunch half an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was very nice we had go to Pialligo Estate Winery ( i didnt taste any wine cos i was driving was dying to taste the rose and resling )&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went to changed and headed off to after tea held at a house 5 min drive from Michelle's. nice after noon tea and some cool hens night games i have added to  the inventory&lt;br /&gt;then we left early to change again and get a cab form michelle's to dinner at the cbd.&lt;br /&gt;however when we came out on the main rd again to lead us back from Michelle's we went the wrong way and when that rd ended realised i had veared of the rd i though oh it musted of been becuase it was dark and just missed. so we did a uturn and headed back but trouble was when we got back to the street we had turned on to originally we thought we had come to far and u turned again and again ended up at the end of the main rd. that was when we realised we had turned the wrong way originally and when we took the 2nd uturn we had made a mistake so it took us over an hour to get back to Michell's place when it was a 5 min drive. so again we arrived at dinner 30 mins late.&lt;br /&gt;so this sound like we have no directional skills and are complete tragics but it was generally unusual to get that lost that many times for just silly mistakes by me anyway. it is people! everyone just seem to remember the times i get lost or get them lost not the times i drove my self places for  the first time with out directions without getting lost or anything and over all we did well. Canberra dose have confusing exist and roundabouts that are hard to use if you arent used to them.&lt;br /&gt;overall we had a fantastic time and met some great girls and had a good road trip&lt;br /&gt;today on the way home we didnt get lost once and had a good run back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3748822159014375465?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3748822159014375465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3748822159014375465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3748822159014375465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3748822159014375465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-in-direction-road-trip-to-canberra.html' title='Lost-in-Direction - Road Trip to Canberra'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8755479760135244770</id><published>2008-10-03T23:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:35:36.436+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>yay a new layout</title><content type='html'>a few months back i decided i needed a new layout i wanted to have the writing on white background so i found a layout and went to change it problem wasblogger decided it had a bug in the layout code so i have been stuck in between layouts for 2 months my aunty has just fixed it up for me though so i know have one yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont it look pretty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8755479760135244770?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8755479760135244770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8755479760135244770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8755479760135244770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8755479760135244770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-new-layout.html' title='yay a new layout'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2078878580773271664</id><published>2008-10-03T22:02:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:39:04.770+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>ILisa</title><content type='html'>yes im am ipod addict&lt;br /&gt;both adrian and i own ipods. we both brought them when they first arrived so he had an oiriginal one and i had an ipod mini (they were out so brief ppl forget they exists!) We have both since updated our ipods adrian started with the frist video ipods because his ipod was stolen and i just updated to the ipod touch, adrian got it for me for christmas....yes christams you read correctly its was on special with more the $100 off so he brought it early and i couldnt handle it having it in the house without using it so i got to have it earky in September! yay!&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i needed the update was my battery was dying in the old one and didnt last anymore.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a lengthy process to transfer songs to the new one. we had to get an update for our windows and then transfer all adrians songs form his to the pc for me to use as they werent on itune. its still not all done ands its now 3 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;but i do LOVE it.takes a while to get use to the different format. but it is basically a pda or teeny laptop ot "palmtop"at home i can use my wireless to go onto the net. yay fb on my ipod and even better cos its ipod its a safari browser!&lt;br /&gt;the other ipod thing i recently brought was an alam clock/ipod dock. adrian and i have always used our stero (in the lounge room so its blarring) to wake us up in the morning and wake up to merrick and rosso and kate ritchie breakie raido show. when we moved to mums we discovered we needed am alarm clock because after 8 years (thats how long we've been together but were both using this system before we met) its hard to wake up using another alarm.&lt;br /&gt;so i brought the ipod dock its is beyond cool not only does it dock the ipod to play it out the speakers and charge it, it has a fm brand, 2 separate alarms, and comes with 5 nature sounds of waves, rain, birds ect so yo can choose to wake up to the raidio, ipod or nature sounds. im in love1 now i can listen to music at night with out ear phones which i havnt been able to do since we started living together&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for future ipod accessory purchases (wish list a voice recorder)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2078878580773271664?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2078878580773271664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2078878580773271664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2078878580773271664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2078878580773271664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/10/ilisa.html' title='ILisa'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7522680972015847077</id><published>2008-09-29T19:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:46:09.959+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Consumer products'/><title type='text'>stupid product design</title><content type='html'>this going to seam like a really weird post well the subject matter is going to seem weird to blog about especially that this is being imported straight on to my face book profile and setting notifications to all my friends (thanks facebook ;) )&lt;br /&gt;well anyway who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a couple of days ago i notice that libra had designed these tin protector cases to keep ur pads in your handbag safely. i thought wow perfect for those when that fall out of ur bab at the most inconvenient time - at the check out getting ur wallet out, in the staff room on your lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but fashion has extended to inside ur undies now. u can get now can you tampons is a wide variety of different colours and patterns and pads all come in these funky designs too.&lt;br /&gt;anyays (a little side tracked) the next time i went shopping i brought a packet to get the tin only to be disappointed when i got home. i discovered it only fits one in like who only needs one for the day out? and it only fits the style that is sold with so all the others in the libra range cant fit, u would think they would make a standard size and to fit at least 2 pads.....what were they thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7522680972015847077?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7522680972015847077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7522680972015847077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7522680972015847077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7522680972015847077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/weird-blog-girls-only.html' title='stupid product design'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7785877188493536911</id><published>2008-09-28T22:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:39:25.759+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>the Rush is in</title><content type='html'>omg i have found a decent aussie drama. anyone who is familiar with aussie tv and i know i dont want to bag it out but good drams are far and few in between so i generally hesitate to try them out in the past i have watched mcleod daughters, water rats, secret life of us,  love my way, underbelly&lt;br /&gt;anyways we have started watching rush and im totally invested after 1 episode! okay thats not hard for me i invest quickly lol and that investment soon turns to obsession.&lt;br /&gt;its a melb based show which seem to be churning out the best lately. and its a drama not a soap a la all saints and what mcleods turned into.&lt;br /&gt;i started watching it purely because it had &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1122123/"&gt;Rodger Corser&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0612534/"&gt;Callan Mulvey&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0565805/"&gt;Catherine McClements&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0426170/"&gt;Samuel Johnson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the rest of the cast is also great hope this is long lived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also last week fell in love with jj abrams new show fringe which has josh jackson in who appearance in it made me watch it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7785877188493536911?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7785877188493536911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7785877188493536911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7785877188493536911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7785877188493536911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/rush-is-in.html' title='the Rush is in'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7641558045865039955</id><published>2008-09-28T16:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:46:39.534+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Living End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>all that i am hearing is white noise</title><content type='html'>we went to see the living end on tuesday night at the catho's new funtion room the cube. i had been dieing to see them for 11 years! when the first started out they were basedd in melb so no nsw gigs then i missed them when they went on tour when i was younger. &lt;div&gt;the concert was good. felt like a real concert cos it was standing room only. they opened up with "i cant give u what i havnt got" and played most songs from white noise their new album as well as some old faves. i  literal got goes-bumps when they started "prisoner of society"  after sitting at home when i was 16 watching the film clip on rage and getting the cd for my 17th bday which i played to death and ruined the cd thank got i ituned it b4 it really died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my feet were killing me and i was dead tired and had a pet scan the next morning but i could of had a longer set wish it started earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best bits when chris played his guitar with his empty vb bottle and jumped up on scott's base while scott played and chirs played his. awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay im so glad i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7641558045865039955?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7641558045865039955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7641558045865039955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7641558045865039955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7641558045865039955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-that-i-am-hearing-is-white-noise.html' title='all that i am hearing is white noise'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-322611805417355328</id><published>2008-09-21T17:54:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:36:39.613+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>moving hell</title><content type='html'>so we moved a fortnight ago. &lt;div&gt;on the 31st of august my old boss informed me she want me to move out of the house we rented off her asap, essentially evicting us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her issue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she had come on the my fb account and had read this blog via my imported notes. she took offense to two blog post. one about her not having my position to go back to work when i was ready and one about my sexuality. she also had issue of photos i had posted of her and me on there. and that i had my work details on my account. weird thing is, she doesn't have an account or net access at home. and my photos and work and contact details were on private settings. so if she had went on my profile and wasnt a friend yes she could read my blog (which has no personal details) but could not connect it to my work place. but she did see information that only my friends had access to so she saw my profile via one of my friends accounts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;needless to say she was very pissed off and printed all offending stuff off and said if i didnt take it off she would seek legal action against me. she was telling me my whole account was illegal!! and told me and adrian to move out. we did it in a week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she also told me that i should of never been a teacher again because i had cancer and would most likely would get sick again, that the drugs had "done stuff to my head", "i should move away and start afresh some where else", and that she thought i was going to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i turned my fb account private. deleted one of the post (the one about me bitching about her) she cant have say about the rest of blogs. i deleted the photos of her and me ect. and also deleted 8 friends that were connected to her since i could not be sure who dobbed me in for what i wrote as she said she was told by some one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet as you can see she hasnt made me afraid to post on my blog (i also changed my url address so anyone has my blog subscription u should update it ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she may claim she has a legal case against me but i have at least two against her at this stage so......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what ever  bitch!!&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/5296464908914405487-322611805417355328?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/322611805417355328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=322611805417355328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/322611805417355328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/322611805417355328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving-hell.html' title='moving hell'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8099091414755898202</id><published>2008-09-21T10:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:36:39.613+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>back to work</title><content type='html'>(i really need to update this :) )&lt;div&gt;ok so i went back to work on the 11th of august. after 7 months of being on sick leave i was looking forward to going back to work. initially i was feeling really nervous about going back to work as well as really missing it. when i was visiting work i would feel really out of place and i was worrying how i was going to cope going back to work and thought about having councilling before hand. i was worried that i would feel and act like i was when i first started and have to get used to EVERYTHING again. at home i would sit upstairs(i lived in a house attached to the preschool) and feel nervous and worry about going to work and as much as i missed it i was relieved to to be working there as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when my boss informed me she didn't have a position for me until january i was very pissed off and felt betrayed, i did understand the reasons why she didnt want me back until the new year but was upset she encouraged me to get another job and stay there if i liked it. i was confused why she was encouraging me to get a new job when i was a valued employee and a good friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i reached out to my former employer that i had left in 2006 to start my current position. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first day i wasnt very nervous or anxious at all. it felt like i was going back home. i love the kids and the girls i work with is great. it took about a fortnight to get back into the routine as i was little confused at times remembering what they did when i was there last time and my old jobs routine. i was very tired probably for the first month of working and occasionally still a bit tired now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i didnt tell my old boss i wasnt planning to go back there but she did know i was working and awkardly both preschools are 5 mins walking distances from each other.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end all the  worry and nerves i had about going back to work disappeared and i didnt need a councilling session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8099091414755898202?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8099091414755898202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8099091414755898202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8099091414755898202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8099091414755898202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-work.html' title='back to work'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6624541984059253159</id><published>2008-09-14T22:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:47:06.399+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Holiday to the Gold Coast</title><content type='html'>we went up to the gold coast the first week in august 5 days after my last chemo. what a packed holiday we flew up on saturday and went out to shoooters with kim, andrea and shane we drang soo much thanks to the bar girl who was charging us have price midori illusions without realising it but the next morning didnt feel like i was hung over or anything just a lot tired.&lt;br /&gt;on Tuesday we spent the day at &lt;a href="http://www.australiazoo.com/"&gt;australia zoo&lt;/a&gt;. what a zoo!, i had a great day it was fantastic!!! &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Steve&lt;/span&gt; and the Irwins have made a great zoo.&lt;br /&gt;the next day we hired a car and drove up to dream world. after dream world we drove up to andie and shanes house for the night. they live about an hour above dream world driving and ferry across to the island.&lt;br /&gt;on Thursday we went to the movies and had lunch with andrea. and then drove back to our resort.&lt;br /&gt;on Friday we pack in whale watching which was awesome and a 2 hour spar treatments and then the night at &lt;a href="http://www.draculas.com.au/goldcoast_queensland/index.asp"&gt;draculas &lt;/a&gt;with Micheal and Helen. i absolutely love Dracula's and will go there every time i go up to surfers and would love them to bring a show to Sydney!! must see if your in qld or melb&lt;br /&gt;we then flew out on Saturday morning :( over way to soon i was exhausted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6624541984059253159?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6624541984059253159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6624541984059253159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6624541984059253159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6624541984059253159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-to-gold-coast.html' title='Holiday to the Gold Coast'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1880291615501829490</id><published>2008-08-31T12:59:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:36:07.951+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemo day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Last Chemo .....for now, hopefully forever</title><content type='html'>so i had my last chemo on the 29th of july. i was very excited and looked forward to this day coming, but when it finally got here i was sad. i had brought chocolates and cards for all of nurses and almost spent the whole day crying. it was very surreal getting to the end but id be naive not to know that it may come back again at some point. i'll have to have PET scans every 3 months for 2 years then every 6 months for the next 3 years then every year and eventually every 2 years. i might feel like im always will be watching my back lol.&lt;div&gt;i had a ct scan a few days later and it all looked cleared but am yet to have a PET scan yet i need to fit it in when i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1880291615501829490?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1880291615501829490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1880291615501829490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1880291615501829490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1880291615501829490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-chemo-for-now-hopefully-forever.html' title='Last Chemo .....for now, hopefully forever'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8112975604694347350</id><published>2008-08-31T11:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:36:17.157+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>hi im back</title><content type='html'>okay it has been over a month since i have posted and im soo sorry but have been run of my feet of late look out for many posts as i have lots to say as always ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8112975604694347350?