<?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-9008637</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:52:45.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tripping billies jen</title><subtitle type='html'>"eat, drink, and be merry...for tomorrow we'll die" ~dave matthews</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-7012288021121657699</id><published>2006-11-15T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:21:45.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5629/1099/1600/023_1A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5629/1099/320/023_1A1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Charlie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-7012288021121657699?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7012288021121657699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=7012288021121657699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/7012288021121657699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/7012288021121657699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-charlie.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-4278957985681887890</id><published>2006-11-15T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:11:31.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the new love of my life</title><content type='html'>so my dog in ny died on friday...she was old and her body shut down...but i was sooooo incredibly bummed about it, that silky went out and got me a new puppy to make me happy...i am posting a pic of him...his name is Charlie Mack Smooth, but we just call him Charlie...he's a pure bred beagle and i love him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-4278957985681887890?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4278957985681887890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=4278957985681887890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/4278957985681887890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/4278957985681887890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-love-of-my-life.html' title='the new love of my life'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116240726936270982</id><published>2006-11-01T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:07:00.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/halloween014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/halloween014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116240726936270982?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116240726936270982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116240726936270982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240726936270982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240726936270982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116240720042255397</id><published>2006-11-01T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:07:00.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/halloween010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/halloween010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and karyl's husband, cousin todd for real&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116240720042255397?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116240720042255397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116240720042255397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240720042255397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240720042255397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-karyls-husband-cousin-todd-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116240716926600081</id><published>2006-11-01T13:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:07:00.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/halloween011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/halloween011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my cousin&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116240716926600081?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116240716926600081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116240716926600081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240716926600081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240716926600081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116240711483599033</id><published>2006-11-01T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:07:00.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/halloween016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/halloween016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smooches&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116240711483599033?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116240711483599033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116240711483599033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240711483599033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240711483599033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/smooches.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116240708207333152</id><published>2006-11-01T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/halloween008.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/halloween008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look awful in my hot dog costume...but damn what a good costume&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116240708207333152?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116240708207333152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116240708207333152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240708207333152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116240708207333152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-look-awful-in-my-hot-dog-costume.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116239523559923348</id><published>2006-11-01T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets the nerves begin</title><content type='html'>so silky is coming to ny with me for christmas.  he's going to be meeting the WHOLE family...all my brothers and sisters and their kids and everything...holy crap.  but it'll be worth it.  i don't think i could be away from him for a whole week.  so i'm pretty excited i guess, but nervous...how was everyone's halloween?  i bought a hot dog costume and wore it for only like 3 minutes if that...oh well, we went out with my cousin and her husband and had a really good time.  i'm pretty hung over right now, but what are you gonna do?  so anyways, i guess i better try to find something to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116239523559923348?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116239523559923348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116239523559923348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116239523559923348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116239523559923348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-nerves-begin.html' title='lets the nerves begin'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116068158733401975</id><published>2006-10-12T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun</title><content type='html'>You know you're from Tampa when...&lt;br /&gt; 1. You know the difference between I-75 and I-275.&lt;br /&gt;2. You know it will rain between 2 and 6 pm during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You wear Tank tops and Flip Flops 365 days a year.&lt;br /&gt;4. St. Pete is known as 'where the old people live'.&lt;br /&gt;5. Odessa/Lutz is where the cows roam.&lt;br /&gt;6. There is a Publix on every street. And it's the best place to get sushi.&lt;br /&gt;7. There is a Wal-mart on every other street.&lt;br /&gt;8. You've memorized where every bar is in Ybor.&lt;br /&gt;9. Gasparilla and Guavaween are holidays to us.&lt;br /&gt;10. More people show up to your high school football games than pro baseball game.&lt;br /&gt;11. You remember what Tampa Bay Center is.&lt;br /&gt;12. You can always find a good riot in St.Pete.&lt;br /&gt;13. You're excited to see a Sonic and WHATABURGER finally in town.&lt;br /&gt;14. You hear daily from out of towners on how crazy/fast we drive.&lt;br /&gt;15. You buy a beer here for 6 dollars and then go out of town and the same beer costs 2.50.&lt;br /&gt;16. You couldn't imagine a street without a strip club. And you don't associate XXX with Vin Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;17. You know what the 'big sombrero' is (was!).&lt;br /&gt;18. At least one of your friends worked at Capital One.&lt;br /&gt;19. South Tampa is the only place to get a good Cuban (sandwich).&lt;br /&gt;20. You've seen the Lightning play at Expo Hall, The Thunderdome,The Ice Palace, and The St. Pete Times Forum.&lt;br /&gt;21. Your only visits to Tropicana Field are when the Devil Rays areplaying The Yankees or Red Sox.&lt;br /&gt;22. You know you will have to wait at least one year to eat at Berns.&lt;br /&gt;23. You will see at least 13 gray haired persons driving in the fast lane. Doing 15mph. On your way to work.&lt;br /&gt;24. Your family is originally from a northern city.&lt;br /&gt;25. You meet at least two new friends from out of town every week.&lt;br /&gt;26. The girl that sang My neck my back lick my ***** and *** crack.. Was from Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;27. Every bar is open till 3am, then after that everyone is at the casino till 6am.&lt;br /&gt;28. You know what it means to be 'south of the south'.&lt;br /&gt;29. You dont want to drive past I-4 when leaving Ybor City. B/c Its Dark.&lt;br /&gt;30. You consider 'Citrus Park', 'East Lake', and 'Countryside' cities.&lt;br /&gt;31. You barely know what a waffle house is.&lt;br /&gt;32. You know the Storm is the all time most winning AFL team.&lt;br /&gt;33. 'Hurricane Warning' is another word for "surf's up" and party time&lt;br /&gt;34. Sunshine Skyway is still scary everytime.&lt;br /&gt;35. You have been to one free Tampa Yankees game.&lt;br /&gt;36. You have met or maybe babysat Hulk Hogan's kids.&lt;br /&gt;37. You can go to a Wal-mart at 3am and find a long lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;38. The only people you see wearing suits and ties are Scientologists.&lt;br /&gt;39. You can get anywhere in town without using US19.&lt;br /&gt;40. You head to Orlando for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;41. You were bused 20 miles away during middle school.&lt;br /&gt;42. Dale Mabry and The Veterans are your lifeline.&lt;br /&gt;43. At least 5 of your friends live in Westchase.&lt;br /&gt;44. You weren't a football fan until the Bucs started wearing Pewter.&lt;br /&gt;45. 'Green Iguana' is more to you than a reptile.&lt;br /&gt;46. You know that to get to the good beach, you have to drive to Clearwater.&lt;br /&gt;47. It isn't weird for a stranger on the street to walk up and try to sell you cigars.&lt;br /&gt;48. Miami subs was the place to meet and race.&lt;br /&gt;49. You can drink a beer and watch a movie in Ybor. No where else.&lt;br /&gt;50. Girls go to the Clubs to dance with their girlfriends. Guys go to the clubs looking for a one night girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;51. Anyone with a southern accent is from New Port Richey or Lutz.&lt;br /&gt;52. The closest drag strip is the Gandy Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;53. Cheesecake factory is the place to take your date if your looking to get lucky later.&lt;br /&gt;54. You have at least one friend that lives in Cheval or Avila.&lt;br /&gt;55. You can't sit on a bench downtown without 'skateboard stoppers' on it.&lt;br /&gt;56. Its normal to have an armadillo in your yard. But it's even more exciting to see one that is alive.&lt;br /&gt;57. You have a hundred friends in town, but none was actually born in Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;58. You Know the Brass mug isn't just a bar, its an Institution.&lt;br /&gt;59. Your less than 20 minutes from 3 movie theaters at all times.&lt;br /&gt;60. You got into Ybor clubs by the Age of 17.&lt;br /&gt;61. You had at least 5 classes in a portable during high school.&lt;br /&gt;62. Just drive into apt. complex near USF looking for a party.&lt;br /&gt;63. You know that you can't afford anything at International Mall, but you go there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;64. Your less than 20 minutes away from 5 college campuses at all times.&lt;br /&gt;65. You know that a Tampon isn't just a feminine Hygiene Product.&lt;br /&gt;66. The only snow day we get is when a Hurricane is right off the coast.&lt;br /&gt;67. You know where Gandy, Howard Franklin and the Courtney Causeway will take ya.&lt;br /&gt;68. You see 11 Mexicans and 4 Cubans in a 5 passenger truck. No offense to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;69. You know East Lakes motto: "Where girls spread more then their wings."&lt;br /&gt;70. You listen to Applebees commercials and believe it's Italian food.&lt;br /&gt;71. You can find humor in "Only two kinds of drivers here: those who drive over 75 and those who are."&lt;br /&gt;72. You personally know people with reptiles as pets. Or have one.&lt;br /&gt;73. You can quote hurricane statistics at any time of day.&lt;br /&gt;74. You personally know someone with more than three cats they own/take care of. Or are that person.&lt;br /&gt;75. You own "dress tank tops" and "everyday tank tops."&lt;br /&gt;76. When you go to the bank ATM, you have to select from English or Spanish before any transactions. Yet still, you have bilingual transactions.&lt;br /&gt;77. Everyone pauses in conversation during hurricane season to the sound of thunder.&lt;br /&gt;78. There is such a thing as "Dress sneakers"&lt;br /&gt;79. When you can expect a hockey puck at your local Mickey D's after 10PM.&lt;br /&gt;80. When you know you can expect no chicken breasts at KFC after 8PM&lt;br /&gt;81. When there's nothing open after 10 PM except Dennys, Bars, 7-11, and Mc D's drivethroughs. Even on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;82. When you have to outsource for new music, electronics, computer components, &amp;amp;etc. ... because Florida's justabout 3-5 years behind the rest of the States.&lt;br /&gt;83. Flip flops are formal attire.&lt;br /&gt;84. You know what "No Panties Thursday" was.&lt;br /&gt;85. You've been to a bar where a boy band member (or a Carolina Panthers cheerleader) was arrested.&lt;br /&gt;86. You drive out of your way to a specific 7-11 in order to get a higher quality Slurpie - and pass 14 others on your way there.&lt;br /&gt;87. Ybor's "not the same as it once was."&lt;br /&gt;88. The NBA plays in FL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116068158733401975?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/116068158733401975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=116068158733401975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116068158733401975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/116068158733401975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-116013870829614438</id><published>2006-10-06T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wish me luck</title><content type='html'>so i am meeting the WHOLE family on sunday at breakfast, and then we are going to busch gardens...not only is it breakfast...but it's a buffet breakfast...i hate buffets in front of people i don't know...i know, i am weird, but whatever.  i am so nervous.  his mom, dad, twin sister jacy, older sister jodie, her husband (i forget his name) and their son ryland.  they've been teaching ryland how to say my name...cute, but i'm scared.  and last saturday night he kinda threw out the L word...and i blew it off cause we were both pretty wasted.  and last night he was talking about how everyone at his work says oooh silky's in love...and he said well i am.  and i said you are what...and he said in love with you...to a point.  what does the to the point part mean?  and then he said are you not with me?  and i said that i was falling pretty bad, but i never said the love word actually...but i think i may have said it saturday when i was drunk...this is moving really quick...i am not sure how i feel...i mean i am soooo happy, but at the same time i am scared....i just don't want to feel how i felt after tyler...i don't think i will ever feel like that though...i think i am just scared to tell him i love him back...oh boy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-116013870829614438?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115982228348170160</id><published>2006-10-02T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yo yo yo</title><content type='html'>hey guys...so i put up some pics that are a little better than that other one...anyways, things are going good between us.  i am meeting his family on sunday.  we are gonna go to breakfast and then to busch gardens.  it should be pretty fun.  i'm a little nervous, but it'll be a good time. other than that not too much is going on.  i have a bit of a headache right now so that sucks.  but at least i am getting better with the postings.  well i am gonna go find some advil....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115982228348170160?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115982024958724838</id><published>2006-10-02T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/16A_00010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/16A_00010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self portrait...holy cheesy smile i have&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115982020569656801</id><published>2006-10-02T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:59.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/23A_00004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/23A_00004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and silky out for drinks on saturday night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115944826280854827?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/115944826280854827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=115944826280854827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115944826280854827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115944826280854827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-and-silky_28.