<?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-5864130</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:33:38.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggity bloggity</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm going crazy, why don't you come along?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-247861526262791149</id><published>2007-12-09T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:18:11.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Post!!!Hello. I am typing from bed. This is my first night in my new place. I moved into the basement of a townhouse 2 of my friends already live in. I am single now. I am leaving my job at the pet store and returning to the dog daycare in a week. If you want more frequent updates about me, I recently started posting to twitter.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/247861526262791149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/247861526262791149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#247861526262791149' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-6221258157565108066</id><published>2007-11-08T01:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T01:15:09.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi!So um hi. I guess a lot has happened since I last posted. Like 2 great trips. A break-up. A new guy... I will maybe post soon? For now, check out my photo site.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/6221258157565108066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/6221258157565108066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6221258157565108066' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-116827668115570136</id><published>2007-01-08T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:18:01.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazy PostCut and pasted from my Presto printer email to my grandparents on Friday night:Hi Grandma and Grandaddy!  Happy New Year!  I hope you are doing well.  It has been a very busy week for me.  I took care of a lot of dogs New Year's Eve - Thirteen!!  And six friends joined me.  It was fun and very profitable.  Three of the dogs had to be kept separate from the others, and they all had to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/116827668115570136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/116827668115570136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116827668115570136' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-116732562004154576</id><published>2006-12-28T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T12:08:43.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Again!I'm back!  You'll be hearing from me more now.  I finally got a laptop, which a person so on-the-go as myself needs.  And I will be making more of a point to type updates about my life because my sister and I (with financial help from mom and dad) gave our grandparents Presto email printers (and a year's service subscription) for Christmas.  It was made for people afraid of computers.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/116732562004154576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/116732562004154576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116732562004154576' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-115941870319055423</id><published>2006-09-28T00:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:46:48.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PromotedI am management! So busy with all the work...Also, Mr. Nibbles is very unwell. And Gummy is a little under the weather. I am broke from a trip to the hamster vet.I got my bike fixed up into working order. Can't wait to ride!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/115941870319055423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/115941870319055423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115941870319055423' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114723174042454110</id><published>2006-05-09T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:29:00.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK now I can say itGrandaddy has cancer. They are going to operate. He seems to be coping with the worry better than anyone else. I don't like when my dad seems scared or sad. Poor Grandma is all shook up. I'm not sure how I feel. Obviously worried, sad that he has to go through surgery and hospital stuff, sad to think about mortality, especially of loved ones. I'm hopeful that he'll be as lucky </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114723174042454110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114723174042454110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114723174042454110' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114681559078368775</id><published>2006-05-05T03:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T03:53:10.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleepless and SadInsomniac attack!!! Could be karma getting me back for ignoring the pleas of a client seeking a dogwalker tonight while he was at the hospital for tests for his sleep problems.I want to post what's on my mind, but someone may read it here who isn't supposed to find out this way. So... next week I will post.The house is finally clean. Except my room, laundry room and garage.Oh and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114681559078368775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114681559078368775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114681559078368775' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114662710925028390</id><published>2006-05-02T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:31:49.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sponsor Me!Help the homeless critters! I decided today to participate in a 5k event Sunday for the local humane society. I am accepting sponsors!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114662710925028390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114662710925028390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114662710925028390' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114632268745004215</id><published>2006-04-29T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:58:07.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moving to EuropeYou Belong in DublinFriendly and down to earth, you want to enjoy Europe without snobbery or pretensions.You're the perfect person to go wild on a pub crawl... or enjoy a quiet bike ride through the old part of town.What European City Do You Belong In?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114632268745004215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114632268745004215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114632268745004215' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114438166070504304</id><published>2006-04-07T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:47:40.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>30Happy Birthday to me!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114438166070504304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114438166070504304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114438166070504304' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114431009120886782</id><published>2006-04-06T03:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:54:51.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>iNsOmNiAis annoying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114431009120886782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114431009120886782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114431009120886782' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114243502526747523</id><published>2006-03-15T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:03:45.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChangingI want to be more proactive and not so reactive. And I want to improve my social skills. So I will be working on those goals more.I have recently slacked on the "dieting," which I prefer to call eating healthy. But I am doing better at it again and fortunately didn't gain much. I basically gave myself a break from limiting my foods while recovering the weight and strength from being so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114243502526747523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114243502526747523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114243502526747523' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114062088763549321</id><published>2006-02-22T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:08:07.