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8112975604694347350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8112975604694347350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8112975604694347350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8112975604694347350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi-im-back.html' title='hi im back'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-9070230485992551029</id><published>2008-07-28T00:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:47:39.811+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Passion overdone</title><content type='html'>we watched the passion of the christ tonight. i had wanted to watch it for some time. i actually really wanted to watch it on its original released date, which was ash wednesday. thank god i didnt, i think it would of been the first movie i ever walked out on ( i generally dont believe walking out on films because u pay good money to watch them ) &lt;div&gt;it was the most violent film i have ever watched and im a huge fan of violent films. in consist of 10 minutes where Jesus gets beaten, whipped and flayed to an inch of his life where strips of his flesh are torn off his body and this is all before the stations of the cross and the crucifixion. half way through this i mentally turned off the movie. i started whinging that the movie was anti-semitic and saying that mel gibson only put this movie on for his own sadistic pleasure. i expected the violence but it was way to much, the movie should of focused on the teachings of Jesus rather the horrifying violence that gibson increased with theatrical license. i was that convinced it was going way over the top i spent the rest of the movie reading 6 gospels to prove it. then i spent an hour researching on the wikipedia the movie and its accuracy and controversy over its anti semitic interpretations. gibson states its not suppose to be anti-semitic that it just shows the truth of the crucifixion of Jesus but i just cant believe that after watching the film. and even though Jesus's death was brutal and violent i still dont believe gibson can justified the violence in the film, which he claims he put in to shock ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was sadly disappointed in this film i was expecting it to inspire my faith, which it didnt (even though i did read gospels it was more about proving my point rather then for my faith.&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/5296464908914405487-9070230485992551029?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5021974184935493108</id><published>2008-07-27T12:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:48:11.916+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Living in the Nest</title><content type='html'>Adrian discovered this great reality show on SBS recently. its a show about kids in their 20's still living at home and why and the explore the myths and real reasons why kids in their 20's still live at home with their parents. the show features 3 families &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Currans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and Kerri have at least 3 children which includes 27 yr old Jeremy. Jeremy has a well paying job, a nice car and also has the disposable income of 3 other means including internet trading. Jeremy says he lives at home for the financial security. this means he can gamble 80k on the stock market, travel over seas and still know he has a home to go home to. Jeremy has moved out before and has also lived over seas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Troches&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oscar and Marta and their only child 25 yr old Anielka. Anielka is a full time student and works part time. she borrows her parents car and the most shoking thing is she has no bank account in stead her pay goes into her fathers account and he gives her cash as she needs it. this is because at one stage Anielka spent all her pay in one go so she cant be trusted with her own money. she did move out when she was younger but had a falling out with her room mates so she moved back home. the family even relocated to a bigger house to accommodate a growing Anielka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wilkinsons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul and Jenny's 4 children all still live at home in their large family home and all pay bored which the Wilkinsons need to maintain the mortgage on  their home. they are a tight-nit family where everyone seems to be enjoying the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott 27yrs, Scott works full time, own business installing car air conditioners. he has designed a system for improving car engine running. he was living out of home but moved back in when Jenny was diagnosed with breasts cancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron 26yrs. his girlfriend, Fernanda also lives at home with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tara 23yrs is a working full time as a receptionist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elise 20 yrs is a fulltime child care worker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first experiment is moving the children out. they move tara and elise into house. this is for under 25s. and scott, aaron, fernanda, anilka, and jeremy are moved out together in the over 25 house. this is because their is diffrent myths for different ages. they are giving $500 each to kit out the house and can bring anything they want from home. the myths are that its too expensive to move out of home and ppl find it hard to share houses. in less then a day both houses are fully furnitured and they have moved in. the next experiment their bankcards and credit cards are taking away and they are given an average pay to live off that has the expenses already taken out. they are to record all their expenditure. this throws all of them into discomfort as they are all used to having more money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meanwhile the parents are enjoying their new found freedom particularly the troches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone settles in ver quikly elise and tara seem very successful able to mange their money and enjoying living out of home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anilka is still dependent on her parents she is borrowing their car still, and her parents are often at the share house. she also has trouble living with her house mates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next part they move the kids back in. much to every ones dismay. anilka parents have new rules for her about her role in the house as does jeremy and his rent is also increased ($300 a week!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then roles are reversed so each person can appreciate others roles in  the house. its revealed jeremy does "sweet FA" as he puts it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anilka relishes in the roles reversal with her being completely nasty to her parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this whole show surprises me. i myself who moved out at 18 have trouble imagining why you would choose to live at home if you had the finical stability to move out. the troches seem to have a 3 person marriage and anikla has the impression she imposes herself onto her parents marriage and fights constantly with her father. what 25 yr old dosnt have a bank account? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the series ends next week. it looks like jeremy will stay at home even though it is very easy for him to move out his girlfriend even found him a share house right in t he cbd for less rent then he pays to his parents. anilka looks like she will move out. and unfortnualty the wilkinsons will have to sell their beloved family home that they have raised all their children in as the children move out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5021974184935493108?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5021974184935493108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5021974184935493108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5021974184935493108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5021974184935493108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-in-nest.html' title='Living in the Nest'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5217438139241423997</id><published>2008-07-26T22:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:48:47.371+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite movies a-z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Favourite Movies A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;im using my massive dvd collection and my wish list for this list and i still think it will be incomplete but its the best i could do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0163651/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;American Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; trilogy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;have to say the trilogy as they all go together but the original is the best obviously it was beyond funny when  i went to see it when i was 17. american pie 2 was all so great because all the cast reprised their roles and was faithful to the original. now the wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;funny but they felt the need to outdo the previous two films with "jim embarrassing moments" and "stiffler gross moments" which were ott by the 3rd installments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;table class="cast" style="line-height: 131%; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004755/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0004755/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTg4NTc0OTk1OF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzgzNzc3MQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004755/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jason Biggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002448/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jim Levenstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005098/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0005098/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTQ3NTc4OTA2NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDI2NjQxMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005098/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Chris Klein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002450/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Chris 'Oz' Ostreicher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005272/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0005272/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTkyNjY1Mzk4Nl5BMl5BanBnXkFyZXN1bWU@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005272/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thomas Ian Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002454/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kevin Myers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0004989/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTMzMzg2MzE0NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTU3OTYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Alyson Hannigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002441/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Michelle Flaherty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002436/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0002436/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTQyODQ5MTUwMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMzU3OTYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002436/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Shannon Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002447/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005346/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0005346/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTc3MzMwNjg1OV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDQ1NjYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005346/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tara Reid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002443/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Victoria 'Vicky' Lathum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0858776/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0858776/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTQzNjA2MDg1Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzYyMTUxMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0858776/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eddie Kaye Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002451/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Paul Finch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005405/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0005405/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTUyMjc5NjQ3MF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTI4OTYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005405/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seann William Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002440/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Steve Stifler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (as Seann W. Scott)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0506405/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0506405/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTY1ODYxMjYwN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwODM4ODQxMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0506405/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eugene Levy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002453/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jim's Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005169/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0005169/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTkyNjM1OTgzMV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwOTgxNzQxMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005169/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Natasha Lyonne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002449/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002546/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0002546/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTIwNjU5Mjg0MV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjMyNjUzMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002546/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mena Suvari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002442/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Heather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0177639/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0177639/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTI3ODgyODQyOF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMDYwNjYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0177639/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jennifer Coolidge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002444/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Stifler's Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005405/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Steve Stifler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: I say, why don't you guys locate your dicks, remove the shrink wrap, and fucking *use* them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005098/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Chris "Oz" Ostreicher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Suck me beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;while looking at a picture of Stifler's mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0158626/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MILF Guy #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Dude that chick's a MILF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0410835/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MILF Guy #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: What to hell is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0158626/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MILF Guy #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: M-I-L-F Mom I'd Like to Fuck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0410835/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MILF Guy #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Yeah dude! Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0654104/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Chuck Sherman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: I'm a sophisticated sex robot, sent back in time to change the future for one lucky lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Trivia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The tuxedo that Sherman wears to the prom is the same one that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000114/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Steve Buscemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; wore in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120888/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Wedding Singer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1998).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The line, "Say my name, bitch," from the scene between Jason and Michelle was ad-libbed on the spot by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004989/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Alyson Hannigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. The director and producer found it so amusing that it was kept in the final cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0169547/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;American Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i know people are groning. we went to see this at the cinemas and i was the only one who liked it. i'm particle to kevin spacy films though. and he def deserved his oscar for this film &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;table class="cast" style="line-height: 131%; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0000228/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BNTk5MTI0NjIxN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjk0NzYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kevin Spacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002018/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0000906/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjY0NjUxMzMwM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTM4NTE0MQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Annette Bening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002023/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000301/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0000301/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTY0MzUwNDA3MF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjk0NjYyMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000301/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thora Birch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002020/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jane Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(240, 241, 247); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004747/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0004747/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTgyMTgxMTI2Nl5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjYyNjQxMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004747/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wes Bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002024/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ricky Fitts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="odd" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(250, 250, 250); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="hs" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-right: 0.5em; width: 24px; padding-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002546/" onclick="(new Image()).src='/rg/title-tease/tinyhead/images/b.gif?link=/name/nm0002546/';" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTIwNjU5Mjg0MV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjMyNjUzMQ@@._V1._SX23_SY30_.jpg" width="23" height="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="nm" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002546/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mena Suvari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="ddd" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="char" style="height: 36px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); vertical-align: middle; padding-left: 0.5em; padding-right: 0.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0002019/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Angela Hayes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Uh, whose car is that out front? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Mine. 1970 Pontiac Firebird. The car I've always wanted and now I have it. I rule! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;hr width="30%" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-right-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-left-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-style: initial; height: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; clear: none; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a name="qt0159756"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: This is a $4,000 sofa, upholstered in Italian silk. It is not just a couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;shouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;] It's just a couch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Your father and I were just discussing his day at work. Why don't you tell our daughter about it, honey? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Janie, today I quit my job. And then I told my boss to go fuck himself, and then I blackmailed him for almost sixty thousand dollars. Pass the asparagus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Your father seems to think this type of behavior is something to be proud of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: And your mother seems to prefer I go through life like a fucking prisoner while she keeps my dick in a mason jar under the sink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: How dare you speak to me that way in front of her. And I marvel that you can be so contemptuous of me, on the same day that you LOSE your job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Lose it? I didn't lose it. It's not like, "Whoops! Where'd my job go?" I QUIT. Someone pass me the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; asparagus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: I am sick and tired of being treated like I don't exist. You two do whatever you want, whenever you want to do it, and I don't complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000906/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Carolyn Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: Oh, you don't complain? Then I must be psychotic, then! What is this? Yeah, let's bring in the laugh-meter and see how loud it gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester throws the asparagus plate at the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;] Don't interrupt me, honey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;sits back down to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;] Oh, yeah, and one more thing, from now on we're going to have alternate dinner music because frankly - and I don't think I'm alone here - &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;looks in Jane's direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;: I'm tired of this Lawrence Welk shit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Trivia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The last name of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002546/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mena Suvari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;'s character, Angela Hayes, is probably a reference to the last name of Lolita Haze, from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0618603/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Vladimir Nabokov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; novel "Lolita."