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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type='text'>silky smooth</title><content type='html'>so i have started dating a new guy, and the above title is his nick name.  his real name is Kacy, and he's a great guy.  He's a barber and took me to his shop yesterday and he got so excited about it.  We first hooked up last saturday and then texted all week long.  Thursday night he came over and informed me that his parents were excited for him cause he has a "new girl."  or whatever.  well he came over saturday night and was telling me how he had been over at his friends house and he had told them he was gonna leave to come to his girls house and then they got excited.  so i said, so now  i'm your girl??? and he said well it seems like it and i said you can call me your girl if you want.  and then we went to bed and we were laying there and he said so we're officially boyfriend and girlfriend huh?  and i said i guess we are.  it was actually very sweet and i'm excited...just wanted to let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115920021885971052?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/115920021885971052/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115763209621922203</id><published>2006-09-07T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:58.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh god</title><content type='html'>so i'm sorry for the lack of posts lately and i'm sorry that this is the first post back, but it made me laugh and then i thought of dorian cause it's on the ellen show...but keving federline is awful and poor ellen had to go dance with him...what is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fmjgrZUTvvk"&gt;click here to watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115763209621922203?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115463652606599678</id><published>2006-08-03T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:58.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>onto bigger and better things</title><content type='html'>I  am officially on vacation in 24 hours...i am leaving here and going to chilis to work and then i work at chilis tomorrow lunch and then i am going to williamsburg til friday and then my friend from home, mark, is flying into tampa to visit me.  as soon as he heard about me and asshole, who is now back with his UGLY ex girlfriend, he said he was getting a ticket to come down and see me.  so just wanted to let you know.  have fun in myrtle, all of you that are going, and i will be back on august 15th...love ya guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115463652606599678?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/115463652606599678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=115463652606599678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115463652606599678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115463652606599678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/08/onto-bigger-and-better-things.html' title='onto bigger and better things'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115384944473873771</id><published>2006-07-25T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:58.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over</title><content type='html'>so ty and i broke up on friday...he just couldn't deal with the distance and was being a puss about it...so fuck it, i'm over it...i deserve so much better and should be with someone who is actually here...you all remember the dumb doug situation...so i just wanted to let you know...talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115384944473873771?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115325152876812244</id><published>2006-07-18T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:58.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>so ty in now in west virginia and i am super sad.  i ended up going to sarasota last thursday to see him one last time before he left and we had a super good time...but i miss him a ton...and i haven't talked to him since friday night.  his cell phone broke so he borrowed his dad's, but hopefully his will be fixed here pretty soon.  only 18 more days til i get to see him and the waiting sucks, but it's getting better...i haven't really cried since saturday morning.  i've been trying to stay busy, so that is helping.  i know i will feel better about things though once i finally talk to him.  mike goldsmith called me today and he is on his way back to wv and he said he would let ty use his phone to call me.  so we'll see.  anyways, i will talk to you later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115325152876812244?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/115325152876812244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=115325152876812244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115325152876812244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/115325152876812244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/07/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-115256425922713670</id><published>2006-07-10T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:57.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>so i know it's been a long time, but i am still alive and kicking.  as a matter of fact, i am great.  i have met the greatest guy in the whole world...and i am totally in love with him...and he loves me too.  he is actually mike's best friend from grad school in marshall.  who knew a little crush on mike and inviting him to come see me in tampa would lead to me meeting the man of my dreams.  but he is leaving to move to L.A. (california, not the state) to get into voiceovers and screen writing.  i am super sad, and i had to say good bye to him today.  he leaves on friday to go back to west virginia to pack up his apartment.  but he is coming to virginia with me to meet my family and i am sooooooooo excited about it.  but he wants me to move to LA with him, and that's just not possible right now, but we're taking things one day at a time and we'll see where it goes.  i know i should post more, but i have to get some work done.  i will keep everyone updated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-115256425922713670?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/115256425922713670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>22 days and counting</title><content type='html'>til i move that is. it's hard to imagine, i know, but my lovlie roommate has done it again.  this time the apartment complex wouldn't take my rent check.  why you ask yourself... well let me tell ya.  apparantly not only did she has insufficient funds (NSF) in april, but she also did in august.  so they took my check for some unknown reason last month, but this month they wouldn't.  so luckily, the manager at my apartment didn't charge me any late charges because i didn't know.  i had to go get a money order and take that in, but this was all yesterday, two days after rent was due, and i had originally handed in my rent on time.  so needless to say, the countdown has begun.  the apartment i had linked i think in march is the one i am moving into.  i'm so excited.  and my car insurance is going down by like 55 bucks a month.  super fantastic i think.  what else is new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started waiting tables at chilis for extra money.  gymboree just wasn't cutting it.  i am super tired all the time now, but the money is definately worth it.  and being able to pay over 200 dollars in rent to have my own place is worth it.  other than that not too much is going on.  i feel bad that i haven't posted in so long, but i have been reading all of yours every day.  i just don't have too much to say except that i am tired all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh karyl's wedding was this past weekend.  it was a lot of fun, but it was super hot outside, so that sucked, but we had a good time.  well i think that's it for now.  talk to you all later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114977732232928434?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114977732232928434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114977732232928434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114977732232928434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114977732232928434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/06/22-days-and-counting.html' title='22 days and counting'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114709812363214624</id><published>2006-05-08T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:57.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>now accepting donations</title><content type='html'>so my roommate decided not to pay me rent this month...she said she would put her half of money into my account on friday morning so i dropped off the check....well i never got the money and now my account is negative 404 dollars.  finally got ahold of her and she said she thought she would have the money...and i informed her that she got paid on friday how could she not have the money.  and she told me that she is now getting paper checks and they messed up so she won't have my money til monday.  well today is monday and not only does she owe me 440 for rent but she owes me 30 for the overdraft charge and she also owes me another 30 cause i used my card at chilis on friday night, cause i had money in my account to use, but that will get overdrafted to cause she fucked me.  so now she owes me 510 dollars.  i better get it today or shit will hit the fan.  feel free to send me your spare change since i have no money...none...whatsoever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114709812363214624?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114709812363214624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114709812363214624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114709812363214624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: hey d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: what's shakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: nothin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt; school, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i am getting ready to read us weekly and in touch weekly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: lol, hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: yeah nick and jessica are all over them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: she is soo dumb to get rid of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: wait, they're still together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: they are divorced but this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: he said he still loves her and now she is wearing his wedding ring around her neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i mis spoke ...i should've said she WAS so dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: yeah, wedding ring around the neck, who does that shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: haha jessica stupid simpson that's who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;fo shizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: word&lt;div 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world...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114547596257830980</id><published>2006-04-19T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:50.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no more itching please!!!!</title><content type='html'>so you are all probably wondering where i have been and what i have been getting myself into...well, let me tell ya...my life has been pretty hectic lately.  so i got put on a waiting list for my apartment...so i am not even sure i will have an apartment to move to.  but hopefully i will know by June 1st.  but they told me i was approved and put on the waiting list, but my application approval was pending my rental history of where i live now.  so i called my current leasing office and asked if i had any late payments and they said yes, one in october.  so i called my roommate and flipped out and asked her for her rent money for this month.  well she said she would pay rent and i told her she better and i gave her my half of the rent money.  well long story short, she dropped the check off on time, but low and behold the fucker bounced.  there goes my rental history and my chances at this apartment, right?  well another long story short, after i found the "pay rent within 24 hours or be off the property within 3 days" letter on my door and called erin and went to the leasing office, erin had to pay a $100 late fee and a $50 returned check fee.  I asked the lady if this was going to affect my rental history and the lady said no, as long as it is erin's name and not mine on the check it will only go against erin.  so hopefully that is what she meant for that late payment too...when we go hand in our notice (which can't come soon enough) i am going to ask her if she can make sure that doesn't go on my history either.   but since i told erin i was getting a one bedroom, she has tried to become a better roommate to "make me want to change my mind".  but it's not happening.  she has started to clean up after herself and even do her dishes (and if by do the dishes it means halfway rinsing them and leaving them in the sink, then ok).  and then she tried to make me feel guilty and say if she doesn't find a roommate then she will have to move back to colorado.  i don't get it...but she pissed me off last night, and i don't want to sound like i can't share and that's not it...but she has only bought turkey and bread one time since we moved in together, but i bought a case of water bottles the other day and she was drinking them and i had two pieces of that really good frozen texas toast with cheese on it left in the freezer and she freakin ate them both last night.  i am really sorry that she has no money and that she is going through a rough time with some personal issues right now, but i shouldn't have to feed the girl too....what the HELL??????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quit the job at gymboree and got a job waiting tables at chili's.  i start in two weeks...i hope that it works out ok for me.  i am sure it will, but i am going to be working more and i will probably be pretty tired.  oh well.  but if i hate it michelle said i could always come back to gymboree.  so that would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is starting to slow down for the semester.  some lab practicals are this week and most are next week, then i have a week with NOTHING to do, and then summer classes start up.  i ordered two books from amazon.com yesterday so that will pass some time, and i am going to start up another cross stitch pretty soon...but other than that work is pretty boring right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lindsey's wedding is next week, so i am heading to chicago on thursday morning.  i can't wait, it's gonna be fun...and i am at the point now where i don't really care about her other friends.  i am going to have a good time whether i like it or not and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...oh yeah, my title....saturday night mel and i went out and got wasted.  well neither of us could drive so we decided to call a cab.  well they said it would take two hours to get there.  so i started crying and i called todd, karyl's fiance, who never drinks, but i didn't want him to come to get me cause we were way in north tampa and he was like an hour away in south tampa.  so he called me a cab and it got there in like 5 minutes.  well anyways, while i was crying and going through all of this i was sitting on a curb.  well, apparantly i was also sitting on the home of some pretty nasty fire ants.  i didn't even know i got bit or what i got bit by till the next day when i woke up.  i had two on my waist line and one on my left buttcheek.  well the one on my butt cheek was about the size of a softball.  so i took tons of benedryl and put the benedryl gel on them and they are much better now...not hardly itchy anymore, but i thought you might get a kick out of the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am gonna go for now...i know i haven't posted in quite some time and i don't want to shock you all with sooooo much reading...i want to ease you back into it...so i will leave you with the moral of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~if you get drunk, make sure you look around at the ground to see if there are any ant hills before you sit down and start to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114373350412816957</id><published>2006-03-30T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>so today was a good day...i got to work and there was free breakfast (scrambled eggs, potatos, bacon, coffee, oj).  Then I called the apartment place I have been interested in and i am putting down a deposit tomorrow.  they include water, sewer, trash pickup from your door, pest control, basic cable and mail delivery to your door for $644/month.  Plus my car insurance will go down by fifty bucks a month for living here...(different zip code).  so i am stoked.  July 22nd here I come.  can't be soon enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rentnet.com/apartments/fyp/search/brochure/floorplan.jhtml?cPointer=0&amp;pid=12800&amp;amp;fid=545191"&gt;new apartment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114373350412816957?