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&amp;@*?$#!DAMMIT. I'm supposed to go back to work today. I woke up with stomach pain and have been sick 3 times this morning. I feel like dookie. Every fiber of me hurts. I'm dehydrated, boney and weak. I am miserable! Wah!!! (Trying hard to remind myself to be glad it's not worse. Many people have much worse illnesses/pain and mine will be over soon....)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114062088763549321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114062088763549321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114062088763549321' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114048106843708133</id><published>2006-02-20T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:17:48.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So SickI woke up early yesterday violently ill. I have not been so sick in a long time. I lost 10 pounds!!! I am starting to feel better, but I have hardly any energy. Very achy. Trying to figure out what I might try to eat as my first food in two days.I am so grateful to have great friends in my life. Lex went to work for me (that poor girl really needs some time off!), bought me medicine and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114048106843708133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114048106843708133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114048106843708133' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114014836214208015</id><published>2006-02-16T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:52:42.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Birthday BashShould I have the party at my house? What should we do? Should we go somewhere? Theme ideas? Must be special! Everyone must come! It will be fun!!!!! April 15 is the party date. April 7 is the actual b-day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114014836214208015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114014836214208015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114014836214208015' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-114010643207825939</id><published>2006-02-16T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:13:52.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>C0mc@$t $uxI am staying w/ 2 chocolate labs who thankfully have internet! Ours went out in the snowstorm Saturday. Hopefully they are fixing it today, but probably charging us to do so again. Bastards.I have been working very hard lately as we have been short-staffed and/or training a bunch of new people. A bunch of new people makes it sound like we have a bunch of employees. But we don't. We're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114010643207825939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/114010643207825939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114010643207825939' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113892647864901568</id><published>2006-02-02T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:30:05.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WishfulMade a new wishlist today. Several items on it are gift ideas for other people. Or ideas of a craft to make myself ... some day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113892647864901568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113892647864901568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113892647864901568' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113860298953322633</id><published>2006-01-30T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:36:29.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HomeI'm home. Finished pet-sitting this evening, drove home, drove to my parents' house, drove to the car shop, drove to Walmart (I forgot I'm not supposed to shop there because of their employment practices and stuff but Brian wanted a cord for his new toy but they didn't have it but I bought gym clothes), drove to Fridays, drank and ate and drank another, let Brian drive us home, played w/ Mr. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113860298953322633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113860298953322633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113860298953322633' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113817125983764297</id><published>2006-01-25T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T01:40:59.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy****Warning. I know some people who really love animals read this blog. This post is gross and upsetting. Sorry. I just had to tell it.****Lotsa pet-sitting. Soon lots more work when we become even more short-handed. Sunday is my last weekend day off for an unknown amount of time, but I will be dogsitting. Hoping to make it to the Pet Expo at the state fairgrounds.So this morning ... I leave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113817125983764297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113817125983764297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113817125983764297' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113712576922661212</id><published>2006-01-12T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:16:09.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Results are Coming InI lost 4 pounds!!!!! It's working!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113712576922661212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113712576922661212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113712576922661212' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113675530663495333</id><published>2006-01-08T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T16:21:46.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UGHI feel like crap from the detox. I've had insomnia and my blood sugar isn't staying as level as it's supposed to. And the gym made me hurt. I have caffeine withdrawal headaches and sluggishness too. My body is freaking out by the sudden switch to healthy foods. When do I start to get energy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113675530663495333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113675530663495333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113675530663495333' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113643817780180439</id><published>2006-01-05T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:16:51.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On ScreenRecently Viewed              Jersey Girl on DVD while dogsitting        Flavor of Love WTF?        Celebrity Fit Club 3        Whose Line is it Anyway with special guest Richard Simmons funniest damn thing I've seen in a long time!        Dog the Bounty HunterThey're actually really nice people. Interesting to watch.        Friends Season 1 on DVD while dogsitting      Now Playing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643817780180439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643817780180439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113643817780180439' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113643351747033359</id><published>2006-01-04T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:10:20.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shopping List              Tempur-Pedic® Insoles (I am on my feet all day)        Sky Blue Power NAP™ Sac Cover for my MOST FAVORITE PILLOW EVER (gift from Brian)        Workout Shoes        Work Shoes        Or Maybe These?        Or These        Microwave Steamer        Tongs        Watch for Dad's birthday      What should I get with my gift cards?              Bath and Body Works        </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643351747033359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643351747033359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113643351747033359' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113643301327951425</id><published>2006-01-04T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:50:13.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hell Yeah!I am actually making the changes I have wanted so badly to make. Really doing the new year resolution thing.I am eating so healthy!!!!I am using eDiets' Glycemic Impact Diet and following their explicit, detailed instructions. I'm cooking and everything. I have food in my house. Healthy food.So I will have lost the weight I wanna lose pretty much just in time for my BIG birthday. (Start</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643301327951425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113643301327951425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113643301327951425' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113582670640219068</id><published>2005-12-28T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T22:25:06.