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lester Burnham, a middle-aged man who develops an infatuation with an adolescent girl, is an update of Humbert Humbert from the classic novel "Lolita." "Lester Burnham" is an anagram for "Humbert learns."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Like his earlier film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114814/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1995), this film ends with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000228/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kevin Spacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; voice-over, with the screen fading to black before he speaks the final words. ("You will someday" in this film; "He's gone" in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114814/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1995).)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In Lester's cubicle we see a small movie poster for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0114814/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1995).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0919369/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0919369/" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5217438139241423997?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5217438139241423997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5217438139241423997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5217438139241423997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5217438139241423997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/favourite-movies.html' title='Favourite Movies A'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3268648854999832453</id><published>2008-07-26T22:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:39:08.285+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Gangster Names</title><content type='html'>i did this application on face book to see what my alternative names are i was amused with the results &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="header"&gt;If You A&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th class="header"&gt;Your Name Would Be&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;DJ&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;L Dow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Porn Star&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Bowie Watt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Rock Star&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Pink Auddi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Rock Band&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Lisey 27&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Punk Band&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Happy Freaks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Detective&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;London Lisey&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Gangsta&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;L Pink&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Prank Caller&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Bowie AdvarkLips&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Super Hero&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Private Aussie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="even" style="background-color: rgb(233, 233, 233); "&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Stripper&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Ruby Maree&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Smurf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; text-align: left; "&gt;Crazy Smurf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3268648854999832453?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3268648854999832453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3268648854999832453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3268648854999832453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3268648854999832453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/gangster-names.html' title='Gangster Names'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8369901994554327811</id><published>2008-07-26T11:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:49:11.706+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipees'/><title type='text'>Macaroni and Tofu Bake....Actually YUM!!</title><content type='html'>adrian and i collect cook books, at one stage we had more then 50!. we culled them down and now have less, we probably have 20 now. we dont use them enough and i complain about it. adrian also buys &lt;a href="http://www.australiangoodtaste.com.au/"&gt;Good Taste Magazine&lt;/a&gt; every month from Woolworth's. i have now made a rule that we need to cook the recipes out of the magazine if he wants to buy it. so last night we decided to make Cauliflower and Bacon Macaroni Cheese. i changed it up a bit, by adding broccoli and using tofu "cream" cheese because adrian couldnt find normal cream cheese at woolies. it was very yum. so here is the recipe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ingredients &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;290g of pasta (we used macaroni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cauliflower cut into small pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;broccoli cut into small pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;250g diced bacon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 brown onion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1tsp of crushed/minced garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;250g cream cheese (we used tofu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 1/2 cups of milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbs of dijon mustard (i used american mustard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;150g of grated cheese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2tbs fresh parsley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. in a large sauce pan of boiling salted water boil the pasta for 8-9 minutes or until al dente. steam the vegetables. saute the bacon and onions with the garlic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. in a blender combine the cream cheese, milk and mustard. add salt and pepper to taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. in a large bowl combine all ingredients except for 1/3 of the cheese &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. pour into a large oven dish and bake in a pre heated oven for 20 minutes on 220 degrees. then grill for 5 minutes of until cheese is browned. &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/5296464908914405487-8369901994554327811?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8369901994554327811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8369901994554327811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8369901994554327811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8369901994554327811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/macaroni-and-tofu-bakeactually-yum.html' title='Macaroni and Tofu Bake....Actually YUM!!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6808602396515969044</id><published>2008-07-25T21:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:49:41.316+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourite music a-z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Fave Music A</title><content type='html'>this may be harder then i thought!. if your reading this via my facebook u need to click the original version link to see the post properly on my blogger site.&lt;div&gt;so fave music for A is 3 ppl/groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABBA - i never thought i was an abba fan, but going through my ipod and itunes i have heaps of abba songs and so i guess i am. the winner takes it all is my favourite song. just because its not the typical song of abba's everyone likes and i liked the emotions agnetha shows in the film-clip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xK3mVxGfzPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xK3mVxGfzPY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda marshall - i'll be okay, i loved this song from hearing it on the My best friends wedding soundtrack. the clip is just audio.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1EaWA6E0Q4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R1EaWA6E0Q4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american hi fi - the art of loosing. i loved this from watching dawson creek. its a Jack song it plays it the final when he gets pulled over driving through capeside by doug witter. (this means nothing to no DC fans but i love that moment) i absoultly adore this song and can literally listen to it all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YG00bdl0EoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YG00bdl0EoA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6808602396515969044?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6808602396515969044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6808602396515969044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6808602396515969044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6808602396515969044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/fave-music.html' title='Fave Music A'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7324898017558294043</id><published>2008-07-24T19:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:34:31.230+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>blog lifting....but music is sex</title><content type='html'>okay i saw this idea on my aunty's blog where she list her fav music a-z with youtube clips of vidoe clips i thought this was a great idea for someone who loves mucis as much as i do and find if difficult to "name my fav artist/group"&lt;br /&gt;i love music so much always have bascially i equate music to sex. and if its not loud its not worth listening to! so when im driving around the music is blaring. adrian hates this. in his old age (when i first met him, i loved how he listened to music, you could hear him coming from streets away) he says that the music dosnt need to be above a 9 level in our car, when i love to listen to it at 25!&lt;br /&gt;so stay tune for future post on this subject :)&lt;br /&gt;im also going to do a movie version of it as well. im such a movie buff and am frequently on IMDB i thought id also compile a list of my fav movies a-z which will include quotes and trivia from the movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7324898017558294043?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7324898017558294043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7324898017558294043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Ghost make a lite sleeper lighter</title><content type='html'>so I'm fully aware how much of a freak im going to sound with this post but hre goes....&lt;br /&gt;a couple of months ago for about a fortnight my lamp on my bedside table tuned its self on and off. it is a touch lamp , and no i didnt accidentally knock it. it took a couple of times for me to figure ou it was the lamp and not a random flash of light. weird thing is it dosnt flash through the dimmers that touch lamps have it flicks on straight to full light then off.&lt;br /&gt;it only happens occasionally on my lamp now but every night Adrian's lamp now does it. the weirdest thing is it happens between 2.30 -3.00 am.  every night! so if im not awake it manges to wake me up. it is now kinda freaking me out to an extent. is it a ghost? or is it an electrical problem with our lamps? both lamps? but it happens same time every night. same time!&lt;br /&gt;very weird!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3634250302624466405?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3634250302624466405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3634250302624466405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3634250302624466405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3634250302624466405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/ghost-make-lite-sleeper-lighter.html' title='Ghost make a lite sleeper lighter'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6378582362454924766</id><published>2008-07-22T18:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:50:11.072+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Giant Questionair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;okay so im blog lifting this form my aunty's blog but i cant help myself i love answering questions :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Information:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lisa Maree Dowdell (nee McInnes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 172cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight/Build: Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair color and style: short dark brown. i normally wear it shoulder/chin length though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinguishing physical characteristics: mmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distinguishing mannerisms: i talk with my hands, and run my hands through my hair a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date of Birth: 2nd july 1981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place of Birth: Liverpool, New South Wales, Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I grew up: Liverpool and Campbelltown, New South Wales, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s name: Kym Maree Andrew (nee Bennett)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father’s name: Gary Paul McInnes (but known as Quince)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Father's Name: Craig Phillip Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name(s) of siblings: Paul (22) Beth (17) John (step, 15), George (step, 13) Connie (step, 12) Jack (5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of spouse/love interest: Adrian Dowdell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name(s) children: none yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorites:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: PINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite kind of music: Rock from the 60-80s i like pop/retro too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite songs: i have way to many favorites to pick just one or even 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite poems: i dont think i have one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite season: Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite holiday (and why): Honeymoon to Surfers Paradise 2002, um becuase it was my honeymoon, and my first official holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite holiday (and why): i dont think i have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about holidays in general: i like holidays :) i enjoy them more now cos im working,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about New Year’s: great time to party and get drunk with my friends, which generally ends up with me doing something stupid, liek last year i tried to drink frozen vodka slushis straight from the machine and i also thought i could sing Khe Sahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about Valentine’s Day: pointless holiday i dont feel the need to celebarte or even acknowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about St. Patrick’s Day: i like st pats day cos its the day after my anniversary and i have irish friends and my name is now irish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about Easter: i enjoy easter, i enjoy the religious significance and probably observe easter more reliogious then Christmas, i do ash Wednesday, shrove Tuesday, good Friday and participate in lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about Halloween: i didnt grow up with holloween so i dont care about it, its my aunty's bday and also my brother georges bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about Thanksgiving: we dont celebrate thanksgiving in aus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings about Christmas: i love everything about christmas aswell, and its the only time i go to mass (it should be much more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite movies: Grease, Sound of Music, Dirty Dancing, Notebook, Chicago (noticing the theme there?) Pulp Fiction, Godfather, Resviour Dogs, Harry met Sally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite T.V. shows: So you think you can dance, amazing Race, next top model, biggest losser&lt;br /&gt;CSI, CSI NY, Law and order, SVU, Cold Case&lt;br /&gt;Desperate housewives, Lost, Brother and Sisters, Greys Anotonmy, House, Big Love, Weeds, Nip/Tuck, ER&lt;br /&gt;Jepordy&lt;br /&gt;Friends, Will and Grace&lt;br /&gt;Jon and kate plus 8&lt;br /&gt;(god watch tv much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite wild animal: i love lions and tigers cant wait to go to tiger island in a weeks time they just had cubs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite domestic animal: Dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a pet, it would be: i have a dog and a blue tongue lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite alcoholic beverage is: Midori (with lemonade, illusion shots or splice) appletinies, melon champagne, Rum (bundy and coke, bundy and bundy ginger beer otherwise known as a dark and stormy). Desert white wines or a Rose. (favs are from Lucy's run, Brown brothers, Ernest Hill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite non-alcoholic beverage is: Water, Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite meal is: Pasta or Roasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite snack is: Pies(apple), Chocolate, Chips and popcorn, i love fruit too :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite dessert is: Apple pie, Mud cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite fruit is: Passion fruit, cherrys, pinapples, kewii fruit, bananas, melons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite vegetable is: Brocoli, cabbage, sweet potato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite people are: Adrian, Mum, Jen, actually all my immediate family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite people are: annoying ppl, ( ill say in general ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to watch these sports: CRICKET, AFL, NRL, RU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to participate in these sports or exercises: ummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite teams are: SWANS, KNIGHTS, WARATAHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite newspaper cartoon is: i loved fred basset when i was younger and used to collect his cartoons they rnt in the paper anymore though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite T.V. cartoon is: Simpsons, Rugrats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite manner of dress is: Casual, jeans and t shirt, hoodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes are: great i wish i had more style and money for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My signature scent: i wish i had one, i love romance by ralph lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hobbies are: Reading, scrap booking, adrain's cricket team, facebokking, blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collect: salt and pepper shakers, Matryoshka dolls, and worry dolls, teddy bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My occupation is: Preschool Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My politics are: liberal (meaning im up for rights of everyone, stem cell research, gay marriages, ect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My religion is: Catholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this about religion: I love religion, i actaully love studying it, and i wish i had more faith, power of faith and pray is invaluable to a person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social life: Is not as exciting as i would like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal mate: A person who gets me and i can be totally honest with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ideal date: a nice meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel about sex: It's great, who dosnt want more of it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage: is great i love being married, but dont think everyone should or have to be married. sometimes a commitment is just as important as the paper. but i think everyone should really look into the reasons why they are marring before they do get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divorce: is not for me i married for life. but i also understand that if things were bad ( i mean really bad) between adrian and myself i would go. i believe that if it is bad between a couple they should divorce rather then stay "just for the kids" its just harder on the children when they are fighting. but i think you both need to earn you way out of the marriage, try everything before accepting its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is: One of the most valuable things you'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowds: ?? very important at sports games, but i would rather go shopping without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racism: Not to be tolerated at any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If money were no object: i build my dream house and preschool, give to charities and have an extra large family (probably adopt too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had three wishes: Fall pregnant, win the lottery ( to do the above), cure for aids and cancer, environmental fixes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My country: australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest strengths are: my optimism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest weaknesses are: procrastinating and useless worrying, and obsessivenesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest fears are: drowning, chocking, germs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also afraid of: mirrors, spiders, &amp;amp; clowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard for me to: not to obsess over things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things make me angry: ignorance, intolerance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things make me sad: inability to fall pregnant, injustice, cruelty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things make me happy: family and friends, good food, great movies/tv, and great crciekt and footy, baths, massages, haircuts, manis and pedis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most dangerous thing I ever did: have chemo (it scares me that one of the side effects was an increase risk of cancer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt heroic when: I handled being diagnosed with cancer and was strong for my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a coward when: avoid things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite possessions: photos, scrapbooks, my dolls and teddies (yes this include muffy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust these people: adrian, mum and jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my mother is: great its a total open relationship i can tel her anything even our sex lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my father is: also good, its not as strong as when i was little but its not dysfunctional either and id be lost without him. i probably take him for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my sibling(s) is: im close with all of them and would hate to lose any of them, each one is a unique relationship to itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some scents that evoke positive emotions: cooking, vanilla, beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some scents that evoke negative emotions: lavender i hate lavender and everyone things is fucking awesome i dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things are in my pockets / purse: tissues, cards(lots of them) phone, ipod, camera, photos (thats my handbag) (wallet- cards, money, photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my favorite quotes: "once i frew like raphel, but it has taken a lifetime to draw like a child"-picaso and "if the grass is greener on the otherside, water your lawn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Childhood:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earliest memory: hiding under my gandmothers bed with my aunty when i was 6 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite toy as a child: muffy a stuff dog that mum brought for 50 cent to stop me rolling on my stomach or back when i was a baby, he went everywhere with me for my first 10 years, and came to my wedding, adrian even brought him to the hospital for me when i was admitted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, my mother: bake apple pies, teach me games,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, my father: take me to the footy, read to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, my sibling(s): younger then me so some wernt born yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother’s cooking: Was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father’s cooking: also excellent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother always said: "you half job everything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father always said: "clamper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents: look after me when mum went backto work and during school holidays, and i was very close to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extended family: would come over frequently or we went there mostly, had periods of time though we didnt see some for months at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pets I remember: i had heaps of dogs, birds, fish, lizards, cats, frogs, turtles, hermit crabs, guinea pigs and a rabbit, and a sheep at one time (sounds like we lived on a farm but we lived in normal suburbia, we just were aloud to have many pets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house where I lived as a child: i moved 9 times before i was 9. the house we eventually settle into was a 3 bedroom house in watt street, leumeah (suburb of campbelltown) nsw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend when I was a child: i didnt have a best friend really until highschool, and jen became my bestie when i was in yr 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of school: confusing and exciting. i was a "M" meaning i started on day 2 and for a long time i thought i started half way though the year because other kids showed me around who had started on day 1 (the first half of the alphabet) i was excited to go and thought kids who cried were babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite elementary school teacher: mr Natress, my yr 5 teacher, he was the best teacher great at capturing the class and i had huge respect for him, and when i failed to do my home work once i felt ashamed i let him down, he also started my love of maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite elementary school teacher: have to be mr harrison my yr 3 teacher at the time i had a ball in his class but he was hopeless and let me get away with everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I liked to play: Hand ball, ride my bike, bush walk, play back yard cricket, build cubbies, play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I didn’t get along with: a lot of kids sometimes i kinda bounced around groups for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best Halloween costume: i did halloween once when i was 10 i dressed up as a witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Christmas: they were all pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst Christmas: the year my grandfather died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite T.V. shows: As a kid? - batman and robin, bewitched, brady bunch, i dream of jeanie, (yes lots of re runs )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite movies: wizard of oz, sound of music, sleeping beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite books: beatrix potter books, magic porridge, suggle pot and cuddle pie, 3 billy goats gruff, rupunzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite foods: baked dinners and apple pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best party I attended as a child: my 8th birthday and my cousins bday at maccas oh and new years eve parties particularly 1989 in was the day b4 my cousin was born and remember my aunty being scared that she was going to go into labour that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst party I attended as a child: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, religion: wasnt important or influence by my parents but i went to scripture lessons and enjoyed them and had a sense of faith my self, i enjoyed my holy communion and going to bible studies as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In elementary school, I was this kind of student: that plotted along i only become a good student when i made the effort my early teachers certinatly didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior High and High School Years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior high school was: enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite junior high teacher was: mr edwards my English teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite junior high teacher was: mr hamer my japanese teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of high school was: exciting and nerve racking i just wanted to be put into classes with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite subject in high school was: math, english, geography and science (okay nerd much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite subject in high school was: PE/Sport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite high school teacher was: im taking this as yr 11 and 12, Mr Keogh my math teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite high school teacher was: again mr hamer my jap teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, I was involved in: just class work no extra curricula stuff for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports: no sports but the ones i had to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music same music as i like today basically, INXS, stones, beatles, u2, talking heads, silverchiar. i also like backstreet boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extracurricular activities meant this to me: umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who influenced me most in high school was: mr edwards i suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends were: jen, casey, kim, andrea, melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend was: jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get along with: i didnt not get along with anyone really just some kids you dont click with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first date: was with Adrian to a chinnese restaurant in bowral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriends / boyfriends were: no bf in high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an unrequited crush on: man who didnt i have a crush on lol, David and Ethan were the big ones though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite books: VC andrews books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite movies: romeo and juliet, resvior dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite T.V. shows: friends, dawsons creek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion: catholic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A party I enjoyed: after the yr 12 formal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A party I didn’t enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought drugs were: not to be messed with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most embarrassing moment was: reading in front of the class and crying during a speach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best memories of high school are: lunch time with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worst memories of high school are: fighting with my japanese teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager, my sibling(s): anoying little pest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned to drive when: i was 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first car: daewoo lanos was the car i learnt to drive in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best and Worst:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I ever did for my mother: love her?.....support her when she needed it the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing I ever did to my mother: fight with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I ever did for my father: ? shares his interest i suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing I ever did to my father: encouraged mum to leave him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I ever did for my sibling(s): be there for them and support them when they needed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing I ever did to my sibling(s): probably tell them off, they hate me bossing them around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing my mother ever did for me: give birth to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing my mother ever did to me: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing my father ever did for me: parent me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing my father ever did for me: blame me for his and mums separation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing my sibling(s) ever did for me: be my siblings, be there when i needed them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing my sibling(s) ever did for me: tell me they hated me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing anyone ever did for me: marry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing anyone ever did to me:betray my trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that ever happened to me: getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing that ever happened to me: infertility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best day of my life: My wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst day of my life: when my grandfather died, being diagnosed with PCOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst decision I ever made: i dont know i dont regret my decisions by i regret how i went about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best decision I ever made: getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;College / University:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was: enjoyable and inspiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends in college were: tristian and melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college, I liked: child dev and play sessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated: boring subjects like hygiene and menu planing, and goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dated: i was married to adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parties: no parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying: children servives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports: Our TAFE's (college equivalents) don't do sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college, I was involved in: n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I majored in: chn services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I earned this degree: diploma in children services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite college professor was: sue cant, jo radsovic and anne roydes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite college professor was: jan white, alex mayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that happened in college was: Meeting Roger and Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing that happened in college was: Getting distracted and leaving before finishing so i had to start again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love and Marriage:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the following serious romantic relationships as an adult: adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my spouse / fiance / current love interest: 26th june 1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would marry my spouse / fiance when: the day i started dating him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was in love with my spouse / fiance / current love interest when: i wouldnt of risked what i did if i wasnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends thought / think my spouse / fiance / current love interest is/ was: i dont know the same as i do cute at times other times annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proposed / was proposed to in this way: over the phone april 11th 2000 and officially march 3rd 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bachelor / bachelorette party was: sydney habour on wild boys afloat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding was: march 16th 2002 , st pauls catholic church and camden valley inn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best wedding gift: food proceesor i really wanted one , oh and pasta maker and stock pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about my spouse / fiance / current love interest: playfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about my spouse / fiance / current love interest: indecisiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Career:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first job: preschool teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had these jobs before my current position: preschool teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work record: i have been working for 4 yrs now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current job:preschool teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose my profession because i love teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my job: i would get another teaching one ( which i did )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about my job: the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about my job: parents who dont understand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;omg that took FOREVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6378582362454924766?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6378582362454924766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5699587665235707903</id><published>2008-07-22T17:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:51:17.177+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Docos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Do these people have a heart?</title><content type='html'>over the last few days i have been going crazy watching documentaries on foxtel. the large proportion of shows i actually watch on foxtel are documentaries. i mainly watch the history channel, crime investigation and discovery home and health. subjects tend to watch are serial killer investigations, rebellious history, empire history, royal history, and Egyptian history and shows about ivf, multiples births and super large families. i also watch stuff about world wars particularly stuff about nazi occupation. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday i watched 4 documentaries about Auschwitz-Birkenau. i know i cant believe i watched 4 of them in one day either. i have seen quiet a few of them now and but still constantly shocked that it happened that people actually planned to build a concentration camp for the sole purpose of mass murder. not only did they do that but they schemed a way to deport millions of Jewish people form all over Europe to the camps to murder them. and sometimes they even traded Jewish people from the French and British. the Slovakia government actually paid the nazis $500 for each Jewish person they deported to Auschwitz. the documentary spoke to one of the Slovakian guards who has participating in the deportation of Jewish Slovakians to Auschwitz. his job was to sort to the possessions left behind by the Jewish people. he laughed about how he and the other guards had done well by being able to take home cloths and shoes and other things left behind. he thought it was funny that he and others had benefited from the deportation of his fellow Slovakians. i couldn't believe he could just sit there and laugh. if i was him i would of been so ashamed that i had participated in the holocaust, and would not be laughing about it, even 60 years later. the interviewer asked him, how he could of participated in the deportation knowing that the people were being sent to their deaths. he said he was in two minds about it, saying it was "easier" with out Jewish Slovakians in Slovakia because they were "lazy" (he laughed as he said this) but at the same time he knew that "some people were innocent among them". i couldn't believe my ears "some?" none of the jewish people were guilty of anything ekes apart from being Jewish. how could he still maintain this fact after all these years?&lt;br /&gt;they then spoke to a former nazi who states he did not want to participate in the deportation and that he was stationed at Auschwitz. ( i know that not all nazis were willing participants in the holocaust and some had no choice, but if i was one of these people the stuff that went on at Auschwitz would haunt me forever if i had bore witness to it) the guard spoke about how the people were divided up once they arrived off the trains and his job was to sort through the rubbish left behind (this was mostly suitcases and other possessions brought by Jews with them) he described how the  "rubbish" even included people to sick or unable to move. he said he saw a guard drag a child "by its legs and threw it in the lorry when it cried they bashed it against the lorry and it become silent" again i couldn't believe he could refer to the child as "it" like it had no meaning like he still believed what Hitler was saying that the Jewsih people were "sub-human" &lt;br /&gt;the guards all said that they generally believed that the Jewish people and the allies had a world plot against the Germans and were guilty. they were asked "but children? surly children were not guilty they could not have done anything to you?" the guard said "especially children, they would grow up to be Jews in was in their blood" &lt;br /&gt;looking up at my title i realise that it is ill fitting because really of course they couldnt have a heart if they still feel this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5699587665235707903?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5699587665235707903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5699587665235707903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5699587665235707903'/><link 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to Tarragona Zoo. he was excited to go until about an hour after we got there he was not interested in the animals at all and just wanted to go back home. he did like the animals he did see, and particularly liked the seals and zebras and the lions which when we were looking at them a female lion came right up to the glass and looked right at him. his favourite thing turned out to be the sky lift to get up there. on the way out we went through the gift shop and i got lost at the front door looking at kids books (ohh how unusual i here u say!) while mum and jack went in and shopped, jack brought a snow glob ( he loves them) with his tooth fairy money  (he lost his first tooth the day before) &lt;br /&gt;then while i was still looking mum walked out and left jack in the store with me at this point he had a spider toy in his hand which i assumed mum had brought him, on our way out he mentioned the spider and i said "yeah mum paid for that" and we walked out. when we were back outside and on our way down the sky lift mum sees the spider and says "oh did u buy him the spider?" i said "um no u did, didnt u?" she says "no!" then we realise that "oh O! we stole it" well i stole it. i turn to jack and said "u didnt buy that u stole it jack" he looked at mum and screamed "no i didnt it was Lisa! she didnt pay for it!!" i was so shoked he just gave me up in a heart beat! i said "well thats the last time i bring u in on anything, youd sell me out!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s typically im normally dont intentionally steal and i wouldnt teach my 5 yr old brother to steal either&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1480837721209315702?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1480837721209315702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2066962294223734122</id><published>2008-07-15T21:36:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:52:04.374+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So you think you can dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>So You Think You Can Dance - Jack and Rhys supper FUNNY</title><content type='html'>we went to see the so you think you can dance on tuesday in wollongong.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go sooo badly!!! im figured out a way though lol! i brought the tickets fro my mum and my sister for mithers day and beth bday.&lt;br /&gt;so we went i was totally beside my self went they started not beliveing we were there. i want to see a few dances jack and kate singing in the rain/hip hop dance and rhys's and gemma's waltz, jack and rhys's broadway dance and the group dance with the crow dance &lt;br /&gt;so we got to see them all yayy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jack Rhys and Demi are supper funny and know how to work a crowd!&lt;br /&gt;my fave was the bit after kates dance with henry, anthony and grame and before jack and rhys broadway dance.&lt;br /&gt;loved jacks tap solo too!!!&lt;br /&gt;soo great cant wait for next year and thank god the american one starts tomorrow night!! :)&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could of see the show one more time at least&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2066962294223734122?