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114373350412816957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114373350412816957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114373350412816957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114373350412816957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/03/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114306442145523785</id><published>2006-03-22T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Things</title><content type='html'>A) Four jobs you have had in your life:&lt;br /&gt;1) waitress&lt;br /&gt;2) Bartender&lt;br /&gt;3) Retail Associate&lt;br /&gt;4) Science Lab Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Four movies you would watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;1)  10 Things I Hate About You&lt;br /&gt;2)  The Sweetest Thing&lt;br /&gt;3)  Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (the original)&lt;br /&gt;4)  Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Four places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1)  Jamestown, NY&lt;br /&gt;2)  Conway, SC&lt;br /&gt;3)  Myrtle Beach, SC&lt;br /&gt;4)  Tampa, FL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) Four TV shows you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;1)  Real World (any variety, the challenges or whatever)&lt;br /&gt;2)  American Idol&lt;br /&gt;3)  The OC&lt;br /&gt;4)  Will and Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Four places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1)  Williamsburg, VA&lt;br /&gt;2)  Myrtle Beach, SC&lt;br /&gt;3)  Orlando, FL&lt;br /&gt;4)  Nassau, Bahamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) Four websites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;1) Hotmail&lt;br /&gt;2) any blogs that belong to my friends&lt;br /&gt;3) MySpace&lt;br /&gt;4) Days of Our Lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H) Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1) At the Beach&lt;br /&gt;2) By the Pool (it's 76 degrees out)&lt;br /&gt;3) In Bed sleeping&lt;br /&gt;4) In my old dorm room at Coastal with all my old roommates throwing balls around the room with the doors blocked off by sheets...that was soooo much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114306442145523785?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114306442145523785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114306442145523785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114306442145523785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114306442145523785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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name)&lt;br /&gt;J-All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite animal, favorite color)&lt;br /&gt;Dog Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;Lynn Jamestown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)&lt;br /&gt;Allbos Dai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR PORN STAR NAME: (middle name, street you grew up on)&lt;br /&gt;Lynn Chautauqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, the automobile you drive)&lt;br /&gt;The Blue Mustang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114306398279792523?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114306398279792523/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114306256772137696</id><published>2006-03-22T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this goes out to amanda, the queen of office max</title><content type='html'>so i placed a huge order from office max the other day for stuff that i needed for the lab, but i forgot to order paper clips.  so i called my secretary today and she said she had some i could have.  well, i got the BEST paper clips ever.  they are big and they are covered in vinyl but the vinyl is metallic looking.  and there are all kinds of colors like blue, green, pink, purple and silver.  how sad is it that i am excited about paper clips?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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max'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114245821305534937</id><published>2006-03-15T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>craziness</title><content type='html'>so this drama just happened.  the chem teacher comes running over to my office and says "jen!!! what do we do!!!??? there is a serious incident that just happened.  a serious cut!!!!!!"  so i am thinking...oh shit what the hell am i gonna do.  so i ask if we have to call 911 and we don't.  but i look at this kids finger and it is gushing blood.  so nurse jen to the rescue.  out came the bag of ice and the bandages.  we got the blood to stop flowing and we got him all bandaged up...lucky kid gets out of lab for this week.  too bad he had to get his finger cut in the process.  fortunately he didn't need stiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not too much is new with me.  same ol' shit, just a different day...i am looking forward to friday though...st. patrick's day.  and then the friday after that mike g is coming to visit me...so that could be fun.  well i am gonna go...it's that time of the day where i am winding down.  talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114245821305534937?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114245821305534937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/3-12-2006%20%282%29-92.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/3-12-2006%20%282%29-92.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downtown chicago from the airplane&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114229247621030938?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114229247621030938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114229247621030938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114229247621030938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114229247621030938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/03/downtown-chicago-from-airplane.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114229241811285214</id><published>2006-03-13T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/3-12-2006%20%282%29-29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/3-12-2006%20%282%29-29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool pic of downtown chicago&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114229241811285214?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114229241811285214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114229241811285214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114229241811285214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114229241811285214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/03/cool-pic-of-downtown-chicago.html' title=''/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114229231694924245</id><published>2006-03-13T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/640/3-12-2006%20%282%29-46.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/53/2502/320/3-12-2006%20%282%29-46.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and lindsey and her bridesmaids...lindsey is right next to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114229231694924245?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114229231694924245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114229262381056555</id><published>2006-03-13T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:49.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>take it off please!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>and by it i mean the fat rolls i have aquired.  i am from now on going to eat lettuce lettuce lettuce.   and maybe some fish and chicken.  and i am going to the gym. everyday.  at least i am going to try.  i just have gained so much weight it's disgusting.  i posted a pic from the shower of me with lindsey and her other bridesmaids.  they are all skinny and tall.  and then there's me...short and fat.  well the girl on the end isn't in the bridal party...but there are two other girls in the party that aren't in that pic and let me tell ya, they are beautiful.  i just felt really out of place at the shower.  but what can you do...lindsey is probably the bestest friend i have ever had, so i will put on a happy face for her.  other than that, not too much is going on.  myrtle was cold, but fun.  kinda in a crappy mood so i am gonna go for now...talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114229262381056555?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114229262381056555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114229262381056555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114229262381056555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I'll be in myrtle beach til Monday and then Chicago from Thursday until Sunday, but I'll be back on Monday!  Have a good week!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114133613897011409?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114133613897011409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114133613897011409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114133613897011409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114133613897011409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/03/peace-out-for-now.html' title='peace out for now'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114115854782585809</id><published>2006-02-28T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy tuesday!</title><content type='html'>so not too much is new with me...going to myrtle beach on thursday so i am looking forward to that.  i have dish pan hands cause i have been washing dishes all day.  ick, don't you hate how that feels.  gross.  mike goldsmith might be coming down the weekend of st. patricks day.  that would be lots of fun.  other than that, not much is going on.  but i thought i would post so that i don't get in trouble or arrested by the blog police.  have a good day everyone.  sorry this post is dumb, but i am pretty tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114115854782585809?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114115854782585809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114115854782585809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114115854782585809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114115854782585809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-tuesday.html' title='happy tuesday!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114073487019126941</id><published>2006-02-23T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish it didn't happen to me</title><content type='html'>so i got stood up last night.  he never showed and never called.  that's ok though...he wasn't worth my time anyways, right?  then why i am so torn about it.  i guess cause no one likes to be stood up.  i am more over it today than i was yesterday, but it still hurts inside.  oh well...life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am soooo glad that tomorrow is friday.  i love fridays.  i get to leave work early and if it is nice out like it was today (right now it's 75) then i am gonna go lay by the pool.  well that's all for now...i am gonna go do my micro prep so i don't have to worry about that tomorrow...have a good one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114073487019126941?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114073487019126941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114073487019126941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114073487019126941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114073487019126941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-wish-it-didnt-happen-to-me.html' title='i wish it didn&apos;t happen to me'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-114063781081538386</id><published>2006-02-22T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today's show is called the "I like it show!!"</title><content type='html'>ok ok so you don't need to tell me...I, Lil Jen, am a slacker. it has been quite some time since I have posted. But I was watching ellen yesterday and her show was called the I like it show so i decided it was time to get off my ass and finally post. so here i am. things have been quite hectic around here. i know that this isn't an excuse, but you will have to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tonight i am going on a date. you guys may remember me talking about brandon, the guy from the airforce...well it's with him. i am finally going to meet him. it seems like everytime we try to get together, something comes up. the first time (in september) he got shipped out. and then the day before my bday he got sick. then on gasparilla i didn't hear anything from him. turns out he was in the hospital with pneumonia. then when him and his friend were gonna meet me and erin out (safety in numbers) his friend got in trouble at work and got stuck with night watch. so now finally we are going to meet. and i have already talked to him today about it, so i am nervous, but excited. it's weird how internet relationships can work. i know a lot about him and he knows a lot about me, but we still don't KNOW each other. he says he likes me and i have to give him the benefit of the doubt since i don't know if he is telling the truth or not, but i think liking someone online like that is kinda strange. and somewhere in the back of my head i like him too....but i don't want to count my chickens before they hatch incase he doesn't like me.  so anyways, that is my story on that.  i will post tomorrow to let you know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so another reason why i like today...last week i was talking to the safety guy from fisher scientific.  and we were just talking, getting to know each other, that kinda thing...and he said yeah we're up here in pittsburgh...and i said go steelers and he asked if i was from pittsburgh and i said no, jamestown, and he wanted to know how i became a steelers fan and i said i lived in myrtle beach and everyone there is either a steelers, browns, or panthers fan.  so he said he has been to myrtle for vacations and he has been to stool pigeons a ton.  so anyways, that was fun.  well i got a delivery today and in my delivery was a box that i didn't recognize.  so i open it, and it is a hard hat that looks like a steelers helmet.  so i called the guy and said thank you.  he's super nice.  completely made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go to myrtle in a week from tomorrow.  i can't wait.  the busy time of the year is starting again....i will be in myrtle next weekend, chicago the weekend after that, st. patricks day (yes i have my outfit planned) and then my sister comes with her two kids the second weekend in april and then chicago the last weekend in april and then karyl's wedding the first weekend in june.  holy moly...i don't know when i am going to have time to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did i mention that lindsey picked out shoes for the wedding party...&lt;a href="http://store.nordstrom.com/product/product_brandboutique.asp?styleid=2877079&amp;boutique=bp_shoes&amp;amp;category=2376778~2372808~2377035~2379517&amp;NextStyleID=2880957&amp;amp;PrevStyleID=2873190"&gt;here is the link&lt;/a&gt;...not that i mind the shoes, they are pretty.  but they cost fifty bucks, i'll only wear them once, they are gold, oh and did i mention that they are 4 inches tall....holy shit.  i told her i will be wearing my flip flops as soon as the wedding is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think that is about it for today...i will end on a joke i heard on ellen yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this guy walks into a bar and orders a beer.  he has a sip of his beer and out of nowhere this monkey comes down and steals his beer.  so he goes to the bartender, do you know whose monkey that is that stole my beer.  and the bartender says, yeah it belongs to the pianist.  so the guy goes over to the pianist and says, do you know your monkey stole my beer.  and the pianist says, no but if you hum it for me, i'll play it.  ba da da bing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-114063781081538386?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/114063781081538386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=114063781081538386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114063781081538386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/114063781081538386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-show-is-called-i-like-it-show.html' title='today&apos;s show is called the &quot;I like it show!!&quot;'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113926891640063500</id><published>2006-02-06T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>finally a minute to breathe</title><content type='html'>hey everyone...sorry for my lack of blogs.  i am beginning to look like allison and heather.  anyways, i am going to try very hard to keep up on the blog from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my birthday weekend was a blast.  friday night we went to bonefish grill for dinner.  it was so good.  i had salmon with goat cheese, spinach, and a butter herb sauce on it.  and of course i had the bang bang shrimp for an appetizer.  oh yeah and chocolate martinis.   then we went to obriens for a couple of drinks.  the next day was gasparilla.  gasparilla is a HUGE pirate fest.  it starts out with a boat invasion of tampa bay and then there is a road parade where there are tons of krews and they throw tons of beads.  lets just say it's half a million people getting wasted all at once.  it was tons of fun.  you can go to gasparilla.com to check out some pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superbowl was awesome.  GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!!!!!  and go hines ward for getting mvp.  super stoked about that.  but i was so busy this weekend helping karyl with her wedding plans that by the time yesterday came, i had soooooooooo much laundry and cleaning to do.  plus i was having a superbowl party at my house, so i had to cook and decorate for that, so by the time i sat down for the game i was beat.  it was kind of a boring game and i was pretty sleepy so i wasn't too excited when we won.  i was just glad that the game was over so that i could go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, my mom and dad are coming into town on thursday.  that should be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;i think we might go to busch gardens on saturday, but i am not sure.  it'll just be nice to see them....except they get my bed, so i get stuck on the stinkin couch.  maybe i will ask my mom to bring down her aero bed with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go home for the night...only half an hour left.  i am sorry that this post is so rambly.  but i am gonna go for now.  love ya lots and i will talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113926891640063500?