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three More Daysof 2005. Wow.Sorry for not writing. I have been... you guessed it... busy!I am sitting at a laptop on dial-up in the basement of my friend's house eating her mom's delicious lasagne while their cute senior Tibetan spaniel whines, trying to convince me he will die if I don't give him some. I have been dogsitting him for a week and will be done tomorrow night. I am off tomorrow, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113582670640219068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113582670640219068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113582670640219068' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113471324215331743</id><published>2005-12-16T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T01:07:22.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Thing I Didn't Name Him Harrycuz Mr. Nibbles is losing his hair!I'm increasing his vitamins from fruits and veggies. I hope it's not parasites.Speaking of being grossed out by bugs...This morning I put my right shoe on and laced it and felt a lump under my foot, which I guessed was a lint ball. I took my shoe back off and one of those creepy ass cave crickets (aka spider crickets, aka camel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113471324215331743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113471324215331743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113471324215331743' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113258844501861397</id><published>2005-11-21T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:54:05.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RawWent out to dinner before Harry Potter last night. The cook neglected to actually finish cooking my chicken. It comes all covered in cheese and goo so I hadn't really noticed by looking at it that it was raw in the middle. I just thought it was extra mushy. I had eaten a third of it when Brian asked for a piece and saw it wasn't cooked.So now I have a mild (thank god!) case of food poisoning.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113258844501861397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113258844501861397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113258844501861397' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113237836555763212</id><published>2005-11-19T00:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:32:45.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad First ImpressionMr. Nibbles hates me.It's all a misunderstanding. But I don't speak hamster so I can't explain I was just concerned he hadn't had any water and wanted to make sure he drank.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113237836555763212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113237836555763212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113237836555763212' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113194737903548212</id><published>2005-11-14T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:49:39.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking Forwardto              getting my hamster thursday        2 yummy thanksgiving dinners        dogsittin' kobi. i love kobi and haven't seen him for a long time.        j coming back from ny to work the week b4 xmas. that will be fun.        cb's party saturday if i can get over being shy        harry potter movie!!!      </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113194737903548212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113194737903548212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113194737903548212' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113194503760665320</id><published>2005-11-14T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:10:37.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laura isFrustrated</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113194503760665320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113194503760665320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113194503760665320' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113142480508433644</id><published>2005-11-07T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:40:05.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OW!!!!F-ing OW! My shoulder is F'ed up! Ow dammit! I do not like being in pain every waking moment. :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113142480508433644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113142480508433644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113142480508433644' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113107152940224316</id><published>2005-11-03T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T21:32:09.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HammyI'm going to try to adopt this guy. He will be needing a new name.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113107152940224316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113107152940224316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113107152940224316' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113099390421126268</id><published>2005-11-02T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:02:17.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Laura ListI just found this list I made about myself on May 16 of this year. I guess I was going to add more and then post it. Well that didn't happen, so I'll just post it as is:Laura1. feels fortunate to be born when &amp; where she was to the family she has.2. was born April 7, 1976 in Annapolis, Maryland, USA.3. has one sister, 2 years younger.4. misses her sister because she doesn't see, talk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113099390421126268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113099390421126268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113099390421126268' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-113038058000746826</id><published>2005-10-26T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T22:36:20.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OwMy stomach is rejecting me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113038058000746826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/113038058000746826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113038058000746826' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112865686741101594</id><published>2005-10-06T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:47:47.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Family VacationHeaded to Myrtle Beach early in the A.M.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112865686741101594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112865686741101594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112865686741101594' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112856918460020038</id><published>2005-10-05T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:26:24.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MessyThat about sums it all up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112856918460020038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112856918460020038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112856918460020038' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112849052891966689</id><published>2005-10-05T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:35:28.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RecognizeSomeone needs to wake up and worship me for the bomb-ass bitch that I am.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112849052891966689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112849052891966689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112849052891966689' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112822415390536374</id><published>2005-10-01T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:35:53.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too MuchCell phones for dogs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112822415390536374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112822415390536374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112822415390536374' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112814248478080706</id><published>2005-10-01T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:54:44.