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2066962294223734122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2066962294223734122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2066962294223734122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2066962294223734122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-you-think-you-can-dance-jack-and.html' title='So You Think You Can Dance - Jack and Rhys supper FUNNY'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-785334229873713461</id><published>2008-07-12T20:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:52:27.434+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>new job!</title><content type='html'>well i have a new job!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;when my old boss heard i was looking for a job she rang me up and offered me the position she had in the kangaroos room (the preschool 3-5yrs) &lt;br /&gt;i worked their during 2005 mostly in the preschool room. i loved it when i was there. i only changed jobs because i was on a maternity leave position and didnt know if kim was able to give me a permeant full time position and tanya had that position and was offering it to me.... so i left busy kids and came to st helens park in 2006. a week after i left busy kids the girl i replaced while she was on maternity leave choose not to come back .... so that pissed me off i wish i knew a few weeks earlier :(. &lt;br /&gt;but i cant take away the two years i had at SHP i loved the kids and i had sooo much experience and i also loved the parents and have made friends with a few, i did also like the girls i worked with .... but it was a lot of stress so im happy to be back at busy kidz &lt;br /&gt;so i start on the 11th of august and cant wait to be back at work so yay!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-785334229873713461?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/785334229873713461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=785334229873713461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/785334229873713461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/785334229873713461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-job.html' title='new job!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8753599042974551299</id><published>2008-07-12T19:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:53:16.552+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freinds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>well 2 of my besties came down to sydney a few weeks ago its been a yr since i saw them last, of course they also brought their cutie kids too ebony and hayden &lt;br /&gt;we went to dinner so we didnt catch up as much as what i would of liked but we will be in qld ourselves in 20 days (20 days a woo hoo!!)&lt;br /&gt;anyways we corrupted (jen  and me ) ebony at dinner. she wanted to be our best friends (how cute!) and i said she had to have a black shirt and brown hair (this was after jamie had commented on how jen and i looked the same with us both wearing black shirts and having the same coloured hair ...he is such a dork) anyways ebony goes and tells andie she needs to now wear black. andrea says omg are you turning my daughter into an emo? we then took her into the bathroom and posed for photos with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg we sound like totally perverts...when kim comes down we take photos of ourselves in the bathrooms just up against the walls or the sinks... so we added ebony to this. andrea knew we were going to do this. when we came out i was saying what pics we took to andrea when ebony says "shhs thats our secret...we didnt take any pictures in the bathroom mummy!" lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8753599042974551299?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2947880670636859351</id><published>2008-07-12T19:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:40:46.448+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>(soo long away)......Hi!</title><content type='html'>okay it has been like a hundred years since my last post, well 19 days to be correct!&lt;br /&gt;i kinda went through a internet hiatus.......omg so weird but anyways&lt;br /&gt;so much has happen, but when i start typing it out it'll sound like nothing lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill break them up so it seams like you have more to read (thats for you andie ;) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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away)......Hi!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1981113563876743330</id><published>2008-06-19T23:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:54:35.868+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infertility'/><title type='text'>inFertility speaks</title><content type='html'>i watched this episode of oprah yesterday about women in their 30s&lt;br /&gt;one of the women&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/slide/200701/20070125/slide_20070125_284_110.jhtml"&gt; Jenna was struggling with infertility&lt;/a&gt; and my heart just went out to her it was like she was me and it was me on  the couch talking to oprah&lt;br /&gt;she starts of saying how she had built a dream of what her 30s was going to be like, 2 children with one on the way, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mine was 3 if not 4 with more on the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after the wedding she started trying to get pregnant&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ( we went of the pill 3 months after we got married)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went to a fertility specialist and was but on &lt;a href="http://www.clomid.havingbabies.com/"&gt;clomdid&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as was i)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all her friends and family started having children &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( i have now over 20 ppl around me who have had children since i have started trying and thats not counting the new siblings at work!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she states "Every day, as often as they think about their own children, is as often i think about the ones i should have"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (that was like she had pulled a deep secret form inside me to the surface)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says everywhere she looks she is reminded about the choices she has made with children in mind&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ( im sick, im tired, im exhausted of thinking "when we have kids.....")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after months on the colmid she was put onto &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_vitro_fertilization"&gt;IVF&lt;/a&gt; (in-vitro infertilistaion, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we use &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IUI"&gt;IUI&lt;/a&gt; (interuninary insemination)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daly injections are part of her routine with every shot comes a dose of hope "this could be the shot that creates that baby for us" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( i think this too, and when im in the chair for the insemination and it creeps into my mind EVERYTIME we have sex, as much as i dont want it to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 3 years jenna got pregnant but miscarried at 11 weeks&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ( we have now being trying for 6 years, my birthday is the anniversary of going of the pill and "trying" hence why i hate my birthday now, its a reminded of no baby, and im terrified of falling pregnant but to have it taken away from me through miscarriage since &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polycystic_ovary_syndrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;PCOS &lt;/a&gt;has an increase of miscarriages)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenna mentions a lot about infertility is about waiting, waiting for the next cycle, waiting for enough money, waiting for test results &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( i feel all i do is wait!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in her email to oprah she wrote "infertility for many women like myself is a daily reminded that i am a women who can not perform the very function that is a women, it is a bruise on the soul always tender, painful and much deeper then the discolouration of disappointment" she says she feels shame because she is a women and should be able to bear children and she can not do that unless there is an army of people in the room with her putting embryos inside of her she says "im in my 30's and the women around me are having babies and living their lives i feel stuck, i feel like i am in a place where i cant move on until i have closure" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( i feel like my life has stop, at a standstill, and my closure will be a pregnancy, a baby in my arms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opah mentions that jenea has probably heard all the stories like ppl trying to get pregnant for yeas, adopt then miraculously fall pregnant. jenna says this is the hardest statement to hear, thats why there is shame,&lt;br /&gt;she dosnt want to hear what she "should do" like "go on vacation" "stop thinking about it" "dont worry it will happen" "your young you have plenty of time" "stop trying"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (these are the most painful and insensitive things to hear, i dont want to hear about ppls success stories, and advice especially from ppl who have not gone through infertility!, we have tried all these "curers" and it is the hardest thing in the world "to stop thinking about it" when all you crave is a pregnancy that leads to a baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oprah ask "can you hear it may not happen?, can you be at peace with that?" she says "not yet, not yet , my life is about children, im a teacher, my life goal is to have kids, to watch them grow, to be a part of that, for me to be able to let that go im not ready for that, my own biological children i may be able to let go at some point, but we will adopt, i can not let go of not being a mum" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t was like she was pulling words out of my head, im not ready to let go at all, not even biological children yet,  children are in my life, im a teacher and if i was to let go of  the hope of children for me and being a mum i think i would need to get a new profession, teaching would be unbearable if i was to remain childless for ever, teaching could never replace my own children)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this is the hardest thing i have ever had to deal with. every day i think about when i will have children, and it is soo hard shopping walking past pregnant women and prams and baby shops. i tried not to be bitter but sometimes i cant help it. when i first started trying i would go into all the baby stores and pick out the cots, prams, cloths, car seats ect, when i was frist diagnosed with infertiliy i couldnt even walk past those shops for years or even look at baby catalogues then i go and do something i know would hurt me but i havnt given up hope so i got in to baby toys r us and walk around the baby section touching the cots and change tables, prams, ect and even pick up a complete catolouge on my way out and hide it in my dresser draw to look at it every once in a while. i dont know why i do this to myself when i know it will just hurt me, but i know if ididnt i would have given up hope of ever having that baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1981113563876743330?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1981113563876743330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1981113563876743330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1981113563876743330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1981113563876743330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/infertility-speaks.html' title='inFertility speaks'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8571856598447055148</id><published>2008-06-12T23:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:35:34.329+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemo day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>adrian the bad luck chemo token</title><content type='html'>i had chemo on Tuesday and Adrian was going to come. i had actually forgotten to ask him to come until Thursday night, so he had to go to his boss on Friday and ask for Tuesday off, after the public holiday Monday. oops. so Adrian has only been to one chemo day and has met me at chemo twice before. we get there on Tuesday. my doctor is in London for two weeks so i had to go up to the step down unit to get my blood test. the head nurse looked at me and said how was i feeling i dont look to well. i had woken up with the flu on Monday morning, i had caught it off Adrian , who only had barely a cold, i wouldn't even know he was sick had he not told me. i tell sandy (the head nurse) that i had caught the flu and had only had 3 hours sleep because of this. she said hhmmm ok, we might not do chemo then. 5 minutes later she sent me home saying they didn't want to give me chemo which was only going to make me feel worse tomorrow morning and to come back next week. &lt;br /&gt;this has been the 3rd time my chemo has been delayed and these 3 times have all been times Adrian has come with me. there has only been one occasion that he has been to chemo where i have actually gotten chemo! freaky! &lt;br /&gt;so now im calling him but bad luck chemo charm. but dont take this as i dont want him there. i do! i just hope it dosnt get delayed again i cant afford it to be delayed as it will interfere with my holiday. &lt;br /&gt;here is hoping on tuesday when he comes with me it dosnt get delayed lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8571856598447055148?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8571856598447055148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8571856598447055148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8571856598447055148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8571856598447055148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/adrian-bad-luck-chemo-token.html' title='adrian the bad luck chemo token'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8256669894266204421</id><published>2008-06-09T15:54:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:55:26.475+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>Adam Hills on being an Aussie</title><content type='html'>Adam Hils is FUCKING funny!&lt;br /&gt;here is 3 gigs, im still looking for my fav one of his when he was in canada and was doing a bit about his missing foot. stay tune hopefully ill find it. &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KpBYnL5fAXE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KpBYnL5fAXE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TNCf0cwJsY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TNCf0cwJsY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOXBYjPUSiw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOXBYjPUSiw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8256669894266204421?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8256669894266204421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8256669894266204421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8256669894266204421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8256669894266204421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/adam-hills-on-being-aussie.html' title='Adam Hills on being an Aussie'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6017952659043782096</id><published>2008-06-09T00:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:55:26.476+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>new fav add and funnies on the cheeesels box</title><content type='html'>a cool add i saw at the movies it is SO typical women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5CJFnbylPyg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5CJFnbylPyg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this might sound like a slow blog day but this box had me in hesterics. adrian brought mini cheezels the other day and while i was eating i couldnt help but read the side of the box this is what is says&lt;br /&gt;"every tim the big cheeze threw a party he noticed children gathered around the cheesel bowl, slipping regular cheezels onto their tiny fingers. so the big cheeze said "lets invent a mini cheezel a supper cute mini ring perfectly suited to small hands and fingers" so he did and he named them mini cheezels k neezels because they jump head first into fun.&lt;br /&gt;party tricks&lt;br /&gt;* take a box of mini cheezels and a bunch of good friends&lt;br /&gt;* put on you favourite song and start building the highest tower you can out of  mini cheezels&lt;br /&gt;*if  you knock someone elses tower over you are disqualified&lt;br /&gt;*the person with the highest tower at the end of the song is crowned the mini cheezels maximus (thats a little big hero)&lt;br /&gt;the min cheezels k neezels party food ideas&lt;br /&gt;thread mini cheezels onto a stretch snak lolly&lt;br /&gt;or thread them onto a skinny carrot or chelery sticks &lt;br /&gt;or even strips of liquorice &lt;br /&gt;taste test are also underway with tiny dollops of ice cream in the tiny holes and dipping them into chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6017952659043782096?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6017952659043782096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6017952659043782096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6017952659043782096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/6017952659043782096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-fav-add-and-funnies-on-cheeesels.html' title='new fav add and funnies on the cheeesels box'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7212205005948262267</id><published>2008-06-08T12:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:55:26.477+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><title type='text'>funny you tube videos</title><content type='html'>spiders on drugs&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sHzdsFiBbFc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sHzdsFiBbFc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Business Time&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7212205005948262267?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7212205005948262267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7212205005948262267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7212205005948262267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7212205005948262267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/funny-you-tube-videos.html' title='funny you tube videos'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8397483064730529449</id><published>2008-06-05T00:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:39:37.914+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Selma Hyak Strips</title><content type='html'>ok all yesterday i was craving to watch Dogma and late last night on foxtel they put it on it was like they read my mind lol. then when i got up this morning and put the tv on dogma was on again so i watch it again lol. all day ive had ABC in my head from selma's strip scene and the way kevin smith dances to her with the money too funny. so here is the clip. it made me also remember it wasnt the first time she striped in a movie i cant believe i also forgot her scene from dusk till dawn! now that sexy with geroge in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtd3iTnNL8o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qtd3iTnNL8o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksICC85qyRc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ksICC85qyRc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8397483064730529449?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8397483064730529449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8397483064730529449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8397483064730529449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8397483064730529449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/selma-hyak-strips.html' title='Selma Hyak Strips'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-4154530789911695034</id><published>2008-06-03T23:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:54:53.278+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>My Numerology Definition</title><content type='html'>my fav monthly magazine put a numerology article in this months issue. i think its actually beneath the magazine to put it in there what are they cleo or cosmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im kinda into numerology, and self definition i suppose. to get my number i had to add up my birthday to a single digit. so im a one (this also means im a new soul where past lives are concerned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is my nurmerology definition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keywords : confidence and creativity  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( people have always said i come off as confident, personally  i dont see it because i dont think i am, so what they see is lies, and creativity? while id love to be creative and cite the mantra "everyone is creative if given the chance to be" i find it hard to live outside the box which needs creative thinking to achieve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your personality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one is the number of leadership and new beginnings. you rush into anything that engages your heart, whether it's a new life plan or a love affair. courageous and unique, you are seen as decisive - although this can come across as impatient - and, in your constant drive to be original, your often drawn towards unusual pursuits. at work however, u cant bear to be at the mercy of other peoples whims and agendas. you tend to be attracted to careers where your in charge and able to work  independently. medicine, politics, sport pr, sales and advertising are all good options. as for love, you seek all  consuming passions and once you sdride into a lovers life you alter it forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ok im in the wrong profession apparently, but i can see other things are true due to my addictive personality and i do have a thing about being original or not the same as everying else)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your passion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love to make things happen and run the show. sexually you like to play out your fantasies and indulge in passionate encounters in exotic locales. you have a romantic side, too and your just as likely to be won over by roses and champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah this is all true ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your needs in love and sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensual, passionate and impulsive, you thrive on flirting and the thrill of the chase. above all you  want to be swept away by romance and lavished with attention and adoration. at the same time your also assertive person and find it difficult to completely surrender yourself and abandon your need to be in total control. your relationships are often complicated as you simultaneously crave freedom and togetherness. however when you do fall deeply in love your 100 per cent committed a true friends and a staunch ally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(again this is all true too except about complicated relationships)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your love match:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five with a five lover you will find a willing and adventurous partner who craves new experiences and constant excitement. you both like socialising and meeting new people. five has original inventive mind and sexually this will help increase the eroticism in your relationship you will also tap into each others strong libidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(well adrian is an 8 so apprently i married the wrong person too )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your next 6 months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you let go of elements in your life that arnt working, including anger over a recent even youll learn to move on. cateerwise a yes answer os on the horizon but be clear about what you wat as your in a position to get it. in love if your willing to go forward without guarantees the pay off will be passionate union and your lover will teach you a lesson in combining friendship and sexual intensity be true to your heart and youll find it easy to make a life changing decision.