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113926891640063500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113926891640063500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113926891640063500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113926891640063500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally-minute-to-breathe.html' title='finally a minute to breathe'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113836844798937708</id><published>2006-01-27T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my day</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113836844798937708?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113836844798937708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113836844798937708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113836844798937708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113836844798937708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113759910955256909</id><published>2006-01-18T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i stole this from a comment jenny left on myspace</title><content type='html'>1. What is your boyfriend/girlfriends name? i don't have one yet...&lt;br /&gt;2. What color underwear/boxers are you wearing now? white (lame i know)&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now? the sound of the refridgerator in my lab&lt;br /&gt;4. What are the last 4 digits in your phone number? 2996&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you ate? egg mcmuffin from mcdonald's yum&lt;br /&gt;6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? mediterranean blue&lt;br /&gt;7. How is the weather right now? 58 and sunny&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Jennifer W. the bio teacher here at work (she used to teach bio lab at coastal...how weird is that)&lt;br /&gt;9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? eyes, smile&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite type of Food? italian&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you drink? yup&lt;br /&gt;14. Hair color? red with blond highlights&lt;br /&gt;15.What is your eye color? brown&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you wear contacts? yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Holiday? st. patricks day&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Month? march&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever cried for no reason? duh i am a girl...of course&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the last movie you saw? the day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;22. Are u too shy to ask someone out? yeah unless i have had some miller lites in me&lt;br /&gt;23. If you can say something to someone right now what would it be? i would say hi to steve cause that mean he has called me&lt;br /&gt;25. Chocolate or Vanilla? both mixed together&lt;br /&gt;26. Who is least likely to respond to this? allison&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you want to respond? everyone&lt;br /&gt;29. What books are you reading? being committed by anna maxted&lt;br /&gt;3o. Piercings? ears and belly&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite Movie? not sure&lt;br /&gt;32. Favorite football Team? GO STEELERS....SUPER BOWL HERE WE COME&lt;br /&gt;33. Who were you talking to before this? doug i guess&lt;br /&gt;34. Any pets? nope, but at home in ny i do&lt;br /&gt;35. AIM S/N: jigdawg17&lt;br /&gt;36. Butter, Plain or Salted Popcorn? llots of butter and heart attack salt (the neon orange stuff)37. Dogs or cats? Dogs&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite Flower? tulips&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever loved someone? i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;41. Who/what would you like to see right now? my mom&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you still friends with your ex's? some yes&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever fired a gun? nope&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like to travel by plane? i hate it&lt;br /&gt;45. Right-handed or Left-handed? righty&lt;br /&gt;46. If you could be with someone right now, who would it be? i don't know&lt;br /&gt;47. How many pillows do you sleep with? 6&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you missing someone? yes&lt;br /&gt;49. Who do you love the most? family&lt;br /&gt;50. Do they know? I would like to think so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113759910955256909?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113759910955256909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113759910955256909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113759910955256909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113759910955256909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-stole-this-from-comment-jenny-left.html' title='i stole this from a comment jenny left on myspace'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113640742070242106</id><published>2006-01-04T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't shoot me</title><content type='html'>well i know you probably will, but doug is coming to tampa this weekend.  he is staying at my house from saturday until wednesday or thursday and then staying in a hotel with his buddy.  it should be interesting.  i saw him 4 times while i was at home and things were good, so we will see how it goes this week.  i read dorians blog about the quotes and i was the one who said i would be doing someone...hehehe...but it wasn't doug...it was his best friend mark.  oops.  and the guy who was buying me drinks all night (dorian kinda screwed up that quote) was doug's brother who was out with mark the night i told him i was going to do him.  doug's bro decided me was going to hit on me all night and try to take me home (remember that no one knows about me and doug).  well chris (doug's bro) bought me one drink and when me and mark left the bar he texted mark and said yo i was buying your girls drinks all night (if by drinks you mean one beer then ok) so hook a brother up.  why did you guys ditch me.  we left him behind when we snuck out of the bar.  hehehehehe i am so scandalous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that my life is boring.  i went to the tanning bed yesterday and went in for 10 minutes, which usually does nothing to me, but they must have just changed the bulbs cause today i can't move.  my face looks like a tomato.  oh well.  classes start again on monday so i am looking forward to being busy.  this whole doing nothing at work blows ass.  i am getting completely bored.  but at least i have a good book to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another quote by me was the one where i gave you all permission to talk shit about me.  fess up homies...i want to know what was dished out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113640742070242106?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113640742070242106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113640742070242106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113640742070242106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113640742070242106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/01/please-dont-shoot-me.html' title='please don&apos;t shoot me'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113629986126840720</id><published>2006-01-03T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the grind</title><content type='html'>so i am back in florida and back to work.  i haven't been here since dec 12th and getting up this morning was really really tough.  but i am here and catching up on blogs and emails and what not.  so i just wanted to let you know i am here and give you wishes for the happiest new year ever.  you all deserve it.  talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113629986126840720?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113629986126840720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113629986126840720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113629986126840720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113629986126840720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-to-grind.html' title='back to the grind'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113407639670925284</id><published>2005-12-08T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hair</title><content type='html'>so i am leaving here in a minute to go get my hair put back to the original red color since i am pretty blond now and my roots are awful...wish me luck.  i will let you know how it turns out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113407639670925284?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113407639670925284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113407639670925284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113407639670925284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113407639670925284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/12/hair.html' title='hair'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113389585420710005</id><published>2005-12-06T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:48.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>much ado about nothing...</title><content type='html'>so not too much is going on these days.  just trying to stay busy here at the college so that my break will come quicker.  the days dragggggggggg on forever when there is nothing going on.  and since labs ended last week, there is not much going on.  i figured i better post something so that nobody gets mad at me for slacking.   the jason mraz concert was unbelieveable.  he was so much better this time than last time.  i bought a jason shirt, a &lt;a href="www.tristanprettyman.com"&gt;tristan prettyman&lt;/a&gt; shirt and a live acoustic jason cd.  my mom is buying me the live cd/dvd combo.  tristan prettyman was awesome too.  she didn't have her band with her.  just her and her guitar.  it was so funny cause someone in the audience asked her is she was dating jason mraz and she just laughed and said she couldn't hear anything that the crowd was saying.  so that leads me to believe that they are dating...or at least sleeping together.  what a whore...just kidding...i just wanted to have jason to myself...like that would ever happen.  but we did have a good time.  things at the mall are picking up too since it is christmas time and all...so i have been working a little more than i have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey does anyone know how to add a list of blogs to my page?  i am going home to ny for a week and i still will want to catch up with everyone's blogs, but i don't know everyone's website and i don't really feel like writing them down...too many random papers laying around...so if you know how to do that i will give you my name and password and you can do that for me...thanks!!!&lt;div 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nothing...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113320257257071794</id><published>2005-11-28T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am still alive</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, so i am still alive and kicking!  my cell phone may be broken so i am pretty pissed off about that...stupid mike (not goldsmith) the one from down here spilled water on my phone the other night.  yeah, not too happy about that cause if it doesn't dry out then it is going to cost me fifty bucks to get it replaced...he's an asshole anyways, and i probably won't be talking to him anymore anyways, so i am not even going to bother asking him for the money cause i probably wouldn't get it in the first place to begin with.  other than that things are good.  i went and saw mike goldsmith for thanksgiving...we had a ton of fun...and his parents are super nice people...i am going to see jason mraz on friday night and i am really stoked about that...other than that not too much is going on.  when i am in a better mood i will post again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113320257257071794?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113320257257071794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113320257257071794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113320257257071794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113320257257071794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-still-alive.html' title='i am still alive'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113200266121623236</id><published>2005-11-14T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny as hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pixels4sale.com/hoslap.html"&gt;http://www.pixels4sale.com/hoslap.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep slapping her so that you can hear all the different things that she is saying....HAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see if you can get a SUPER SLAP!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113200266121623236?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113200266121623236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113200266121623236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113200266121623236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113200266121623236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-as-hell.html' title='Funny as hell'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113156113430437531</id><published>2005-11-09T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what is the world coming to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mjmorningshow.com/script/headline_newsmanager.php?id=445037&amp;pagecontent=musicnewschrmain&amp;amp;feed_id=26"&gt;need i say more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113156113430437531?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113156113430437531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113156113430437531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113156113430437531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113156113430437531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='what is the world coming to?'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113147418213767020</id><published>2005-11-08T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i should send myself to blog jail...</title><content type='html'>i am not a very good blog policewoman.  i yell at you guys about not posting, and then i don't even post myself.  well, i have my reasons.  friday i was so busy here at work that i didn't even have time to breathe.  and then i don't have a computer at home, so i don't update on the weekends...but yesterday i wasn't myself.  i found out sunday morning that my dad had been taken to the emergency room.  they thought he had a small heart attack, but we got results back yesterday and there was nothing wrong with him even though he was having chest pains.  they treated him for severe acid reflux, which is basically heartburn.  but he was in north carolina on the way back to new york from myrtle beach.  they were staying with my aunt and uncle, and since they live right near wake forrest university, that is the hospital they took him to.  so he was in good hands.  they are now on their way back to new york.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another good note, mike goldsmith asked me to go to his parents house in ocala for thanksgiving.  that made me pretty excited.  it should be good times.  other than that not much is going on.  i am pretty tired still from not getting any sleep on sunday night (i was up worrying about my dad), and i have to work at the mall tonight and tomorrow night, so that blows.  but i don't have to come here on friday cause of veterans day, so that makes me happy.  well i have to run...lots to do today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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jail...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113096886773805471</id><published>2005-11-02T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have offically taken over</title><content type='html'>or at least in my own little world i have.  what you ask have i taken over doing...BLOG POLICE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE YOUR BLOGS PLEASE!  I am getting bored reading the same ol' thing!!!  good job to jenny and dorian and maggie and caitlin, but crystal, allison, amanda, dany, and heather need to get on the ball...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113096886773805471?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113096886773805471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113096886773805471' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113096886773805471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113096886773805471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-have-offically-taken-over.html' title='I have offically taken over'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113079158688022578</id><published>2005-10-31T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken tenders and 2 litres</title><content type='html'>so dorain titled her last post about food and drink so i thought i should too.  anyways, just wanted to say happy halloween to you guys.  saw house of wax last night with mike.  we finally got through a whole movie without being all over each other, which is funny cause we normally try to watch good movies and miss them and this movie sucked and we watched the whole thing.  oh well...i still had a good time with him last night.  anyways, not much else happened this weekend.  got drunk on friday, which i haven't done in a long time.  and then mike  came over and saturday i worked all day and went to my friend jon's.  and sunday i slept late and took mike to work and then laid around and then cleaned my house and then went to mikes.  i like spending time with him.  he's fun.  that's all i am gonna say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113079158688022578?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113079158688022578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113079158688022578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113079158688022578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113079158688022578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/chicken-tenders-and-2-litres.html' title='chicken tenders and 2 litres'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-113043759219926275</id><published>2005-10-27T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not much else to do</title><content type='html'>so here i am at work being bored.  