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Partygirl?My cousin told me I should quit the pet biz and be a party planner. Everyone enjoyed my black and hot pink decorations (I have "flare") for my aunt's 50 &amp; Fabulous birthday celebration tonight. (Thanks, Stephanie, for your help with the sign! She loved it and took it home.) Combined with my mom's food, my cousin's CD compilation and cosmo's, and the personalities and stories of the fam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112814248478080706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112814248478080706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112814248478080706' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112734094521868613</id><published>2005-09-21T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:15:45.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beach!Goin' to the beach on my 2 days off. Peace out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112734094521868613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112734094521868613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112734094521868613' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112614827136133198</id><published>2005-09-07T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:57:51.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>K9 Hurricane SurvivorsJust saw this article about dogs being rescued to this area from the hurricane states.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112614827136133198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112614827136133198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112614827136133198' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112610422603986773</id><published>2005-09-07T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:48:42.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This One Time, At Band Camp...I wrote this last night, but the internet went down, again.It is good to be home and having my time away from work being my own. I have been petsitting like all summer. (Don't worry, Steph, I'm looking forward to hanging out with your sweet gang at your place.) It's nice to get to take a breath and sleep in. It's nice to ca$h all those check$ too.So since dinner </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112610422603986773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112610422603986773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112610422603986773' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112568534914177435</id><published>2005-09-02T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:22:29.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>True DisasterMy little mind cannot truly fathom the horror of the hurricane and its aftermath. Some random thoughts ... First of all, it's awful. People are stranded, in filth, with nothing, not even water or food or medicine, not sure if family members are alive. There are too many people who need help and to be rescued and treated and sheltered and fed. They can't all get help in time. The help</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112568534914177435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112568534914177435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112568534914177435' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112537660453932389</id><published>2005-08-30T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:36:44.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TiredI am so tired. I can't remember the last day I wasn't petsitting. I am looking forward to sleeping in on Sept. 8th.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112537660453932389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112537660453932389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112537660453932389' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112476788376820027</id><published>2005-08-22T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:32:16.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dog Masquerade BallI am going to be attending the Halloween Howl fundraiser, "A Masquerade Party for Dogs &amp; Dog Lovers." What sort of costume should I wear??? (And IF I can come up with a friendly dog to borrow, how should I dress it up?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112476788376820027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112476788376820027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112476788376820027' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112458814738862815</id><published>2005-08-20T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:35:47.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Room WantedHere's what I've come up with for my profile while house-hunting...  I am very friendly with some shy tendencies. I am reasonable and considerate and prefer to live with the same. I would love to live with nice, fun people. I enjoy being part of a supportive, easy-going group house environment. Don't worry, I have my own life too. I must have internet access! I would LOVE to live </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112458814738862815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112458814738862815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112458814738862815' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112386173355167932</id><published>2005-08-12T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T11:53:24.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... And ContinuesLaura is feeling a little pessimistic.Tuesday: Was going to see if friends from old job wanted to do lunch. Overslept. Was going to go to the zoo. Raining nonstop. Blech. So I stayed home. I played with my new Tivo.Wednesday: Slept in. Got a late start. Eventually met up with a good friend I hadn't seen in a while. Had dinner. Intended to go into DC but didn't make it.Thursday: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112386173355167932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112386173355167932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112386173355167932' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112351565594295861</id><published>2005-08-08T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T11:40:55.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Curse ContinuesVacation has really become a dirty word for me. What did I do to piss off the vacation gods?Friday, first day of my vacation: Called into work. Sit in traffic melting to death on the beltway during hottest part of day with no A/C. Work like a dog on a very busy day while understaffed. After closing, work in warehouse til 9 p.m.! I am still sore! (Thank you to my girlfriends for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112351565594295861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112351565594295861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112351565594295861' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112260308191317566</id><published>2005-07-28T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:11:21.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation?My paid vacation is scheduled for Fri. Aug. 5 - Sat. Aug. 13. What should I do?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112260308191317566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112260308191317566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112260308191317566' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112183223393166827</id><published>2005-07-19T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T00:14:50.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Night!Hooray for Tuesday ending! A whole week until another one! (It's the craziest day at work ... shipment day ...)Wish Xena luck on her field trip tomorrow. Since I have to do some cage cleaning and general care for the guinea pig, cockatiel and bearded dragon I'm petsitting near the store, I'll be gone too long tomorrow if she stays all the way down here at my parents' house. So she's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112183223393166827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112183223393166827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112183223393166827' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-112104917648629574</id><published>2005-07-10T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T22:32:56.