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well i can certainly afford to let go of cancer lol, the other stuff will i be getting a new career and fall in love with a friend? no i dont think so lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/5296464908914405487-4154530789911695034?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/4154530789911695034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=4154530789911695034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4154530789911695034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4154530789911695034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-numerology-definition.html' title='My Numerology Definition'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-4158320052218834440</id><published>2008-06-01T20:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:46:47.037+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freinds'/><title type='text'>Jen and My Fav Pick Up Lines</title><content type='html'>are we innocent ? hell no lol&lt;br /&gt;are we into each other meh maybe one day lol ;)&lt;br /&gt;this is a chat log that jen and i had almost ten years ago, boredom on a saturday waiting for adrian to come pick us up for a night out at penrith, ahh those where the days &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat 14/08/99 19:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End: Sat 14/08/99 20:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 71 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello my self I have nothing else to say. So I'm going to say hello HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO HI HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: HOW YOU DOIN'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: DON'T TRY AND PICK ME UP THROUGH THE COMPUTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: DID YOU JUST GET OUT OF GOAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: NO WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: 'COS YOU GOT A CRIMINAL BODY BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: HAVE YOU GOT THE TIME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: IF YOU'VE GOT THE PLACE BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: COME HERE OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: HAVEN'T I SEEN YOU SOMEPLACE BEFORE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: LET ME GUESS, CANCER RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: DID IT HURT WHEN YOU FELL FROM HEVEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WAS YOUR FATHER A ROBBER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: NO WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: 'COS HE STOLE THE STARS FROM HEVEN AND PUT THEM IN YOUR EYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: DO YOU SLEEP ON YOUR STOMACH? (HA HA HA GOT YA THERE BABY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: NO I DON'T (ACTUALLY I DO!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: THEN CAN I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WILL YOU SLEEP WITH ME FOR $20 MILLION (HA HA HA GOT YOU BACK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( OOHHHHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WILL YOU SLEEP WITH ME FOR 20 CENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: WHAT KIND OF GIRL DO YOU THINK I AM (IF YOU WERE MICHEAL FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THAT WE JUST NEGOTIATING THE PRICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: IF YOU WERE CHERRY-COLA I'D TASTE YOU ALL NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: I'VE LOST MY PHONE NUMBER...... CAN I BORROW YOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: (THAT'S MY ONE MAN) DO YOU HAVE ANY IRISH IN YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: NOPE (HEHEHE!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: WANT SOME??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: IS THAT A LADDER IN YOUR STOCKINGS OR A STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: (I DON'T WEAR STOCKINGS BABY!!!!) HAVE I SEEN YOU ON A CORNFLAKES PACKET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: NO WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: 'COS YOU LOOK WHOLESOME TO ME BABY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: SHALL WE SHAG NOW OR SHAG LATER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: (NOW BABY!!!!!!!!!!!) DO I MAKE YOU HORNY BABY...........? RANDY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: (YEAH BABY!!!!!!!) DO YOU LIKE THE FLICKS....? ALL GIRLS LIKE THE FLICKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: DO YOU WANT TO JOIN ME AND MY FRIEND FOR A LITTLE SANDWITCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: (WELL I AM A LITTLE PECKISH BABY!!!!!!!!) HAVE YOU GOT THE "TIME"&lt;br /&gt;ME: CAN I DRINK 'YOUR" MILK BABY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: SHOULD I CALL YOUR MOTHER NOW AND LET HER KNOW YOU WON'T BE HOME TONIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: AM I IN HEAVEN? (AFTER A LONG THINKING PERIOD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:NO WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: 'COS YOUR AN ANGEL BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WANNA JOIN MY SMALL STUDY GROUP????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: WANT AN M&amp;M? ....... THERE PEANUT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:IS IT JUST ME OR IS IT HOT IN HERE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:I THINK I LOVE YOU SO WHAT AM I SO AFRAID OF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: ME???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: COMMITNMENT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:OH THAT'S ALRIGHT THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: WANNA FUCK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:WELL SINCE U ASKED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: LET'S GO BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:YEAH BABY SHAGADELIC!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: MEET ME IN MY ROOM IN 5 MINUTES ( 5'S A GOOD NUMBER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:C YA THERE BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: 69ER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: OH BEHAVE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I WON'T BITE ..........HARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: WHEN YOU PUT IT THAT WAY IT'S SO HARD TO RESIST!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I'LL BRING THE CHOCLATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: I'LL BRING THE HEAT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I'LL BRING THE ICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: YEAH BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FIVE MINUTES LATER) ME:DO U WANT THE LIGHTS ON OR OFF BABY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: I LIKE TO SEE WHAT I'M DOING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:ALRIGHT BABY ( WHY AFRIAD YOU WOUN'T BE ABLE TO FIND "ANYTHING" IN THE DARK?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN: (OF COUSE NOT BABY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: IF I WAS COLUMBUS I'D LIKE TO DISCOVER U ALL NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEN:I SEEMED TO OF LOSSED MY PANTS CAN I JUMP INTO YOURS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISA:YOU’RE THE MOST BEUATIFUL GIRL IN THE WORLD. FANCY A FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDREA: IS THAT YOUR CLEVAGE OR A ROLLERCOASTER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-4158320052218834440?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/4158320052218834440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=4158320052218834440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4158320052218834440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4158320052218834440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/jen-and-my-fav-pick-up-lines.html' title='Jen and My Fav Pick Up Lines'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-9042679205927344602</id><published>2008-06-01T00:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:15:41.670+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><title type='text'>I have no secrets!</title><content type='html'>a couple of days ago in aus chat this total random told me a bizarre secret of his (im starting think im a weirdo magnet?) he then told me to tell him something no-one knows about me, i stopped and thought about and realised  i had no secrets, none. there is many reasons for this&lt;br /&gt;1. im a blabber mouth and cant keep secrets especially about myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. i just love talking&lt;br /&gt;3. i almost shameless spill everything on to my blog, fb  profile, fb status, chat room&lt;br /&gt;4. i have 3 people i tell everything to Adrian, Jen and Mum, they are either there when it happens or the first to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the random didnt believe me. he said there must be something and stated asking me a bunch of random questions thinking he'll stumble on one that i havnt told someone. he even asked me what type of tooth paste i used, like anyone who has been in my bathroom would know that ( i think he was afraid to ask really personal questions.)&lt;br /&gt;but i did convince him that for every secret i have someone or possible 3 ppl know about it at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i later thought about it and drew the same conclusions that i have no secrets. im not sure how i am suppose to feel about this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i open it up to anyone who dosnt believe me or thinks they can test me and find one secret to ask me.  any question/s! if they like to see if i do have a secret, but once i tell u then i'll be back to having none again. lol. ill look at it this way its all really about getting to know me not secrets ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-9042679205927344602?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/9042679205927344602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=9042679205927344602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/9042679205927344602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/9042679205927344602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-no-secrets.html' title='I have no secrets!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1012484509778417896</id><published>2008-05-31T18:00:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:24:17.133+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>FLDS - Polygamy</title><content type='html'>as some may know the FLDS compound in Eldorado, Texas in the US was raided some weeks ago and 400 children were placed into children services amongst allegations of child abuse and underage marriages and pregnancy. the authorities acting on  a tip of from an alleged victim, claimed that there were many under age girls who were pregnant or had had babies to older men they had been forced to marry. i have followed the church stories for some while now and am quiet interested in it. it began to raise international headlines after Warren Jeff's  the spiritual leader of the church/sect started to move "selected" individuals from an original compound in Utah to the new Eldorado compound. splitting families and strict new rules were put in place. then Warren jeffs was committed to rape, accomplice in rape, forcing a 14 yr old to marry her adult cousin, and fathering a child by a 12 years old.&lt;br /&gt;when the children were first taken they refused to tell authorities what their names were or identify their parents and many men are still not claiming who their children are out of fear of conviction. and the mothers are also keeping quiet. &lt;br /&gt;some families are now being returned with couples going on record to say they are in monogamous marriages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i dont think i have a problem with polygamy hell i might even think its fun (okay this has stemmed probably from my love of the polygamy drama Big Love, excellent show with Bill Paxton!!)&lt;br /&gt;but really each to their own. i dont think that marriage should be opened to more then 2 people (although i think that if its legal in your birth country it should be recognizes in a country u migrate to) but i dont think it should be illegal either. as long as they are committing fraud, abusing children into marriages what does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;many people have secret second families out there and id probably kill Adrian if he had a secret family, but i sometimes think it would be cool to have someone els here, like when adrian is it at work and i need looking after, or when u want to go out somewhere and none of ur friends are available your sister wife would be. (okay maybe i couldn't handle adrian sleeping with his second wife lol but i could handle me sleeping with her LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1012484509778417896?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1012484509778417896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1012484509778417896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1012484509778417896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1012484509778417896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/flds-polygamy.html' title='FLDS - Polygamy'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5207576011927286900</id><published>2008-05-28T21:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:47:54.865+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemo day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Chemo Sideaffects Sucks!</title><content type='html'>i was originally going to have this is as my status in facebook &lt;br /&gt;but decided to vent here instead so i didnt get a million msgs on my wall and inbox asking what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up all crappy today which is unusual for a day after chemo i normally get a delayed reaction of nausea that hits me on Thursday or Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was going to post it as my status but thought it would be best to do it here&lt;br /&gt;anyway these are the side effects i could live without &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. nausea it sucks and i have a low tolerance for nausea lets leave it at that lol&lt;br /&gt;2. the 5 tablets i have to have to get me going in the morning then tablets during the day to keep me going that dont take it completely  away and i have to have food with it which is hard when ur nauseas  &lt;br /&gt;3. the bad taste (like metal) u get in your mouth that changes the way everything taste and turns u off some foods and makes u like others arhh!&lt;br /&gt;4. the heighten sense of smell which sounds cool like a super hero or something but sucks when u put ur fav perfume on and it instantly makes you want to be sick and u really cant wash it off once its off even more irritating if u work it yesterday ( i decided against the match lipstick once i had that reaction lol) &lt;br /&gt;5. the tiredness and exhaustion u have all the time, like today i fell asleep for 3 hours and when i woke up whwn adrian got home i thought it was 5.30 on thrsday morn and adrian was leaving work without saying goodbye. or two weeks ago when i slept all friday i fell asleep on my bed in the middle not even on pillow or anything. and two days before that feel asleep in front in my computer chair ( thats a bad influences i have picked up from Michael a fb friend, luckily today i new i was falling asleep and went up to bed before i did in the chair again. Lucian would of thought i had keyboard marks on my face.&lt;br /&gt;6. putting on weight so im in between sizes again and have nothing to wear :( enough said !!!&lt;br /&gt;7.  losing my hair, makes me cold now , and leave me me with less clothing options , hair goes with everything!! actually ill only winge about the hair on my heads its cool not having to shave &lt;br /&gt;8. bad memory i have shocking memory at the moment i forget days and what i did and what im doing i dont even remember the next thing that was on this list lol &lt;br /&gt;9 so ill make one up (im actually not lying though) my uncontrollable thirst god and its not for water that i absolutely love and now cant drink cos of the mental taste (this has now turned into tow reasons) no i cant get enough coke, well diet coke, with ice, and the best cokes are the extra large ones form maccas i drank 3 of the the other day one after the other man which leads into my teeth feel like they are just going to fall out! god a big fear&lt;br /&gt;10. now i remeber the real next on the list which was suppose to be up a bit higher so it can slip in unnoticed amongst the other gripes since ill be tagging this one &lt;br /&gt;is sex now that im on chemo which is toxic chemicals beeing pumped into my body we cant risk passing these on to adrian or falling pregnant ( ohh the irony!!) and i cant go on the pill nor do i really want to so we had to use condoms. yik anyone who knows me i dont like them everything about them and they know why so i wont go into it too much information lol (however im not agisnt other ppl using them for safe sex purposes but since im married i cant hate them if i want to )&lt;br /&gt;11. cos im on chemo i cant fall pregnant so its putting my life on hold! it sucks i wanted to be on maternity leave by now (with actually the 3rd baby!) but instead im on sick leave so this sucks and now im not working and in debt its going to hard to save and justify to others going back to ivf after chemo. arrhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough winging and im typing this in Siberia (which is actually warm tonight and i have no jukebox cos the net hates me using i tunes at the same time) so i keep getting bumped off thank god for auto save!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao (omg influences from aus chat yet there is Colombians in there again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamata ( i wish i could speak fluent Japaneses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;пока (ok i dont know russian i just put it in since im tagging Michael)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchau ( Portuguese completely random )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough byes im turning of the translator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5207576011927286900?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5207576011927286900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5207576011927286900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5207576011927286900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5207576011927286900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/chemo-sideaffects-sucks.html' title='Chemo Sideaffects Sucks!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2013699576264813308</id><published>2008-05-25T18:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:35:55.279+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><title type='text'>memorable chatters</title><content type='html'>ok so i have been a chat junky for some years now i tend to have burst of action though.&lt;br /&gt;since i have been back chatting it has reminded me of a few memorable chaters i have met over the years. it sounds like the dark ages but i didnt have the net at home growing up, i was deprived lol no i grew up on the edge of "generation net" so we didnt have it. anyways so i used to go chatting at jens place and used yahoo chat and we used her name.&lt;br /&gt;1. chatter is the first person that tired to cyber with us lol ill never forget it he asked us what we were wearing and jen types habit thinking it will turn him off he types where r u? jen types church my child, he says not giving up i come in out of the rain and jen types i give u an umbrella he tries to carry it on , man we stumble on the guy with a nun fetish! or he was just desperate anyways there was no way were going to cyber with him 3 reasons&lt;br /&gt;   1. we were 17 and lacked the imagination (okay we really didnt if u saw the letters that we used to write to one another lol, but im sticking with this to make me look innocent)&lt;br /&gt;   2. cyber 3soms really dont work cos the 2 could just get it on in the flesh and bugger of the net 3rd!&lt;br /&gt;   3. we were in jens lounge room and she lived at home, communal lounge room for the family enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. chatter was his name was green ninja anyway back story is i had the huge crush on a guy in my class name ben and ben tried to convince me that my Japaneses teacher was a ninja that night on chat we run into a guy name green ninja and we think maybe its ben from school since his last name has green in it &lt;br /&gt;anyways we start calling him ben and say thats his new name, he goes along with it!!, jen emailed him for a while and he would signed the emails off as ben lol too funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. then when Adrian and i moved in together i got an email and started chatting on msn. i met this guy yeah so memorable i for get his name i want to say David but it wasn't any way he was from the north of nsw and drove dump trucks. any way we were regulars in the aus chat room and soon we were going into other rooms to piss ppl off heheh we went into the Christian room and told them we were living together and they got so upset with us they banned us fro an hour so when the hour was up we were back in again telling them crap and we got banned for 12 hours lol the next night we went back in and started cycbering with each other in their main room with censored language though and then got a lifetime ban lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. was the first person i did cyber with i again dont remember her name but it was good so thats all i have to say about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i met another guy from melb i stated chatting to him cos his name was the reverse of my step dads weird he went to uni cant remember what he did we chatted for over  a year, eventually i scared him off i think he thought i was into him ( i wasnt!) he got a gf and didnt come on msn anymore what ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the last one ill post  about was a girl from egypt i was chatting to her and unknowingly to me i was also chatting to her brother he was chatting under a different name. anyways she wanted to cyber with me and sent me naked pics of herself (stupid girl i still have them for some reason??)