what's new...so i decided that i would post and let you know what is going on with me...things with the guy i mentioned in an earlier post are going well.  i don't know if i am ready to be in a relationship with him because of certain aspects of his life that don't agree with me, in fact, i don't think i could be in a relationship with him unless some things in his life change.  but, for now i am having a lot of fun with him and he doesn't put me in any bad positions.  he leaves certain parts of his life for him and not for me.  which i completely am thankful for.  so you are all probably wondering what it is that is so bad that he does, but lets just say he likes to party a little to hard for me.  but we have talked about it and he knows that i don't like it, so if something were to develop between us, he would need to lay off of it.  but don't worry about my feelings getting hurt.  this is one of those things where i am completely going into it with an open mind and i am setting my feelings aside until things develop at a later date, if they even do.  and i know i am going to get a lecture from you guys, but that's ok.  like i said, i am not involved in any kind of bad situations, i am just hanging out with this guy because i have fun with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, not much is going on.  i have decided to not say anything to my roommate about the whole talking shit about me.  i decided i would give her one chance and one chance only.  if i EVER find out that she is talking shit about me again, then i will definately say something.  i figured that i still have to live with her for the next 8 months so i better not be too much of a bitch.  and i think my cousin said something to her cause she has been a little bit neater around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to a concert tonight.  Rusted Root.  I used to listen to them all the time in high school and the beginning of college, so i am stoked about going.  me and brian, my old roommate, are gonna go together.  it will be nice to see him.  it's been over a month since i last saw him, so i am pretty excited about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and it's getting cold here.  right now it is 69 degrees, but it was only 50 when i got here today.  and i know that isn't cold, but it was like 85 on saturday.  so this is quite the temperature change.  i love it.  i have gotten to wear sweaters every day this week, so that puts me in a good mood.  and since the temp will drop again by the time it gets dark out, i brought a scarf with me to wear tonight to the show since it is an outdoor venue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i better get going for now.  talk to you guys later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-113043759219926275?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/113043759219926275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=113043759219926275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113043759219926275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/113043759219926275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-much-else-to-do.html' title='not much else to do'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112990141718228990</id><published>2005-10-21T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>very cool website</title><content type='html'>wanna know where to get the cheapest gas in your area?  check out this site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://autos.msn.com/everyday/gasstations.aspx?zip=&amp;amp;src=Netx"&gt;Cheap Gas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112990141718228990?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112990141718228990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112990141718228990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112990141718228990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112990141718228990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/very-cool-website.html' title='very cool website'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112989708408431424</id><published>2005-10-21T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little early, but that's ok</title><content type='html'>I am not gonna be around this weekend, and I am not sure if Allison still reads these, but if so HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLISON!!!!!!!!!! It's not til Sunday, but happy bday anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112989708408431424?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112989708408431424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112989708408431424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112989708408431424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112989708408431424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-early-but-thats-ok.html' title='a little early, but that&apos;s ok'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112983071823380625</id><published>2005-10-20T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my new name is sloopy frickentush, what's yours?</title><content type='html'>What is your new name?  &lt;br /&gt;A BIT OF FUN ........   MY NEW NAME IS IN THE SUBJECT.....DON'T LAUGH  UNTIL U FIND OUT WHAT YOUR NEW NAME IS ...  &lt;br /&gt;We all need a little stress-reliever! This only takes a minute.  Sometimes when you have a stressful day or week, you need somesilliness to break up the day. And, if we are honest, we have a lot more stressful days than not.   Here is today's dose of humor...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Follow the instructions to find your new name.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is excerpted from a children's book, Captain UnderpantsAnd the Perilous Plot Professor Poopypants, by Dave Pilkey, in which the evil Professor forceseveryone to assume new names...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Use the third letter of your first name to determine your new firstname:  &lt;br /&gt;a = snickle &lt;br /&gt;b = doombah &lt;br /&gt;c = goober  &lt;br /&gt;d = cheesey&lt;br /&gt; e = crusty &lt;br /&gt;f = greasy &lt;br /&gt;g = dumbo  &lt;br /&gt;h = farcus &lt;br /&gt;i = dorky &lt;br /&gt;j = doofus &lt;br /&gt;k = funky  &lt;br /&gt;l = boobie &lt;br /&gt;m = sleezy &lt;br /&gt;n = sloopy &lt;br /&gt;o = fluffy  &lt;br /&gt;p = stinky &lt;br /&gt;q = slimy &lt;br /&gt;r = dorfus &lt;br /&gt;s = snooty  &lt;br /&gt;t = tootsie &lt;br /&gt;u = dipsy &lt;br /&gt;v = sneezy&lt;br /&gt; w = liver  &lt;br /&gt;x = skippy &lt;br /&gt;y = dinky &lt;br /&gt;z = zippy  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first halfof your new last name: &lt;br /&gt;a = dippin &lt;br /&gt;b = feather  &lt;br /&gt;c = batty &lt;br /&gt;d = burger &lt;br /&gt;e = chicken&lt;br /&gt; f = barffy  &lt;br /&gt;g = lizard &lt;br /&gt;h = waffle &lt;br /&gt;i = farkle&lt;br /&gt;j = monkey &lt;br /&gt;k = flippin &lt;br /&gt;l = fricken &lt;br /&gt;m = bubble &lt;br /&gt;n = rhino  &lt;br /&gt;o = potty &lt;br /&gt;p = hamster &lt;br /&gt;q = buckle &lt;br /&gt;r = gizzard  &lt;br /&gt;s = lickin &lt;br /&gt;t = snickle &lt;br /&gt;u = chuckle &lt;br /&gt;v = pickle  &lt;br /&gt;w = hubble &lt;br /&gt;x = dingle &lt;br /&gt;y = gorilla &lt;br /&gt;z = girdle  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the third letter of your last name to determine the second halfof your new last name:  &lt;br /&gt;a = butt &lt;br /&gt;b = boob &lt;br /&gt;c = face &lt;br /&gt;d = nose &lt;br /&gt; e = hump &lt;br /&gt;f = breath &lt;br /&gt;g = pants&lt;br /&gt;h = shorts  &lt;br /&gt;i = lips &lt;br /&gt;j = honker &lt;br /&gt;k = head &lt;br /&gt;l = tush  &lt;br /&gt;m = chunks &lt;br /&gt;n = dunkin &lt;br /&gt;o = brains &lt;br /&gt;p = biscuits  &lt;br /&gt;q = toes &lt;br /&gt;r = doodle&lt;br /&gt;s = fanny &lt;br /&gt;t = sniffer  &lt;br /&gt;u = sprinkles &lt;br /&gt;v = frack &lt;br /&gt;w = squirt &lt;br /&gt;x = humperdinck  &lt;br /&gt;y = hiney &lt;br /&gt;z = juice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112983071823380625?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112983071823380625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112983071823380625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112983071823380625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112983071823380625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-name-is-sloopy-frickentush.html' title='my new name is sloopy frickentush, what&apos;s yours?'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112965090518495766</id><published>2005-10-18T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:47.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thought this might get you in the mood for turkey day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msn.americangreetings.com/view.pd?i=382219626&amp;m=1652&amp;amp;rr=y"&gt;cute link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112965090518495766?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112965090518495766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112965090518495766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112965090518495766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112965090518495766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/thought-this-might-get-you-in-mood-for.html' title='thought this might get you in the mood for turkey day'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112957027532685771</id><published>2005-10-17T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still stuck in hell...</title><content type='html'>well not really, but i didn't get the job.  the interview went really well and he told me that i would be good in sales, but he thinks i would be more successful if i started out as an accounts manager like mel and then went into sales.  that way i wouldn't have to learn a ton of stuff, i could just learn how to sell.  so he asked me if a position came open if i would take it and i said yes.  so that is the news on that.  things with my roommate are done.   we went on saturday to go try on the dressses for my cousin's wedding.  that's right...karyl is engaged.  so i wasn't in a very good mood...heaven forbid i be in a good mood all the time...well erin and karyl decided that had to talk about me and karyl called me and asked why i told erin that i thought the dress would make me puke.  EXCUSE ME?  WHEN THE HELL DID I SAY THAT?  first of all, if i were to say that i wouldn't say it to erin cause she has a big mouth.  and second of all, i think that the dress is actually really pretty.  so i don't think that karyl believes me, but whatever.  i was supposed to be her maid of honor and she has decided that her sister would be instead.  so her way of telling me was to just say that her sister's maid of honor dress is different than mine.  i was like, when were you planning on telling me that i was just gonna be a bridesmaid.  and i told karyl that that really hurt my feelings and she told me that she wasn't having a maid of honor she was having a maitron of honor (Like they're not the same fucking thing, just a maitron has been married) and that it was a family decision.  well that's pretty fucking funny since karyl didn't even want her sister in the damn wedding anyways.  so whatever.  i am glad that she found someone, but i don't need this added stress right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i met a boy.  well i met him awhile ago, but he kissed me last night, a lot.  so we plan on seeing each other again.  i don't know if i like him or not, this may just be a casual thing, but we'll see where it goes.  i think i may call him tonight and see what he is up to.  so that was my weekend...OH OH OH...i went to the bucs miami game yesterday.  we didn't have tickets, but we ended up scalping some club seats for $75 each.  they sell face value anywhere from $250 to $350.  we had a great time.  spent way to much money, but it was sooooo worth it.  GO STEELERS anyway though.  even though they did lose.  anyways, talk to you later.  hopefully i will get to see jenny sometime this week since she is in tampa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112957027532685771?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112957027532685771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112957027532685771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112957027532685771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112957027532685771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/still-stuck-in-hell.html' title='still stuck in hell...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112922192494455920</id><published>2005-10-13T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>ok, so you all read dorians blog i am sure, but i no longer have playa skillz...i haven't met anyone really lately that i can see myself spending any time with except for HOT ADAM.  HOT ADAM is our waiter at this bar we have been starting to go to.  it's called bar louies and i love it. i saw HOT ADAM there awhile ago on a saturday night.  they have 48 beers on tap and on saturdays after 11pm they pick two of them and sell them for $1.50.  so we went the next week and waited til one of his tables got up and then he waited on us.  and he remembered us.  then the next week we went and we just sat at an open table.  as i was walking to the bathroom he stopped me to say hi.  i wanted to drop to the ground.  he is gorgeous.  and he asked if we already had a table and we said yes and he threw the paper in his hands to the ground and said DAMN IT!  so then he came over to talk.  he's HOT.  have i mentioned that yet.  so i will be returning this saturday night to check him out.  on another note who knows what is going on with doug.  we go from talking everyday for like 3 hours, to not talking at all, to talking like every 2 or 3 weeks, to talking every day again.  now i haven't heard from him in 2 days.  i don't get it.  he wants to move down here and he keeps insuating how we will spend time together when we see each other, but no commitment...which i don't need now since he is 2000 miles away from me.  i don't have a ring on my finger is what he told me but then if i mention that i did meet someone he gets really mad at me.  whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the news of the secret blog...i erased it today.  i only put like 5 posts on there and the only people who read it were my cousin and dorian.  i know i will probably get yelled at for giving it to dorian, but you know how well she can keep secrets.  it was called life with a roommate and it was about my roommate erin who i can't stand right now.  and i don't want things to get bad so i deleted it.  i don't want my cousin to slip and give her the address.  so i got rid of it.  it didn't say anything bad, but it was about to.  i can't stand living with her.  remember back in the day when i said i was going to live by myself.  i should have listened to the little voice in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am considering a career change.  i have an interview tomorrow for a company called southeastern telecom for a sales position.  i think i have a pretty good chance at getting it, so i hope i do.  i know it's WAY off from the marine bio life that i had hoped my self to have, but the job i currently have does not stimulate me at all.  i think you should wake up in the morning and look forward to going to work, not dreading it.  this job pays more than what i make now and they pay commission on top of that and since i will have to do some traveling for it they will give me $300 a month to pay my car payment with.  how cool is that...plus the benefits are good and to be quite honest with you, i think i would be really good at it.  i love when i make a sale at gymboree and even when i waited tables at damons i couldn't wait to find out if i had the high sales at the end of the night.  it's almost like a rush for me.  and the money can be really good.  i would be pretty much making my own salary.  which would push me harder to make a sale.  if i don't make the sale, then i don't make money, it's that simple.  so wish me luck.  the interview is at 10am, but i will call dorian to let her know how it went so that she can post on her blog so that you can all read it since i don't have a computer at home.  oh don't worry if i get this new job though...a laptop is included in the benefits, with wireless internet...WOO HOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep your fingers crossed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112922192494455920?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112922192494455920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112922192494455920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112922192494455920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112922192494455920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112906312191503387</id><published>2005-10-11T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i know we've all seen this before, but it's still funny</title><content type='html'>Eighteen Ways To Maintain A Healthy Level of Insanity  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At Lunch Time, Sit in Your Parked Car with Sunglasses on and point aHair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.  &lt;br /&gt;2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Do not Disguise Your Voice.  &lt;br /&gt;3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, Ask If They Want FrieswithThat.  &lt;br /&gt;4. Put Your Garbage Can On Your Desk And Label It "In".  &lt;br /&gt;5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks. Once Everyone Has GottenOverTheir  Caffeine Addictions, Switch To Espresso.  &lt;br /&gt;6. In The Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write "For Sexual Favors"  &lt;br /&gt;7. Finish all Your Sentences with "In Accordance With the Prophecy."  &lt;br /&gt;8. don’t use any punctuation  &lt;br /&gt;9. As Often As Possible, Skip Rather Than Walk.  &lt;br /&gt;11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is "To Go."  &lt;br /&gt;12. Sing Along At The Opera.  &lt;br /&gt;13. Go to A Poetry Recital And Ask Why The Poems Don't Rhyme  &lt;br /&gt;14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area And Play Tropical SoundsAllDay.  &lt;br /&gt;15. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream "I Won! I Won!"  &lt;br /&gt;16. When Leaving The Zoo, Start Running Towards The Parking Lot, Yelling"Run For Your Lives, They're Loose!!"  &lt;br /&gt;17. Tell Your Children Over Dinner. "Due To The Economy, We Are Going ToHave To Let One Of You Go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112906312191503387?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112906312191503387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112906312191503387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112906312191503387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112906312191503387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-know-weve-all-seen-this-before-but.html' title='i know we&apos;ve all seen this before, but it&apos;s still funny'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112897591077709059</id><published>2005-10-10T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blog police</title><content type='html'>so i got an IM from dorian today that simply said "UPDATE YOUR BLOG." so therefore i am updating. what to talk about...hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i will start out by saying that i am fed up with the whole roommate situation. remember last year when i said i was gonna get a one bedroom. i should have listened to myself. basically she is a slob and i am always cleaning. i even had a friend in town this weekend and SHE helped me clean. so then i was like, well maybe you can take the trash out. do you think that happened? i have been asking/saying maybe the trash can get taken out this weekend for over a month. and i refuse to do it. if i have to clean up all the time, why should i have to take the trash out too? maybe i am asking too much cause i took out 5 bags of trash and a pizza box....rediculous...and she is using my shampoo and conditioner. she told me like a 2 weeks ago that she had been using it, and i said ok, but i figured she would go buy her own since she was out. nope, had to use mine. well, i now have them in my room and there are two empty bottles in the shower. maybe she will get the hint. if not, i am going to say something because i can't afford to buy it for the both of us. and here's the kicker. i think it is disgusting to use someone else's razor. well i use the really expensive venus vibrance, the kind that vibrates, and the cartriges are ten bucks for 4. well erin used my razor and told me she did, but she took the cartridge off so that i could get my own new one. well since then she has been changing the razor blades around so that she can use the old one i had on there in the first place. and the reason i know this is because when i went to shave the other day, the cartridge fell right off when i put it up against my leg. and then when i went to put it back on i cut my finger cause my hands were all soapy and it was slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my venting for the day. sorry you had to read through all that. but hopefully next year i will have a better job where i can afford to live by myself. i sure as hell hope so. and i will NEVER live with a roommate again...until i get married or i am in a committed relationship....which seems highly doubtful these days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112897591077709059?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112897591077709059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112897591077709059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112897591077709059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112897591077709059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-police.html' title='blog police'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112851865041328331</id><published>2005-10-05T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>so here's a cute forward i got earlier today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Pittsburgh Reporter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two boys are playing hockey on a pond near Pittsburgh when one is  suddenly attacked by a rabid rottweiler. Thinking quickly, the other boy takes his stick and shoves it under the dogs collar, twists it breaking the dog's neck and saving his friend.  A reporter who was strolling by sees the incident. "Penguins Fan Saves Friend From Vicious Animal," he starts writing in his  notebook.   "But I'm not a Penguins fan," the little hero replied.   "Sorry, since we are in Pittsburgh I just assumed you were," said  the  reporter and he starts writing again. "Steeler Fan Rescues Friend  From Horrific Attack."   "I'm not a Steelers fan either," the boy said.   "Oh, I assumed everyone in Pittsburgh was either for the Penguins or the  Steelers. What team do you root for?" the reporter asked.   "I'm a Browns fan," the child said.  The reporter starts a new sheet in his notebook and writes, "Little Bastard From Ohio Kills Beloved Family Pet."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112851865041328331?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112851865041328331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112851865041328331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112851865041328331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112851865041328331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/go-steelers.html' title='GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112834377887195331</id><published>2005-10-03T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a new poll</title><content type='html'>so i was reading &lt;a href="http://electricbluemoodiness.blogspot.com/2005/10/idiosyncratic-confession.html"&gt;dorian's blog&lt;/a&gt; and i laughed at this because it made me ask myself if anyone shuts the bathroom door when you are home alone?  i recently have been leaving the door open, but i used to always shut it...weird...what do you guys do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112834377887195331?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112834377887195331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112834377887195331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112834377887195331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112834377887195331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-poll.html' title='a new poll'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112801616871886951</id><published>2005-09-29T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdos on the loose</title><content type='html'>so yesterday i am talking to the chemistry teacher, just shooting the shit, you know...and my assistant mike was here. well, there was a knock on the door and then the door opened. i was like ok that's nothing new. well this kid, i guess he's not a kid, more like a college student, peeks his head in my room. mind you it says only authorized personel allowed inside here. and i said can i help you. and he goes, no i was just wondering if this was a classroom. and i said, no...it's my office. technically it's a prep room with a chemical storage room and a micro prep room attached, but my desk and file cabinets are in there as well. and he goes oh ok, i was just wondering. well, stacey, the chem teacher said that she almost tripped over him on the stairs when she was walking up them. he had fallen asleep on the top of the stairs. mind you, it's like 90 degrees outside and it is also love bug season. if you don't know what a love bug is, i have posted a &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://cricket.biol.sc.edu/love2.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://cricket.biol.sc.edu/luvbug.html&amp;amp;h=504&amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=45&amp;tbnid=ywuRe5dB56QJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=128&amp;tbnw=76&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;start=4&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3D%2522love%2Bbugs%2522%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D"&gt;picture&lt;/a&gt;. they are these annoying bugs that don't hurt anything, but they are everywhere. you car gets completely covered in them, and they don't just come off, you have to scrub for like an hour, and it looks like polk a dots in the sky. needless to say, he was covered in them stacey said. that's weird i think. i thought maybe i should call someone to have him committed, but i think i'll wait to see if he comes around again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112801616871886951?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112801616871886951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112801616871886951' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112801616871886951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112801616871886951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/weirdos-on-loose.html' title='weirdos on the loose'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112783458649948962</id><published>2005-09-27T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:46.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>emily rose came and got me</title><content type='html'>well she really didn't, but you would have thought so if you saw me on sunday night...so do you guys remember back in the day when i was working at damon's and i kept falling all the time and i hurt my back.  well every now and then i twist the right way and there it goes...well that happened to me this weekend.  i started to feel it on saturday night and when i woke up on sunday i knew i was in for it.  i went and watched football all day, which probably didn't do my any good sitting at those horrible tables in a bar...but i got home and took a muscle relaxer and took a hot bath.  i got in bed and started to feel better, but then i rolled over and i got stuck.  erin had to help me out a lot, thank god for good roommates, but when i would have a spasm, it looked like my body was convulsing just like emily rose's was when she was possessed.  haha oh well.  i took yesterday off from work and i am leaving early today too.  i just need to take another pill, and i can't take them at work cause i get really loopy...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so the steelers sucked ass on sunday.  thanks for the support amanda, but they didn't deserve to win.  the only time they played their hearts out was the last three minutes of the game and that didn't help them too much.  anyways, it's only one game and we have a bye week this week, so we will come back and kick cleveland's butt the next week.  talk to you guys later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112783458649948962?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112783458649948962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112783458649948962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112783458649948962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112783458649948962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/emily-rose-came-and-got-me.html' title='emily rose came and got me'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112748718895365633</id><published>2005-09-23T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't want to get yelled at</title><content type='html'>i am about to leave work for the day so i won't be back to monday but i know that i have been neglecting the blog but i thought i would post so the blog police don't come after me...i have been reading all of yours but i have been so busy at work. i am off to moe's for lunch (yum) and then i am laying on the couch allllllllllllllll weekend. except for sunday at 4:15 GO STEELERS...we're playing new england so it will be a good game. well i am out so have a good one!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112748718895365633?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112748718895365633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112748718895365633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112748718895365633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112748718895365633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-want-to-get-yelled-at.html' title='i don&apos;t want to get yelled at'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112715110375928894</id><published>2005-09-19T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what an ass</title><content type='html'>yeah so i didn't hear anything from that guy...we were emailing all day last monday and then he just stopped...and then he was supposed to call me on mon night and he didn't.  then on tuesday i figured i would talk to him via email, but didn't.  then i was sure that i would on wed since that was the day we were supposed to meet, but didn't...what the hell?  so i left him a mean email today saying that no one blows me off and deserve an explanation and that he can at least be man enough and give me one.  does that make me a bad person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112715110375928894?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112715110375928894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112715110375928894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112715110375928894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112715110375928894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-ass.html' title='what an ass'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112661420555475577</id><published>2005-09-13T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey homies</title><content type='html'>ok so i tried to post yesterday and the damn blogger thing wouldn't let me.   oh well.  here goes again.  so i saw that horrible movie called the exorcism of emily rose on saturday night.  i didn't sleep sat or sun night.  i was so tired...but i finally did get to sleep last night.  it was super scary.  not scary blood and guts, but convincing scary.  oh well.  i think i may be over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to a tampa bay buccaneers game this sunday.  it's my friend mel's birthday and that's what she wants to do.  we are gonna get there at like 10am and tailgate and then try to scalp some tickets.  even if we don't get into the game i think it could still be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going on a date tomorrow night.  well, at least i think it could be a date.  i got an email last wednesday from this guy named brandon and i decided to write him back.  i have a yahoo profile from when i signed up for messenger a long time ago and that's how he found me.  well we have emailed each other over like 100 times since then and i am interested in meeting him.  he was supposed to call me last night and he never did, so i am not too sure what is up with that, but he's in the air force and he had a flag football game last night and then had to fly this morning, so i am guessing he went right to bed when he got home.  and i can't be mad about that cause he has to fly one of those top gun kind of planes early this morning.  so we are gonna meet at starbucks tomorrow night.  but he doesn't have a cell phone so i had to tell him what i will be wearing...so i had to figure out my outfit quick.  i am gonna go simple, jeans and a white tank top.  dorian saw which one i will be wearing ( i had it on in virginia when you came to see me and i had to put a tshirt on when we ate spaghetti).  it's kinda bohemian with eyelets all over and i call it my boobie shirt.  i have had a lot of compliaments.  but he will be wearing khaki cargo shorts and a gray shirt.  he's cute i think, but it's so hard to tell from pics.  he has seen pics of me and he thinks i am beautiful...we haven't even talked yet, but we know a lot about each other just from emailing, and he thinks he might possibly be interested in having a relationship with me.  i think it's kinda quick, cause i need to meet him first before i can commit to that, but we'll see what happens.  wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112661420555475577?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112661420555475577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112661420555475577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112661420555475577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112661420555475577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-homies.html' title='hey homies'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112603220598415426</id><published>2005-09-06T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's up???</title><content type='html'>so life is hectic these days...i am now working a second job, you may already know that, but oh well.  i am working at gymboree at the mall cause my best friend from home is getting married and i am the maid of honor.  i think i told you guys that too...but anyways, i am sooooo tired lately.  i am only working 6 to 11 hours a week at the mall, but it still wears me out.  i have to work tonight and tomorrow night and then friday afternoon, so this week sucks, but at least it will keep me from spending any money.   i only have enough money to buy one more tank of gas and i don't get paid again until the 15th of this month.  yeah, you're right, i just got paid 5 days ago.  oh well...this whole moving thing has set me back a little.  isn't it funny how you think you have everything you need, but then you move to a new place and you need a new rug and then you need a frame for a certain print...it adds up after a while.  oh well...like i said, i am busy with the second job, so no need to spend any money.  plus i get paid from gymboree on friday, so i have some emergency funds if need be...even though i am supposed to be saving it.  but don't worry, i am not starving, (i did buy grocerys this weekend), and i have plenty of shampoo and that kind of stuff, and my friend melissa said she would pay for me to go to happy hour this weekend.  i have the best outfit to wear.  some of you may remember, but there this shirt i have that i hardly ever wear, but i got it at the gap outlet for like 20 bucks like 4 or 5 years ago.  it's all purple and blue sequins and now sequin shirts are back in so i am stoked.  