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Away From HomeI'm still away from home. This week I have very limited internet access. I am so busy busy. I'm updating my moblog regularly though. Maybe I'll have time to post here by the weekend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112104917648629574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/112104917648629574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112104917648629574' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111932745878137091</id><published>2005-06-21T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:50:50.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SolsticeHappy First Day of Summer!Also it's Bring Your Pet to Work Week. I don't think I'll me taking mine.The new Laura starts her first day tomorrow (er technically today). She will need to change her name. I am the one and only, the original. There can be no other.Oh I just realized it will be my one-year anniversary at the pet store today. Wow. Time flies...Also this week: I am looking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111932745878137091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111932745878137091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111932745878137091' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111850090889499711</id><published>2005-06-11T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T10:41:48.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GoneI'm probably not coming home until Sunday night, so I'll have to finish my posts later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111850090889499711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111850090889499711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111850090889499711' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111845938787372505</id><published>2005-06-10T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:17:11.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PreviewReminders to myself of what I want to write about. And teasers for you, my reader(s).Rant #3: Heat#4: Boys   at home   the boy   at work #5: Drivers#6: Customers#7: ?? I forget but I'm sure there's more!Next post: health vs. wealth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845938787372505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845938787372505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111845938787372505' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111845894684524748</id><published>2005-06-10T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:13:53.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rant #2Oh I have a whole week full of rants to post. I have a little time to do so now that it's Friday night.This one is entitled Phone Trouble.Oops I'll have to write it later. We're going to go out to Fridays. After I shower the nasty day off me. I'll also have to write about that (the nasty day).TGIF!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845894684524748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845894684524748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111845894684524748' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111845832780000773</id><published>2005-06-10T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:52:07.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ClerksWhat is so frickin' hard about taking purchased items off a gift registry, people? They screwed it up at both stores when I bought gifts for my cousin. One place put things I bought for myself ONTO her registry. And didn't mark the towels I bought off the registry as purchased. The other place didn't mark the gift as purchased either. That lady was clueless when she rang me up. It's not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845832780000773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111845832780000773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111845832780000773' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111792602763448840</id><published>2005-06-04T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:13:39.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HumbledI have tarnished the Doggiegirl name. I completely embarrassed myself walking the 2 dogs I'm watching this weekend. They are brittany spaniels - medium-sized dogs. And one is old. And while not a trainer or even a dog owner, I consider myself a bit of an expert. Well I got schooled today. These cute little doggies DRAGGED me down the street. I could NOT control them. No matter what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111792602763448840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111792602763448840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111792602763448840' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111702783243221252</id><published>2005-05-25T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:30:32.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AwayI'm dogsitting for a week. Have a good holiday weekend!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111702783243221252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111702783243221252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111702783243221252' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111690647589984192</id><published>2005-05-23T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:47:55.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am SO sick of the FUCKING DRAMA!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111690647589984192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111690647589984192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111690647589984192' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111686615047828731</id><published>2005-05-23T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T12:35:50.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Technical DifficultiesI've tried to post different silly stuff recently and I consistently failed to get it to show up properly. I will work on it again soon. It was my results to quizzes on a different quiz site. They looked really strange and sometimes ate half of my blog, so I didn't leave them up. Then I was trying to post photos &amp; they didn't show up.  ???But I did add a bunch of pix to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111686615047828731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111686615047828731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111686615047828731' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111560666821509982</id><published>2005-05-08T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T23:20:25.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend EndMissed the Pet Fiesta cuz I had to work. Didn't get to hang out with Stephanie &amp; Dan. At least I made up for the pay I lost by going home sick Wednesday... Stephanie sent me a cute pic from the Pet Fiesta of Dudley. He's a regular at the doggie daycare where I used to work &amp; Stephanie still does.Christine's housewarming party was fun. I met friendly, funny, interesting &amp; intelligent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111560666821509982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111560666821509982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111560666821509982' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111542698966770050</id><published>2005-05-06T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:16:13.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend Plans              Tomorrow during the day: Pet Fiesta        Tomorrow: Celebrate Dan's birthday        Tomorrow night: Christine's 1st party at her own home        Sunday: Mother's Day dinner at my sister's place w/ parents &amp; grandparents        All other free time: CLEAN!!!! (&amp; shopping errands)      </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111542698966770050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111542698966770050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111542698966770050' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111517119591561150</id><published>2005-05-03T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:07:12.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Blue Da Ba DeeSome more quiz results:    BLUEYou give your love and friendship unconditionaly. You enjoy long, thoughtful conversations rich in philosophy and spirituality. You are very loyal and intuitive.Find out your color at Quiz Me!discover what candy you are @ quiz mefind your inner PIE @ stvlive.comOh no ...Laura wasa Mean Priestin a past life.Discover your past lives @ Quiz MeThe Mean</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111517119591561150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111517119591561150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111517119591561150' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111509638414950960</id><published>2005-05-03T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T01:10:13.