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the next thing i know ther reveal they are brother and sister and they are fucking and start telling me all the stuff they are doing to each other soo gross!!! At this point im totally regretting adding her on msn so after that I had to hide from her when she came on line or say I was Adrian so she would leave me alone but she did still email me more naked pictures of herself so weird! wish she was hotter but she is still a freak who has sex with her brother so kinda takes a way from any sexiness she may have by being a freak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2013699576264813308?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2013699576264813308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2013699576264813308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2013699576264813308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2013699576264813308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorable-chatters.html' title='memorable chatters'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7295263073918851621</id><published>2008-05-25T00:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:42:22.595+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>clubman of the year</title><content type='html'>so adrian plays cricket in our local district for our local club bradbury.&lt;br /&gt;he started playing  in the 2001/2002 season the year we got married. so he has been playing for 7 years. and i have been scoring these last 7 years, something i really enjoy doing, i love watching them, the wins the losses, the semis and the one grand final that crushed us (and made adam cry lol)&lt;br /&gt;anyways adrian does at lot for the club, plays seniors in our team which he shares captain duties, coaches the under 10 side, does the record keeping for the club (recording all the stats for all  the clubs players) is on the executive as secretary, and represents Bradbury at the the district executive meetings.&lt;br /&gt;so this year adrian was named clubman of the year! yay adrian! &lt;br /&gt;he actually had a feeling he was getting it as it was his job to organise and get the trophies engraved for the presentation and thats was the trophy they didnt give to adrian.&lt;br /&gt;what we both didnt know is our friend and team member MF along with the rest of the team nominated me for the award, they put the nomination in after it was decided adrian was to get it so the club decided to give it to both of us&lt;br /&gt;soo cool.&lt;br /&gt;before they announced it they were saying who could qualify for it and ernie the president mentioned scorers  and i had said joking around 'hey i could get it!' lol then they call my name too funny.&lt;br /&gt;anyway  i was really touched!! it was cool that my name is now on the perpetual trophy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year maria thomas who is the junior secretary was inducted into lifetime membership for the club after 13 yrs on the executive thats soo cool, one day i would like to get that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7295263073918851621?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7295263073918851621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7295263073918851621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7295263073918851621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7295263073918851621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/clubman-of-year.html' title='clubman of the year'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2164758540838306459</id><published>2008-05-22T22:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:59:36.590+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>could i live by myself?.......um NO!</title><content type='html'>on monday night i was downstairs from 5pm and at 6 i went back up to do something and had to turn the light on in the lounge room. when i did so the light blew. actually it not only blew it exploded. so the power tripped and i was left in complete darkness. i made my way down stairs ( difficult when my eyes have trouble adjusting in the dark) and outside to the power box. now i have never had to turn the power back on so i didnt now which switch i had to turn and couldnt really see as it was dark. so i thought my only option was to sit in darkness or by the glow of my computer until adrian go home at 7pm so only an hour lol. about 40 minutes later my boss rang as asked was the power off since the centre and house power are connected to the one power box. and the centre alarm must of been effected. i said it was but i didnt know which switch to turn on and adrian was about 20 mins away. she told me she will come over and turn it back on for me. to which i felt so guilty because she was at her mum's place for her birthday. so embarrassing! anyways adrian came home 2 minutes later so she didnt have to come over. &lt;br /&gt;i felt so embarrassed. so i couldnt live by myself when i couldnt even turn my power back on if a light bulb blew! omg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2164758540838306459?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2164758540838306459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2164758540838306459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2164758540838306459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2164758540838306459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/could-i-live-by-myselfum-no.html' title='could i live by myself?.......um NO!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5724732826852252840</id><published>2008-05-21T15:42:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:42:22.595+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>MY BLOOD RUNS BLUE FOR NSW!</title><content type='html'>i thought i better post this now before the game just in case we loose(im a true fan i know we will win!) because if we do ill be soo angry i wont be able to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like many ppl in nsw and qld tonight ill sit down to watch the first of three state of origin rugby league matches. these are the games to watch if u only watch 3 matches all year. state pride is on the line. that being said the worst thing about the days leading up to the game it highlights how many nsw ppl who barrack for qld. ahhhh i cant stand when this happens and often wonder why? i was born and breed in NSW for me there is no other option but to go for the Blues. but i know many ppl who were also born and breed in nsw and go for qld. there seams to be many reasons why they do this.&lt;br /&gt;1. they follow broncos (other disgusting sin for a nsw person to do!)&lt;br /&gt;2. they live close to the border. ( still u live in NSW!)&lt;br /&gt;3. their family/parents relocated to nsw so gave them no real choice but to follow qld growing up. &lt;br /&gt;4. mystery reason, they just follow qld.&lt;br /&gt;i understand that is hard to go for a state team that is full of players you dont like and the other team is full of players who u love, i understand families push their team choices onto children. so these two reason may be excusable, i said may!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;state of origin for me is the game you want to play, i think its bigger and better then test spot, playing for Australia, state of orgin is a better competition then a test match against nz or uk. i believe this so much i have said if i was playing footy and was given an opportunity to sign first grade, an event i have longed and waited for, but the team was broncos, storm, cowboys, warriors, i wouldnt sign as it means i would not be able to play for NSW. and if i did sign with them having no choice but to sign then was picked in the QLD side i would turn it down, even though this would cost me a spot on the Australian team. i could not play in a maroon jersey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i love about the game is the state bet between the premiers, this years bet is the loosing state's premier has to have a signed framed jersey of the winning state hung in their office for a year. at least that only effects them, i would hate to loose the bet where we have to fly the qld flag on the harbour bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways one last thing to say GO NSW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5724732826852252840?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5724732826852252840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5724732826852252840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5724732826852252840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5724732826852252840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-blood-runs-blue-for-nsw.html' title='MY BLOOD RUNS BLUE FOR NSW!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-4999588658037270704</id><published>2008-05-18T23:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:37:09.591+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>wonders in Erskineville, don't mess with 5 year olds!</title><content type='html'>my step brothers and step sister live in marrickville, which is about a 40 minute drive from us in campbelltown. and sits about 20 minutes from the cbd of sydney (im going on the drive it takes including traffic.) &lt;br /&gt;anyways occasionally i drive them home on sundays and tonight i drove them home and dropped my step dad off at erskineville on the way home (erskinville is 5 mins from marrickville) i took Jack with me for the drive.&lt;br /&gt;i had never drove and being driven to erskineville before, ever! and by the time we go there is was after 6.30 so already dark. i dropped him off 2 streets from the highway and it was simple to get back out. but stupid me on the way back out turned right instead of left, i kinda knew instantly that i made a wrong turn but proceeded the wrong way as i was 100% sure. when i got to botany rd i knew i was way off. i pulled into the maccas on the corner to get jack a happy meal and call adrian so he could direct me back to newtown. when i called him he was supper pissed off as he thought i would be almost home by this point and had dinner 5 minutes from the table so instead of helping me he started yelling, which caused me to hang up and continue back form the way i came and try to find the street i need to get back on. in the end i drove around for 20 minutes trying to find this street. and i did stop and looked through my car for the street directory which adrian had taken out yesterday (why i dont know!!) then i called adrian needing desperate help i was stuck in some abandon streets in erskineville industrial area, 7pm on a sunday. adrian  didnt answer the phone, now im supper pissed off myself thinking his not answering cos he is being a prick, and scared i might be wondering around all night. anyway i eventually find my way and kicked my self of the stupid mistake i did. and when we get back on the Pacific highway Jack immediately says "now we know where we are, we are on our way home from erskineville!"&lt;br /&gt;then jack and i bitch about how adrian took the street directory out of the car and how he didnt answer the phone. Jack was going on "he is sooo naughty adrian!, im very angry at him! im going to punch him when i see him" the phone rings and jack answers it saying to adrian "we are very angry at you adrian! taking the maps out of the car, we got lost!, we were scared, it was dark, and you didnt help us!" adrian hung up on jack "now im super angry at him!" he says so we call adrian back "im super angry at you now adrian! why did u hang up!" adrian had enough of jack yelling at him so i tell him im in leumeah and will be about 15 minutes. jack is still angry saying he wants to punch adrian, i say "we're not going to punch him, he needs to say sorry to us though" then jack says "no we should take the maps out next time he is driving somewhere, so when he gets lost, he'll call and we can laugh and say sucked in and he'll drive around lost while you cook dinner, and he'' be starving, and he  wont even be able to go to maccas cos he'll be lost!" then he says "next time he is naughty to you lisa you call me and ill talk to him, he has to be nice to my sister!" &lt;br /&gt;i thought it was soo cute, adrian is gonna have to make it up to him, but perhaps jack will forget by the next time he sees adrian he idolizes adrian so....&lt;br /&gt;oh it turned out adrian didnt ignore my call he was in the shower and he was angry cos dinner was ruined!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-4999588658037270704?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/4999588658037270704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=4999588658037270704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4999588658037270704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/4999588658037270704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/wonders-in-erskineville-dont-mess-with.html' title='wonders in Erskineville, don&apos;t mess with 5 year olds!'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7931922963922990862</id><published>2008-05-16T21:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:47:26.233+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sexy costume? update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z1h1KTgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Yx43V9qwlHc/s1600-h/thumbnail.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z1h1KTgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Yx43V9qwlHc/s320/thumbnail.ashx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201292351855283714"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z2h1KThI/AAAAAAAAAAo/srop1tl3Rlg/s1600-h/476f6ef9-356e-4490-a83d-6765e87b3c08Prep-School.gif" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;while i was reading back through my posts i realised i had bloged about my costume for adrian's cousin's 21st (well actually i had forgot to type "cousin" in the last blog so i made it sound like it was adrians 21st)&lt;br /&gt;well anyway i mentioned i had decided to go as a prostitute and adrian as a pimp. so i had brought my boots yay!, and had other accessories like hand cuffs, whip/ feather thing. and had to buy a costume and fishnets. i had gone to bras and thingsa and had tried on a school girl out fit and "miss massage" the school girl one was waaay to short, and the miss massage one was a little too short i would need something else underneath it. i took my friends to adults shops to scout for new costumes and all the good ones looked crap and were so expensive. so i settled on the miss massage outfit with fishnets, FM boots and my leather jacket i also brought a cami to go under the dress and it sits about 2 inchs lower then the dress and comes with a v-string which i have decided not to wear after trying on the whole outfit and discovering it i accidentally had my dress ride up id rather show off briefs then my bare ass. my in-laws will be there. i also discovered that my stockings are a tad to short as there is about a 3 inch gap between the tops of the stockings and my dress.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i added the pictures of the outfits correctly.&lt;br /&gt;stay tune to see if i have the guts to actually wear it to the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z2h1KThI/AAAAAAAAAAo/srop1tl3Rlg/s320/476f6ef9-356e-4490-a83d-6765e87b3c08Prep-School.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201292369035152914"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z2h1KTiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nkaVTSlgvH8/s1600-h/miss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z2h1KTiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nkaVTSlgvH8/s320/miss.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201292369035152930"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5296464908914405487-7931922963922990862?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7931922963922990862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7931922963922990862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7931922963922990862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7931922963922990862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexy-costume-update.html' title='Sexy costume? update'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SC6z1h1KTgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Yx43V9qwlHc/s72-c/thumbnail.ashx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-2766462142077326168</id><published>2008-05-16T13:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:42:22.596+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>blog meltdown</title><content type='html'>as i have previously mentioned about a 100 times i import these on to my fb and they normally take about 3 hours to arrive on to my fb profile, late on wednesday night i published two blog post and thought they would be on my profile by yesterday morning. how ever they werent there, i waited all day for them to show up but they didnt come, very strange. (they arrived this morning very late!)&lt;br /&gt;the later it became in the day the more annoyed i became they hadnt arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when adrian came home and the taging mishap came up i discovered adrian reads all my blogs. he told me its the only way he finds things out these days. my god what an exaggeration! there is plenty of stuff i DONT put on here. and every thing in here he KNOWS! he knows! so to prove my point i re read all my post. yes he knows everything god!&lt;br /&gt;but i also discovered my 100000 spelling, grammar, typos god i DO need to start proof reading these things before i publish them, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps tomorrow i have a IM waiting for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-2766462142077326168?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/2766462142077326168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=2766462142077326168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2766462142077326168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/2766462142077326168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-meltdown.html' title='blog meltdown'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-1698801024750577121</id><published>2008-05-16T13:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:42:22.597+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Tagging is dangerous</title><content type='html'>yesterday stupid me what was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;i tagged adrian in a blog via our facebook. unbeknown to me if you tag someone in a blog notifications go out to all of the tagged persons friends there for giving them an invite to read what you posted. GOD! i dont mind my friends reading my blog thats why i import them on to my facebook, i dont even mind total randoms reading my blog, but people i have to associate with that dont know me? yeah i kinda mind. adrian thought it was fucking hilarious. good god im such a dick head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-1698801024750577121?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/1698801024750577121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=1698801024750577121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1698801024750577121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/1698801024750577121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagging-is-dangerous.html' title='Tagging is dangerous'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-811784614306242994</id><published>2008-05-15T15:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:32:39.503+10:00</updated><title type='text'>You Tube From Michael</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6Lstkiexhc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6Lstkiexhc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this by my notes section on my fb u need to go to the original post on my blogger site to see the clip as with all you tube post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-811784614306242994?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/811784614306242994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=811784614306242994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/811784614306242994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/811784614306242994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-tube-from-michael.html' title='You Tube From Michael'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-7990320936904623340</id><published>2008-05-14T23:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:37:24.419+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Facebook suprise</title><content type='html'>im actually quite surprised at my facebook obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;i took a while as i mentioned before to get over to it i had a myspace acount and saw ppls obsession with added ppl and it seamed like a race/competition to collect as many friends as you could. i couldn't see the point and only wanted ppl that i wanted to talk to. Adrian then converted me to facebook and i left myspace behind as same with my non need to add, i now have 74 friends on fb.&lt;br /&gt;i originally just wanted to have family and friends a way to keep intouch with those i dont see regularly, and see what old school friends were up to. like i mentioned before im more a stalker then an adder, ill see what ppl are up to via their fbs but are too scared to add them. recently though i have gone a bit crazy and added quite a few. many of them i have never met! well i the flesh that is.&lt;br /&gt;it all started with one person.&lt;br /&gt;while on fb one Saturday i searched to see if fb had a chat application and what a suprise they do so i add it. i go into the Aussie room and there is 3  ppl in there Suzy,  Michael, and Ben. suzy was leaving so it was just the 3 of us and chatted about footy i was watching the swans play.&lt;br /&gt;the next day being the chat junky that i am. i go in again and there is just Michael there. he asks me if i am addicted to the net and do i live on fb i say yeah i do/am. is he since the reason he is asking as i have seen him twice now in here. he says he is the same.&lt;br /&gt;i quickly become a regular in the room and meet Linda, Krystle and Lucian.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to add them all as fb friends but was a little nervous about i didnt know u do this. then Linda and Suzy add me then so does Krystle. i add Michael and Lucian they accept&lt;br /&gt;so now im added ppl off the chat room, Adrian thinks im weird. i refer to them as my non flesh friends. i then add Luke and Ashlee 2 more i see all the time&lt;br /&gt;i now only add if i see and talk to them more then 1 time preferably 3 min since i have a bout 5 i dont chat to and never see them in the room.&lt;br /&gt;but now most days i speak to Michael, Lucian, Suzy, Krystle and Ashlee.&lt;br /&gt;and now i have added 4 more ppl i found on the lymphoma group page who are fellow HL survivours/current patients which is soo good to speak to some one else.