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RetestI retook the dog breed quiz using my 2nd choice answers on all the questions. So if I was a mutt I'd me a mix between a whippet and a bulldog. Interesting.My friend Stephanie made this quiz, btw. It's only 4 questions. What kind of dog are you?discover your dog breed @ quiz meme</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111509638414950960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111509638414950960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111509638414950960' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111482457213943350</id><published>2005-04-29T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:32:49.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Computer!!!!I am online again!!! YAY YAY YAY! My dear kind friends Stephanie &amp; Dan donated a spare machine to me last weekend. It took me until today to figure out why it couldn't get online. (My brain hurts.) So I have spent my ENTIRE day glued to the thing since finally getting connected. I changed my moblog around. Go to the bottom and check out my slide shows.I'm now using Mozilla Firefox</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111482457213943350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111482457213943350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111482457213943350' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111479948175915196</id><published>2005-04-29T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T14:31:21.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY WANDI !!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111479948175915196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111479948175915196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111479948175915196' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111283446994200710</id><published>2005-04-06T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:20:00.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>discover your dog breed @ quiz meme</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111283446994200710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111283446994200710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111283446994200710' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111245586359291074</id><published>2005-04-02T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:35:56.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy Cow It's April AlreadyI'm up early. I've been up since 8:40. FYI that is earlier than I get up on a work day. So I'm gonna be tired today. Might have to resort to coffee (I never drink it). But I'll get a full day in. Lookin' forward to going to the Super Pet Expo with Stephanie &amp; Danny. Yay! Hangin' out w/ fun friends AND being a pet-lover dork. Hopefully we'll visit the doggy daycare &amp; I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111245586359291074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111245586359291074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111245586359291074' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111181944262087656</id><published>2005-03-26T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:44:02.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Clean House, Clean House, I Live in a Clean HouseIt's all clean!!! I'm loving it. The whole freakin' house. And it's staying that way. Except sometimes the kitchen but it doesn't get bad. Same with the bathroom. MY ROOM IS CLEAN!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111181944262087656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111181944262087656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111181944262087656' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111119976229447899</id><published>2005-03-18T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:36:02.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DealOverstock.com is having a $1 shipping deal through the end of the month. Like no matter how huge your order (Brian's getting a headboard/footboard and bed frame), $1 shipping.And they have some awesome prices and lots of stuff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111119976229447899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111119976229447899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111119976229447899' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111102834380243421</id><published>2005-03-17T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T10:26:47.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day!(Cute pic here)And Happy Anniversary Stephanie &amp; Danny!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111102834380243421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111102834380243421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111102834380243421' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111073344839880579</id><published>2005-03-13T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T12:07:06.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They Know Me So WellThose marketing people have actually started using their noggins. First by finally making Coke with Lime. Now by combining my beloved pepperoni pizza w/ dipping sauces ... including Ranch! So I've ordered delivery and we're gonna try Pizza Hut's Dippin' Strips Pizza.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111073344839880579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111073344839880579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111073344839880579' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111033602888787608</id><published>2005-03-08T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T23:58:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The Dog Whisperer"Cesar Millan. This guy is amazing. He is the dog expert I've been searching for. Finally, someone who really knows what he's talking about and makes complete sense because he relates to dogs as dogs. I have read or listened to alot of expert advice about dogs and this is the first person who doesn't leave me thinking "but what if ..." I am greedily watching every episode I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111033602888787608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111033602888787608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111033602888787608' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111017156712345837</id><published>2005-03-06T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:23:42.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tigers and Super GlueHaha. Poor dumb old lady. Oh no. Here's another one.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111017156712345837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111017156712345837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111017156712345837' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111013895244075318</id><published>2005-03-06T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:16:44.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Linkity LinkityI put some more links on my blog site today. Check 'em out ... if you dare.Also I added some links to some recent posts, for your viewing pleasure. Or so I could procrastinate cleaning my room.I added a little bit of stuff to my profile too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111013895244075318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111013895244075318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111013895244075318' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-111005909393763853</id><published>2005-03-05T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T13:32:55.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feelin' Not So GoodI was so sick last night. Ugh. I'm still not feeling too stellar. I slept alot. I'm afraid to eat. I'm tired and achy. My stomach hurts.I'm at my parents.' I had a hair appointment at my hometown hair shop. I'm red again. And I'm picking up my car from the hometown repair shop (again). And then I'm leaving it at my parents' and borrowing the truck. So Brian can pick up a bed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111005909393763853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/111005909393763853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111005909393763853' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110991576980379568</id><published>2005-03-04T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T00:56:09.