&lt;br /&gt;i read in my aunty's blog that the internet of old was for her a way to meet new ppl, and although fb is set up as a networking site u rearly form friendships with ppl u meet randomly on there. and she has mostly friends and family on fb. where im the other way around the most ppl i speak to on fb are the ppl i have met on fb. i do enjoy speaking to them all, and id probably would meet them if i was near them, well the girls i am near we could organise a night out but i need to be cancer free before i head out to a night in the city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-7990320936904623340?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/7990320936904623340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=7990320936904623340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7990320936904623340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/7990320936904623340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/facebook-suprise.html' title='Facebook suprise'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-3035421808946681750</id><published>2008-05-14T22:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:37:24.419+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>the Evil Lisa</title><content type='html'>last night on facebook (me on face book thats umpossible!)i found this test "what Greek philosopher are u" and i decide to do it here is my results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cicero&lt;br /&gt;Cicero introduced Greek philosophy to Rome. He was a versatile Roman philosopher, so versatile that he's impossible to summarize here. He considered his most important achievements to be political; during the dictatorship of Julius Caesar, he championed the return to a traditional Roman Republic. He also created a Latin philosophical vocabulary, introduced formal letter writing to Europe, and was an impressive orator and lawyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you read right he is roman not Greek, the only option that isnt greek and i get it ripped off! i want my money back! so i posted my complaint lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this sucks i do a "Greek" philosopher test and get a non-greek philosopher ripped off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i then decide to do what evil dictator would i be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theodora&lt;br /&gt;A female ruler at a time when most women weren't even educated (11th century Byzantine Empire). You and Theodora aren't bad off, and you both vigorously assert your rights and work hard for what you want. You also shatter traditional ideas about gender roles on a daily basis. Hats off to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow i get a woman dictator i thought id be worse&lt;br /&gt;i suppose because i told the truth and didnt pick the funny answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decide hey what serial killer am i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gary Ridgway&lt;br /&gt;Gary Ridgway killed 50 people and wasn't apprehended for 17 years. Wow! He was a missionary killer - he killed them in an attempt to clean society of "undesirables". Society later decided that Gary's murders were undesirable, and sentenced him to life in prison with the low-lifes he was trying to kill. Nice. You might have a tempestuous family life, and you drive a pickup truck.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this sucks i wanted Bundy or Berkowitz god even Radar or Kürten&lt;br /&gt;okay i know little too much about serial killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;then i think mmmmm drugs what type of drug am i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroin&lt;br /&gt;You are Heroin: A dirivitive of the Opium poppy; You are used for recreational purposes providing great euphoria. You are known for "chasing the dragon"... if you don't know what that means, you're probably stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street names for Heroin include: Aunt Hazel, Black Eagle, Chip, Doogie, Foil, George, Hache, Joy, Muzzle, Noise, Perfect High, Rush Hour, Skag, Thunder, and White Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt;man! i wanted LSD or at least pot. i suppose opium is ok but .... ( i have a new found respect for LSD after i found out that the guy who invented/discovered it died at 102! 102! 102!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;so i then do i more test what type of assassin am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nathuram Godse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nathuram Godse: You assassinated Mahatma Gandhi. As a boy, you idolized Gandhi, but that changed when you held Gandhi responsible for the "Partition of India" which resulted in hundreds of thousands dead. You also wanted to start anti-muslim riots. You have been sentenced to death by hanging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;man i wanted Gavrilo Princip at least he started a world war, which lead to other wars lasting 70 yrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well it all was quite disappointing but most fb applications are lol&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-3035421808946681750?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/3035421808946681750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=3035421808946681750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3035421808946681750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/3035421808946681750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/evil-lisa.html' title='the Evil Lisa'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8329063659089401372</id><published>2008-05-08T10:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:00:18.875+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>bisexuality a cliche? and do i want it?</title><content type='html'>this will have to be the most nervous post i've done.&lt;br /&gt;okay i know i said earlier that i was candid about my self and particularly  about my sexuality. but i didn't state what it is (well i did but not clearly) although i have never been ashamed or nothing i just have been careful with who knows. since it dosnt only affect me. but my family and i mean extended family.&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;back looong time ago when i was 18. most of my discussions with my friends and Adrian (new boy friend) were about sex. threesomes were also a big topic of converstation. and being girls my friends and i found it comfortable to say what chicks were hot and not. (unlike guys, girls can do this and still maintain that they are 100% straight.) threesomes also became a huge topic in Adrian's and and i relationship. around this time i suddenly realised that i was more than just curious about sex with girls. i really wanted to do it. and had developed "crushes" on some of my friends (i say crushes but it really was just wanting have sex with them. i began bringing up 3somes with Adrian more and more and eventually i came to the conclusion i was bisexual. &lt;br /&gt;bisexuality is a big scope so i felt the need to define it to myself. i was in love with Adrian and wanted to marry him (by this stage we were engaged) and loved men. but was also interested in women, and found them hot too. i had no desire to pursue a relationship with a women. and my feelings for women were basically all about sex. &lt;br /&gt;admitting it was a bit scary as when i was younger i was always confused by the bisexual person. how do they stay faithful? do they eventually choose an orientation? how is that fair for their partner?&lt;br /&gt;now i realise you stay faithful to your partner because you want to and its not that hard if you love them. no i didn't eventually "become" straight because i'm married. i still have the same feelings just i wont be having relationships now with women as im in a committed relationship. when your straight and you get married you still find other men hot, you just dont go and sleep with them. how is this fair for Adrian? i hope he has nothing to worry about me running off with another person woman or man. &lt;br /&gt;after i said to myself "Lisa your bi!" i told Adrian he was pretty cool about it (guys dream and all that) and i think he knew. i then told my friends who also were "yep we know!"&lt;br /&gt;it became a big thing for me. i wanted to experiment. and it was a big focus of my sex life and personality for some time.&lt;br /&gt;now years later it has faded into the back ground. more people know now, like my mum and sister who i was afraid to initially tell. I've done my experimenting although i would like more. &lt;br /&gt;I've reevaluated what bi means to me, i think if i was bi before i met Adrian would i'v had a relationship with a women?, if Adrian and i divorced would i go on to be with a women? i dont know these answers and i never will. and it dosnt really bother me.&lt;br /&gt;i once thought everyone was bisexuality just on different scales. &lt;br /&gt;and now in this age maybe im right. &lt;br /&gt;to me bisexuality , especially for women has become a cliche. or experimenting with girls for young women has become a right of passage every one does these days (god i sound old) it seams every where i turn there is a bunch of young women kissing each other, saying they're bi. and i have to wonder are they? or are they just making a statement? trying to turn guys on? it certainly more acceptable now so is that why there is more women being vocal about it?&lt;br /&gt;but it all seams cliche! and whilst im not saying im not bi anymore (its not a choice) i just hate being part of that cliche!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8329063659089401372?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8329063659089401372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8329063659089401372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8329063659089401372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8329063659089401372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/bisexuality-cliche-and-do-i-want-it.html' title='bisexuality a cliche? and do i want it?'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-8077755608584616089</id><published>2008-05-05T16:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:37:24.420+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>6 websites i cant live without</title><content type='html'>i really cant believe im that hooked back into the internet again and how much im spending on line and i have one website to thank/blame for this FACEBOOK! facebook led into 4 other websites i now spend too much time on.&lt;br /&gt;so here are the top 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. needs no introduction- of course it's facebook. i spend waaay to much time on it and  it is the first page i log onto every time i long online. i check my friends updates/notifications ect ect. msg and chat to friends, then waste time adding countless useless applications, doing useless test/quizzes, and joining pointless groups! i also do the puzzles, henjei puzzles and trivia test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The next page i visit is blogger yes of course i have a blog well if your reading this you know lol. this is a place i can ramble on and on perfect for me who never runs out something to say but always runs out of ppl to say things to. so i blog what is happening in my life, what i think about the news events and upload utube videos and slide shows. when i write i live in the balance of fear someone is reading this or upset no one is reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. of course is google its my little saviour up in the top right corner of the page. where i can google EVERYTHING that is beyond me. ppl, movies, places, songs, and a blessing for me single words to correct my horrid spelling, yet i still get wrong.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where would google go if it wasn’t for wikipeida. the website i wish was around when i was in high school! i spent hours on there in my obsession with history and knowledge, sometimes morbid as it may be.&lt;br /&gt;i read about royal history, WWII, Egypt, then freckly yes i search David Berkowitz, ted Bundy, Jeffery darhma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. you tube where i can keep my fav clips from shows and not block up the hard drive on foxtel or dvd recorder, so i post so u think you can dance clips, songs, Simpson’s, and sports ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 i almost for got about this one i cant believe it this website was invented just for me and i could probably assist in running i. IMDB for a movie buff like me who needs to know every movie and tv show an actor has ever been in this is the place to go! it also has discussions boards of every movie, tv show, actor/actress. so i have posted thousands of opinions on my fav boards like "days of our lives" (scary one first!)&lt;br /&gt;all the harry potter ones, and star wars, Dawson's creak to name a few. and my friends had to stage and intervention on me when i was addicted lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-8077755608584616089?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/8077755608584616089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=8077755608584616089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8077755608584616089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/8077755608584616089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-websites-i-cant-live-without.html' title='6 websites i cant live without'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-957844881527438753</id><published>2008-05-05T10:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:44:47.675+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Chain mail from Jen</title><content type='html'>Okay people, lets have some fun...This one is interesting.........Just hit forward and place an X by all the things  you've done or remove the X from the ones you have not  and send it to your friends (including me). Be sure to send your answers back to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(   ) Smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Drank so much you threw up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Been arrested  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  )Gone on a blind date:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Skipped school &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Watched someone die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Been to Perth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Been to Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Been to Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been on a plane &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) Been lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Been on the opposite side of the country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(   ) Gone to  Alice Springs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Swam in the ocean   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x  ) Felt like dying   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Cried yourself to sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Played cops and robbers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Recently coloured with crayons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  x ) Sang Karaoke   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;(  x ) Paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Made prank phone calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x  ) Danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x  ) Written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(   ) Been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(   ) Made a bonfire on the beach  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Crashed a party &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(  ) Gone ice-skating &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( x ) Been skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(   ) Gone to the movies, paid for one ticket and then snuck someone else in after the movie start&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Any nicknames growing up?  Lis, lissey, missy, boney maraoney, Mackie, chickie, skinny minny, Maggie, phebes&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mother's name?       Kym &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favourite drink?     Chocolate milk, cookie n cream from Gloria jeans, coke,  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. Tattoos?  Not yet &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. Body piercing?    Just my ears   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. Birthplace?    Liverpool hospital&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7. Favourite vacation spot?   I really want to go to Tahiti &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. Ever eaten cookies for dinner?  Probably &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. Ever been on TV?   Not that I know of &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10 Ever steal any traffic signs ?    no   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11. Ever been in a car accident?    Yes &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle?   4 door   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13. Favourite salad dressing?     Greek, balsamic, honey mustard &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;14. Favourite pie?    Apple Pie&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;15. Favourite number?    2, 7, 16, 0r 18 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favourite movie?     Grease &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favourite holiday?      My honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favourite dessert?    Mud cake or apple pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Favourite food?     Italian, Japanese &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  Favourite day of the week?   They all feel the same atm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favourite brand of perfume?    Romance by Ralph Lauren, but do I own a bottle nooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Favourite toothpaste?   Fave? Seriously? Who likes toothpaste? I used to use Coalgate 2 in 1, now using MacLean’s enamel protect &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favourite smell?    Cookies, vanilla &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you do to relax? Read a book, bath, fb  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have a message to your friends?   Not really…. Ill be posting these on my blog though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How do you see yourself in 10 years?    10 years? Im sick of looking into the future! But I do want children by then and my uni degree finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Farthest place you will send this message?    Qld &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who will respond the fastest?   who knows???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-957844881527438753?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/957844881527438753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=957844881527438753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/957844881527438753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/957844881527438753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/chain-mail-from-jen.html' title='Chain mail from Jen'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-5825904770355505590</id><published>2008-05-04T15:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:37:24.420+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>facebook the obsessive = Lisa</title><content type='html'>so as most of you know i have a two story house where most living is upstairs (ie 3 bed, kitchen, lounge, dinning, bathroom) and downstairs we have the garages, laudry and 2nd lounge room where we have the play station and pc set up with lounger. there is phone ports in both lounge rooms, kitchen, one of the bedroom, and one in the staff room that is connected to the house but we have no internal access, unforntualtly that port is the only port with a filter for the internet. so while i wish we could have the pc in  one of the spare rooms the port is too far away. so we have to put the pc down in the lounge room to be closer to the port. this worked for a while, but now when im on the net it continually drops out the whole time, and i have to restart the pc about 4 times.  ahhhhh. adrian has a lap top that he brings home from work most days this has a better net connection able to pick it up all over the house so this is where i do most fb and blogging from. trouble is adrian hates me using the laptop, cos im constantly on it when its home and im constantly on fb and im chatting on fb. he hates me chatting. i think he thinks im cheating on him with fb lol. so now we need an electrician to come put a filter in the down stairs lounge room to help with the pc net connection. &lt;br /&gt;anyways i ring on up on thursday to book an electrician and he sounds sleezy to say the least and uncomfortable, and i suddenly relies that the only person who knows he is coming to the house is a fb friend i was chatting to about him. and i start thinking he could attack me and no one would know!, ok i know im totally overreacting since i just talked to said friend about it and how the net could of been my witness, and not to mentioned my work is NEXT DOOR! but still!&lt;br /&gt;so i cancelled him and now have to ring another electrician for this week. when the pc is better, i wont be able to fb from bed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-5825904770355505590?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/5825904770355505590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=5825904770355505590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5825904770355505590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5296464908914405487/posts/default/5825904770355505590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/2008/05/facebook-obsessive-lisa.html' title='facebook the obsessive = Lisa'/><author><name>LisaD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00095902137446446468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SjEFzjs9Q4M/SpyFzBxhIdI/AAAAAAAAADA/BAfrF9rke6g/S220/IMG_0580.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5296464908914405487.post-6985015022152884352</id><published>2008-05-04T15:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:38:45.796+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemo day'/><title type='text'>chemo day with jen</title><content type='html'>i had chemo on tuesday after a week off, my veins were against me, the nurse couldn't find one then when he did the cannula wouldn't flush properly so it pooped out and he had to recannulate me on the other hand. so now i have 2 bruised wrists. becos i was booked in early i got home before 4pm a first for me i was excited! this chemo was my 6th treatment and the completion of my 3rd cycle so it officially marked the half way point in the cancer/ chemo journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5296464908914405487-6985015022152884352?l=lisamd2781.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamd2781.blogspot.com/feeds/6985015022152884352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5296464908914405487&amp;postID=6985015022152884352'