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stuff I Didn't NeedAnother late night. There was a traffic jam on the beltway so I got off and went shopping. I went to the craft store (ACMoore) and then the art store (Pearl), looking for a wierd sized poster frame (42x59cm or 16 1/2 x 23 1/4 in). They of course did not have it even though both stores sell the exact "mini poster" I want to frame (it's a puppy of course). I would settle for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110991576980379568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110991576980379568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110991576980379568' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110991456071822891</id><published>2005-03-04T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T00:39:03.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DumbQuote of the DayAfter seeing Michael Landon's commercial for Little House of the Prairie reruns ... "Isn't he dead?" (affirmative response) "They must have made that before he died."  --- the boss's wifeOh I so wanna see a commercial featuring the corpse of Michael Landon urging viewers to tune in to his show.Dumbest Moment of the Day              Monday: running full speed ahead into the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110991456071822891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110991456071822891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110991456071822891' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110982163192855603</id><published>2005-03-02T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T11:01:19.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a Blog TeaseSorry. I know I promised a post tonight. I guess technically this counts, but it isn't what I had in mind. I didn't get home 'til almost 10 cuz my car went haywire this morning and I had to (slowly &amp; gingerly) drive it down past my parents' house to the repair shop after work. Then I got my Dad's car and visited my folks &amp; the dog briefly. Then I stopped at Wawa for sandwiches. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110982163192855603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110982163192855603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110982163192855603' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110974260312880263</id><published>2005-03-02T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T00:50:03.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy busyI drafted a post but I haven't had a chance to finish it. I haven't been home much at all. But stay tuned because new posts are coming very soon, starting tonight after work. And if I can get the bluetooth adapter running on my computer, I will be uploading a whole bunch of pix from the camera phone later this week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110974260312880263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110974260312880263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110974260312880263' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110885545061556021</id><published>2005-02-19T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:24:10.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday NightTonight I'm going down to my parents' house. My sister and her roommate from college are there. Someone will be following me to the local car repair shop in order to drive me home after dropping off my dying car (can't seem to accelerate uphill). Everyone wish really hard that it won't be an outrageous fortune to fix, cuz I ain't got the $$$.We're having a pork tenderloin dinner. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110885545061556021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110885545061556021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110885545061556021' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110878063915437012</id><published>2005-02-18T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T21:53:38.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LAUNCHcastIt's been around awhile &amp; y'all are internet savvy, plus I've had it as one of my links for a long time, but just in case you aren't familiar, I wanna tell everyone about my little friend, LAUNCHcast.It's an internet radio station that is customizeable and intelligent. It guesses and learns what you would like to hear, based on ratings you make. I think it's way cool and really enjoy it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110878063915437012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110878063915437012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110878063915437012' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110853089976300996</id><published>2005-02-15T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:14:59.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YesterdayI really hate the holiday. I try to ignore it. I really hate it.While out shopping Sunday night though, it occurred to me that it was kinda nice to see all those people packed into the Walmart picking out something to give to someone they love. It's nice to think that so many people care about someone. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I've been jaded by the people in this area </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110853089976300996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110853089976300996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110853089976300996' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110852937726567727</id><published>2005-02-15T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:48:09.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ozzie Who?The sad day has come. I do not recognize the dog of the week. I've been away from the dog daycare too long.Some really cute and enthusiastically cuddly dogs came into the store today at least. A way cool Aussie* girl who LOVED getting butt scratches and a young Berner** named Paris who, while still much smaller than her full-grown potential, actually knocked me down in her excitement to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110852937726567727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110852937726567727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110852937726567727' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110824265683144306</id><published>2005-02-12T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:11:03.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ringtones!Cool: Get any ringtone sent to you for free at SmashtheTones.If you have an mp3 you want as your ringtone, use this site. If you want a polyphonic ring tone, this site will direct you to finding any song you want and can send it to you after you save it.Your phone needs to have web access of some sort. (For me it's mmode.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110824265683144306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110824265683144306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110824265683144306' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110767615201444979</id><published>2005-02-06T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:49:12.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SisterhoodIt was great to hang out with my sister tonight. For one thing, she's so much like me. It's comforting to be around that. Plus she's awesome. She made a yummy dinner, we talked and laughed, we played a goofy test-your-unusual knowledge game and it was very close, and we colored. She told me great stories about the kids at work. We commiserated about having to deal with crappy parents </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110767615201444979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110767615201444979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110767615201444979' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110762070557490347</id><published>2005-02-05T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T11:28:52.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death and BirthI'm procrastinating getting ready for a funeral. I feel thankful it's been more than 3 years since I've had one to attend. I think. Wow. Has that much time gone by?Afterwards I'm meeting my cousin's baby. I was sick when she came to town for Christmas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110762070557490347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110762070557490347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110762070557490347' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110740249994739641</id><published>2005-02-02T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:51:50.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday is Not as Good as SundayI am cold and my tummy is really unhappy. I am home alone. I'm going to burrow into bed and watch my tape of Alias from last week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110740249994739641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110740249994739641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110740249994739641' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110711412484377390</id><published>2005-01-30T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T14:44:08.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:DI am feeling goo-ood (good in two syllables for emphasis). :DI like Sundays.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110711412484377390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110711412484377390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110711412484377390' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110697447264609157</id><published>2005-01-28T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:52:48.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good nightI'm all clean. Dinner was good. I have a bad headache now. Taking ibuprofen and going to lie down in the dark. We'll probably watch American Idol on Tivo if I feel up to it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110697447264609157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110697447264609157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110697447264609157' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110696244258485664</id><published>2005-01-28T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:55:22.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weeeeeeeeekkkkkeennnnnnnnnnnnndddd!!!Yay! :) :) It's the weekend. It's the weekend. (Doin' a little weekend dance.) This is my first weekend free since early December. Woo-hoo! It's mine all mine.Got home from work about 20 minutes ago. Gonna shower. Cuz I did a bunch of dirty work today -- held squirmy long-haired guinea pigs to trim their nails, and I spent most of the day cleaning up dirty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110696244258485664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110696244258485664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110696244258485664' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110680845802407997</id><published>2005-01-27T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:57:57.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>American IdiotsAlso awesomely entertaining: these early-in-the season episodes of American Idol. The crazy people who suck or are just insane but think that they're great are so incredible to watch. Amazing stuff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680845802407997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680845802407997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110680845802407997' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110680828594190745</id><published>2005-01-27T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:58:23.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Much FunThe drumming game my roommate bought today for his PS2 is SO MUCH FUN. I wanna rock and roll all night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680828594190745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680828594190745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110680828594190745' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110680816280114665</id><published>2005-01-27T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:59:18.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breakthrough?Franko trusted me enough to accept a veggie chip from me today. I'm so tickled.(Franko is a parrot who tends to be very not nice to people.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680816280114665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110680816280114665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110680816280114665' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110663252465427280</id><published>2005-01-25T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:59:34.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daily AffirmationI am the stupidest girl.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110663252465427280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110663252465427280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110663252465427280' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110649861123254576</id><published>2005-01-23T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:01:57.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> A Three-Hour Drive, A Three-Hour DriveI had to work yesterday because J decided he would rather go to California than work. My normal weekday shift begins at 11:30. Yesterday, on Saturday, I had to get up at 6:45. It started snowing when I was almost to work. It snowed A LOT. We sold a lot of dog food in the first hour. Our store is next to Giant, which was insane. I knew we'd be closing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110649861123254576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110649861123254576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110649861123254576' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110633027114502874</id><published>2005-01-21T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:03:31.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still HereOh BTW, I didn't move. So I'm really broke and I owe my roommates rent money since I paid rent at the other place.Moving Day arrived and I just really didn't want to do it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110633027114502874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110633027114502874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110633027114502874' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110632890518977234</id><published>2005-01-21T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:04:49.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IOUI wrote an IOU to a gas station last night. Yep. I'm pathetic. I forgot to bring my money, ID &amp; check card to work yesterday. I borrowed $12 from Lex for lunch (spent $1 on frozen pizza) and gas. After work I went across the street to put $11 of gas in my car. When I went to prepay, I saw huge signs, "Pump First, Then Pay." OK... So I start pumping. Then my inability to stay focused kicked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110632890518977234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110632890518977234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110632890518977234' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110532257188461121</id><published>2005-01-09T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:06:22.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HelloHaven't posted much. Haven't been home much. Was of course very busy before the holidays. Had a really nice Christmas with the family. Then dog-sat for 10 days. Been going out more than usual. Worked long hours yesterday. Slept in today -- yay. Had dinner tonight at Carrabbas (so good!) to celebrate my dad's birthday (Jan. 3).I should be cleaning and packing like crazy but I'm lazy. I'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110532257188461121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110532257188461121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110532257188461121' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5864130.post-110505830259017347</id><published>2005-01-06T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T19:57:05.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Miam...Miam HAP!So I bought this lunch box at the dollar store cuz it was so freakin' weird. Went online to find out what it meant. I found this.Then I found it in a French site so I went to a Francais-Anglais dictionary site and found out miam miam means yum yum.And I saw :HAP: used in an emoticon kind of way. Like :LOL: So I'm guessing it means I am happy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110505830259017347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5864130/posts/default/110505830259017347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doggiegirl.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110505830259017347' title=''/><author><name>doggiegirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15491682992206975142</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