i am going to borrow erins cute little skirt to wear with it, so it'll be cute.  i know i am blabing a lot about not having any money when there are people like jenny who don't even have a home anymore and that makes me like a bad person so i feel bad.  don't hate me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enough blabbing for now...i hope you are all doing well and i will talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112603220598415426?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112603220598415426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112603220598415426' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112603220598415426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112603220598415426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-up.html' title='what&apos;s up???'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112552326091494315</id><published>2005-08-31T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>so i just wanted to drop a quick note and say sorry that i have not posted lately...i have been super busy at work this week.  i hope all is well with everyone.  talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112552326091494315?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112552326091494315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112552326091494315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112552326091494315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112552326091494315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112531889964428438</id><published>2005-08-29T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>someone please inform me</title><content type='html'>hey so i read jenny's blog and she seems to be out of harms way, but has anyone heard from amanda?  is she ok?  please tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112531889964428438?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112531889964428438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112531889964428438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112531889964428438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112531889964428438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/someone-please-inform-me.html' title='someone please inform me'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112500717418033320</id><published>2005-08-25T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's up</title><content type='html'>so not too much is going on right now.  i am bored at work (as usual) and waiting to go home.  i can't leave for like another 45 minutes, but that's ok.  today i worked on a cross stitch thing for like 4 hours.  no lie.  it'll take me like another 72 hours to finish too.  it's a hard one.  at least it keeps me busy.  so the price of gas is driving me nuts.  and of course i move farther away from work and i have to start driving back here on fridays, so that blows ass.  i guess i will have to eliminate something from my budget.  oh well.  how much is gas where you guys are at?  here is is anywhere from 2.57 to 2.62 unless you go downtown where it's like 2.69.  i wish that i could be a little kid again cause they don't have to worry about things like work and bills and money.  life was good back then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112500717418033320?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112500717418033320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112500717418033320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112500717418033320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112500717418033320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-up.html' title='what&apos;s up'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112472272704754702</id><published>2005-08-22T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the homefront</title><content type='html'>so the move went well.  if i had a digital camera i would take pictures and post them for you, but i don't.  i have almost everything unpacked and it looks so good in there.  went tubing yesterday with karyl and her boyfriend todd and i took 4 really hard spills, but it was fun.  i kinda hurt today, but not too bad.  students come back to class today so parking was kinda difficult today.  glad to see that you got your spot amanda.  i wish i had a spot.  at coastal remember how they had the faculty/staff parking.  well they don't have that here and i wish they did.  i will just have to make sure not to be late in the morning.  there is this one section of spots where it is all shaded and i like to park there so that 1 my car isn't so hot when i get in it and 2 i don't want my wax and/or paint job to fade in the hot florida sun.  anyways, now i am rambling, so i am gonna go.  i will talk to you later.  oh i started my anonymous blog and it' s fabulous.  no one has posted on it yet, but i hope it will take off pretty soon.   talk to you all later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112472272704754702?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112472272704754702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112472272704754702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112472272704754702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112472272704754702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-homefront.html' title='on the homefront'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112431232667588333</id><published>2005-08-17T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:45.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>so i really want to have an anonymous blog.  but what would i write about.  i read two anonymous blogs.  i have posted link to them before, but here they are again. &lt;a href="http://charmingbutsingle.blogspot.com/"&gt; Charming But Single&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.waiterrant.net/"&gt;Waiter Rant&lt;/a&gt;.  I am just so inspired by these two people to please the masses that I want to do it too.  But then I think to myself...I say "self, you can't even keep up with your public blog for the coastal community."  (sorry i had to steal that line from you guys, it was too good to pass up:) ).  so if anyone can give me anyclues on what to have a secret blog about you let me know.  I think i may make it about the life of my new roommate and the crazy situations we get into.  that could be some interesting reading.  hmmmm...maybe i found my new idea.  please post comments on what it should be though so i can get a mass census on this matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i start my new job tonight.  it's at gymboree at the mall.  i think i told you that i had to get a second job to pay for the wedding i am the maid of honor in in april of next year.  this is what my&lt;a href="http://barijay.com/salon.htm"&gt; dress&lt;/a&gt; will be, so i am really excited about that.  it's style number 924.  and i think it's going to be a pinkish color.  it's weird to me that most of my friends are married and have kids or are getting married.  interesting...when is it my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, jenny asked what exactly my job is.  anyone care to tell her since all i do all day is play computer games.  just kidding.  my job title is science lab supervisor at a community college.  basically what i have to do is set up all the labs for bio, chem, anatomy and physiology, physics, and micro.  then i have to break them down.  i am also in charge of two budgets for ordering supplies and i have to stay up on OSHA regulations, which i have no idea what they are.  but whatever.  i get paid ok money to do it so i guess i can't really complain about playing around on the computer all day.  classes start next week so things will start getting busy again and i am sure i will want to pull my hair out, but that's ok.  i have 29 labs to run this semseter compared to the 9 i had this summer.  i am not used to being busy.  plus i didn't have to work on fridays over the summer and i snuck out every night earlier than i was supposed to be here.  but i got to leave at 3 on thursdays. now i have to stay til 5:30 mon thru wed, but til 6:45 on thurs.  so that sucks, but now on fridays i only have to stay from 8-11.  so that is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i am really sad about moving now.  i got almost all of my stuff out of my house, but it didn't seem real until craig and brian started packing last night.  that's when it hit me that i will not be living with them anymore.  as much as i used to hate craig in the beginning i love him now.  and i love brian too...even if karyl isn't his girlfriend anymore.  last night we laid on the couch and watched extreme home makeover that we had on our dvr box and we both sat there and cried and cried.  how many guys do you know that you can do that with?   anyways, things are gonna be good with erin though.  our apartment is going to be super cute.  the kitchen already looks great.  erin has been living there for 3 weeks now...well i guess it will be 4 on saturday.  poor girl has been laying on the floor in the living room with no tv and no furniture.  haha...i actually joined her on sunday night and it was quite enjoyable if you could imagine.  well i think i am gonna go now.  i have done enough rattling off about nothing and i need to go to the restroom before i get in the car for my almost an hour drive to the mall.  talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112431232667588333?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112431232667588333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112431232667588333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112431232667588333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112431232667588333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112422710678946032</id><published>2005-08-16T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>who signed me up for this???</title><content type='html'>so my job sucks.  i hate it.  well i don't hate it.  i am just super bored.  i thought that since professors were going to be back this week that things wouldn't be so boring.  well i was wrong.  everything that i should have saved to do this week i have already done.  talk about no fun this week for me.  and to make matters worse is that i am offically moving this weekend.  i am really going to miss living with craig and brian.  craig sucked for awhile, but our living situation has been working really well lately.  but now it's time for me to go home so i am going to shut up for now.  talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112422710678946032?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112422710678946032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112422710678946032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112422710678946032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112422710678946032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-signed-me-up-for-this.html' title='who signed me up for this???'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112378563199298089</id><published>2005-08-11T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my update</title><content type='html'>sorry i haven't posted much this week...i have been reading all of your blogs even though i haven't posted on all of them.  just wanted to let you know that tomorrow is my last friday off until next summer.  however, i am taking next friday off because i am moving.  i only have to take 3 hours off though cause i only work 8-11 on fridays from now til january.  i have almost my whole room packed and i am going to try to move as much as i possibly can this weekend.  my friend shaun has a truck and he said he would help me out some.  then next saturday, the moving truck comes for all of my furniture.  i am pretty excited about the whole thing.  so i will be back at work on monday from 8-5:30 to read all of your weekend mishaps.  oh congrats on the new car dorian!  have a good weekend:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112378563199298089?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112378563199298089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112378563199298089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112378563199298089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112378563199298089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-update.html' title='my update'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112353709712077918</id><published>2005-08-08T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mundaneness</title><content type='html'>is that even a word??? i am not too sure...anyways, work today is quite boring.  there are still no professors here.  they all come back next monday.  so i am the only one up here on the third floor for the second week in a row.  i have become really good at online pool...come challenge me if you dare.  so i have had my job for a year now and tomorrow i have to go to a three hour meeting for new employee orientation.  how crappy is that?  i don't know what to have for dinner tonight.  maybe soup...i just don't know.  well i am writing random thoughts now, so i am gonna go.  just wanted to make sure i posted.  talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112353709712077918?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112353709712077918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112353709712077918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112353709712077918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112353709712077918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/mundaneness.html' title='mundaneness'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112308922675720399</id><published>2005-08-03T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man...</title><content type='html'>ok so i am really sad right now.  my very good friend from coastal, you may know her, lynne schnabel, is the RHC of wacammaw hall.  or least i thought she was.  i just tried giving her a call at her office cause i haven't talked to her in forever, and when the voicemail came on it was some guy.  so i called her cell, which was shut off, but left her a message.  anyways, that made me sad.  i want to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another sad note, who saw the real world last night.  that was awful.  i feel so bad for that kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough sadness now...my old boss, who still knows what time i am supposed to be here til is not in today.  he is sick.  i can leave at 5:30 when the rest of the college staff leaves.  well i am gonna wait like 10 minutes til after they leave.  YAY!!! i can't wait to go home!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112308922675720399?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112308922675720399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112308922675720399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112308922675720399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112308922675720399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-man.html' title='oh man...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112299468505584334</id><published>2005-08-02T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another version...</title><content type='html'>1. What is your occupation? science lab supervisor...aka screw around on the internet all day&lt;br /&gt;2. What color is your underwear? today it's pink and flowery&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to right now? the radio...93.3flz&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the last thing you ate? a tuna wrap for dinner last night&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you wish on stars? nope&lt;br /&gt;7. How is the weather right now?  84 and beautiful...why am i at work again???&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person you spoke to on the phone? laura from downstairs at work&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you like the person who sent this to you? i better, she's my new roomie&lt;br /&gt;10.What date is your birthday? January 27th&lt;br /&gt;11.Favorite drink? hmmm...either miller lite or captain and ginger&lt;br /&gt;12.Favorite sport to watch? football, duh...GO STEELERS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;13.Have you ever dyed your hair? sure have&lt;br /&gt;14.Do you wear glasses or contacts? contacts during day and night, glasses right before bed&lt;br /&gt;15.Pets? Not here, but a dog (daisy) and two cats (snuffles and mugsy) at home in ny&lt;br /&gt;16.Favorite month? march...spring break&lt;br /&gt;17.Favorite food? anything italian&lt;br /&gt;18.What was the last movie you watched? Envy with jack black and ben stiller....very funny&lt;br /&gt;19.What do you do to vent anger? nothing really, cry, drink beer&lt;br /&gt;20.What was your favorite toy as a child? My barbies&lt;br /&gt;21.Fall or spring? Spring for the beach, fall for the clothes&lt;br /&gt;22.Hugs or kisses? Both!!&lt;br /&gt;23.Cherry or blueberry? Cherry&lt;br /&gt;24.Do you want your friends to e-mail you back? not email, post this on your blogs&lt;br /&gt;25.Who is most likely to respond? hopefully everyone...&lt;br /&gt;26.Who is the least likely to respond? vukelic&lt;br /&gt;27.Living arrangements? living with craig and brian til the 20th and then moving in with erin in our new townhome...&lt;br /&gt;28.When was the last time you cried? i teared up yesterday cause i miss my new niece&lt;br /&gt;29.What is on the floor of your closet? purses, bags, laundry basket, rubbermaid dresser for my gutchies, and tennis racket&lt;br /&gt;30. I deleted this question, I didn't like it....&lt;br /&gt;31.What did you do last night? went to american eagle and bought shoes, body spray and a shirt, then ate dinner while watching days of our lives i taped on dvr, and then i went for a walk with keren&lt;br /&gt;32.What inspires you? the ocean&lt;br /&gt;33.What are you afraid of? dying&lt;br /&gt;34.Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? cheese&lt;br /&gt;35.Favorite car? chrysler 300 or a mercedes clk 500&lt;br /&gt;36.Favorite breed of dog? boxer&lt;br /&gt;37.Number of keys on your key ring? work keys...2, house keys...4, car keys...2&lt;br /&gt;38.How many years at your current job? it'll be 1 on august 17th&lt;br /&gt;39.Favorite day of the week? FRIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;40.How many states have you lived in? 3&lt;br /&gt;41.How many cities have you lived in? 5, jamestown, conway, myrtle beach, north myrtle beach, tampa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112299468505584334?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112299468505584334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112299468505584334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112299468505584334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112299468505584334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/yet-another-version.html' title='yet another version...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112292998604675576</id><published>2005-08-01T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the boredom...</title><content type='html'>well i am back from vacation.  it was super fun.  right when i got there, dorian showed up and we went to lunch and shopping.  i bought the most fabulous pair of movie start sunglasses, you know, the big ones...and then we went swimming with my nieces and nephews and then ate my mom's spaghetti, lasagna, and meatballs.  then we hung out and laughed at the kids.  slept on the pull out couch and that was super uncomfortable.  monday got up early and went to the gym even though we were going to busch gardens for the day in the 110 degree heat.  had fun at the park, did a couple of water rides...won ben a stuffed frog playing skee ball.  it only took me 2 dollars.  wednesday went shopping again with my mom, sister martha, sister nancy, 11 year old neice chloe, and 10 month old niece emma.  emma was so good, she didn't even cry the whole day.  had ruby tuesdays again for dinner.  (that's where dorian and i went for lunch).  wednesday we went to water country.  emma fell asleep in the car and i carried her into the park instead of putting her in her stroller.  she is heavy especially when it's dead weight from sleeping.  had a good time there.  it was hotter than busch gardens, but at least we had the water.  thursday went and got a pedicure...thank god, my toes were in desperate need of one.  and then went to colonial williamsburg and then to dinner at outback.  friday was a chill day...went to the pool and then left to go home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to the airport a little late, but my plane into atlanta was delayed cause of the weather.  they said all flights leaving atlanta were delayed too, but fortunately my flight to tampa wasn't.  however, we left like 20 minutes late...of course it was out of a different gate though.  got to tampa and went to get my luggage and guess what...it wasn't there.  no toothbrush no nothing.  mike goldsmith picked me up and we went to the bar.  drank beer and played darts and the guy who pissed in my bed was there and wouldn't stop staring at me.  mike drove me home and we funneled some beer...mine came right back up.  then we went to bed.  saturday went to the airport to get my bag.  it came in at 11 and they said i had to stay home for the next 4 hours to wait for it, so i went and picked it up.  went to lunch at arbys and then went to busch gardens.  got to ride all the coasters but one (got rained out).  then went home and crashed for a bit then we went to dinner at don pablos and got a movie.  then we sat outside and talked about coastal.  then we went to bed.  got up early to go back to busch gardens to finish up the rides we didn't get to go on.  got home at like 2 pm and mike went home.  went to the pool with my roommate brian and then he made me dinner.  now  i am at work and bored.  the week went way to fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna sneak out of work early tonight and go to the mall to buy a new pair of work shoes.  then going for a walk instead of the gym...it's so nice out.  right now it's 88 degrees, but it should cool down some in a bit.  talk to you guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, maggie made me some sauce.   i am gonna have it for dinner tomorrow, can't wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112292998604675576?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112292998604675576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112292998604675576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112292998604675576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112292998604675576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-boredom.html' title='back to the boredom...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112195724187404599</id><published>2005-07-21T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so excited</title><content type='html'>so i just wanted to let everyone know that i will not be near a computer for the next week.  i won't be back at work until august 1st.  sorry.  i may check up on blogs saturday morning from home, but i have to clean and pack and whatnot for vacation.  anyways, have a great week and talk to you when i get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112195724187404599?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112195724187404599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112195724187404599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112195724187404599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112195724187404599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-so-excited.html' title='i&apos;m so excited'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112177791006480236</id><published>2005-07-19T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone else is doing it, so should i...</title><content type='html'>so i saw jenny's blog on internet quizzes and then maggie did it too...so here are some of my results for random tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;what kind of potato chip are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, you're a Classic Potato Chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('A','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got an elegant classic style and laidback attitude that tells the world you're not about to take yourself too seriously. Like your signature potato chip, you don't need a lot of embellishments to show off your great taste and personality.From friendship to work to play, you're a true blue who never lets people down. Your cool, confident ways make you a great source for good advice and good times. That's classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;apparantly i don't need that much of a makeover...thank god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, you'd love a makeover that would make you a Sweet Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('B','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that your world doesn't revolve around fashion, but that doesn't mean you don't have your own unique style. So that's why your makeover should focus on highlighting your already sparkling personality. No extreme makeovers needed here. A laid-back sweetheart like you can always look your best — without trying too hard.So when it comes to jazzing up your look, a few accents that are maybe just a little over-the-top can help you look stunning while staying true to yourself. Try a fun and fabulous top paired with your favorite black pants, or a great new purse that adds a splash of color. Taking a chance with your style can sometimes be the best way to highlight your personality. Stay sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;which reality show is right for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, you're destined for The Bachelor/Bachelorette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('A','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind dates, double dates, 1-800-DATE, setups, mixers — despite trying all the usual (an unusual) ways of meeting people you still haven't found that perfect someone. It's time to think inside the box, inside the television box, that is. The Bachelor/Bachelorette is your reality show because it may be the best way to find someone who is daring, unabashed, and ready to do something crazy, like...say, get engaged in front of millions of people.Since you love the hunt and have always been a competitor, what better way to prove your personality, charm, and sex appeal than a little game of competitive dating? Fifteen to one odds? No problem — you've worked parties twice that size and still managed to reel in the prize catch. Hey, if The Bachelor/Bachelorette doesn't yield a soul mate, at least you'll get the next best thing: an agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;what is my holiday theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, your holiday theme song is Jingle Bell Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('A','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break out the eggnog and bust a move. The holidays are high season for some prime partying. As the go-to guy for a good time, you've probably got a calendar that fills up early. Could be your charming personality, your sense of humor, or the fact that you show up with fruitcake or a festive poinsettia at gatherings.Since you're such a natural merry maker, you shouldn't skimp with spreading your good cheer beyond your social circles this year. Maybe you can consider a volunteer gig or two? Any way you slice it, you're someone who should be raring to go this holiday season. So giddy-up, jingle horse, pick up your feet. Jingle around the clock. Mix and min-gle in a jing-lin' beat. That's the jingle bell rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;what kind of american idol am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, you're a Wild Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('E','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On stage or off, people never seem to know what you'll do next. And that's the way you like it. A fan of surprises, spontaneity, and individuality, your free spirit helps keep things interesting and others guessing.Whether you're making your own dance moves or creating a groundbreaking new look, it's clear that none of the judges will be able to pin down your impulsive energy and enthusiasm. And your style and spirit is sure to rub off on other people - especially once you're in the limelight. So keep marching to the beat of your own drummer — others are sure to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112177791006480236?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112177791006480236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112177791006480236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112177791006480236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112177791006480236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/everyone-else-is-doing-it-so-should-i.html' title='everyone else is doing it, so should i...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112169926114066885</id><published>2005-07-18T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>hey everyone, so the dave matthews concert was fun.  it poured so bad right when we got there that it was like village of the mud people.  and of course i had on my white capris...they are almost clean now.  however, the only thing i didn't like about the concert was the concert itself....the &lt;a href="http://www.dmband.com/road/SetlistsDir/setlist.asp"&gt;setlist&lt;/a&gt; was horrible.  and because traffic sucked so bad getting there, karyl and her friend were late.  i had to wait for them cause i had their tickets, and we missed marc broussard.  i was so pissed.  i did get to hear his last song though, so that made me a little happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just need to get through this week...it's gonna be a long one cause all i want to do is go on vacation.  i leave sunday at 6am.  what a crappy flight that will be.  but it will be worth it cause dorian will be there at like noon that day so we can go have shopping fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, anyway you can keep me entertained for the next month would be great.  classes end tomorrow and don't start again until august 22nd.  so i will be quite bored.  talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112169926114066885?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112169926114066885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112169926114066885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112169926114066885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112169926114066885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112120184449446901</id><published>2005-07-12T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>test your fashion iq</title><content type='html'>so i tend to think that i dress ok.  i buy trendy things and shop at places like banana republic and american eagle, and i sometimes buy things at target that you would find in other stores, but are way cuter and cheaper...so i thought i would do better on this test...no way.  i only got 3 right.  let me know how you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/departments/careertraining/?page=fashionquiz&amp;Quizid=155&amp;amp;GT1=6671"&gt;here's the test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112120184449446901?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112120184449446901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112120184449446901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112120184449446901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112120184449446901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/test-your-fashion-iq.html' title='test your fashion iq'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112111260732513279</id><published>2005-07-11T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>so dennis hit this weekend...luckily we didn't have too much of it here in tampa...there were some power outages somewhere, but tampa is huge.  we didn't get too much but some heavy rains on saturday and some bad wind...but i was pretty hungover, so i didn't have much planned for the day, but to sleep, so it didn't really matter too much to me.  dave matthews is thursday so i am stoked.  anyways, talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112111260732513279?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112111260732513279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112111260732513279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112111260732513279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112111260732513279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/aftermath.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112068720801210235</id><published>2005-07-06T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:44.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here's some tricky ones...</title><content type='html'>ok so two posts in one day...here's some questions...email me the answers and i will let you know who wins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You are participating in a race You overtake the second person. Whatposition are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If you overtake the last person, then you are...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Very tricky math! Note: This must be done in your head only.Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it.Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000 Now add 10. What is the total?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Mary's father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono.What is the name of the fifth daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  There is a mute person who wants to buy a toothbrush. By imitating theaction of brushing one's teeth he successfully expresses himself to theshopkeeper and the purchase is done.Now if there is a blind man who wishes to buy a pair of sunglasses, howshould he express himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck...talk to you soon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112068720801210235?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112068720801210235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112068720801210235' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112068720801210235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112068720801210235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/heres-some-tricky-ones.html' title='here&apos;s some tricky ones...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-112068678489011705</id><published>2005-07-06T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>so i haven't been posting too much lately...sorry...i just feel like there is not too much to write.  i am going to dave matthews next thursday and &lt;a href="www.marcbroussard.com"&gt;marc broussard&lt;/a&gt; is opening for him...marc is fabulous.  i highly reccommend him to you all...just ask amanda...anyways, i am looking forward to that and then on the 24th i am headed up to virginia...williamsburg to be exact to our &lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-hotel-348199-action-pictures-powhatan_plantation_resort-i;_ylt=AmzAgAdqW13XEyOdrrWNFGniphQB"&gt;timeshare&lt;/a&gt;...i definatley need a vacation...i think that big d is coming to see me too...i sure do hope so.  and they got a new ride at busch gardens...so i am also stoked about that.  well i am gonna run...have a good one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-112068678489011705?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/112068678489011705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=112068678489011705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112068678489011705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/112068678489011705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/07/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111999249067806458</id><published>2005-06-28T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how true is this?</title><content type='html'>25 SIGNS YOU HAVE GROWN UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your house plants are alive, and you can't smoke any of them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Having sex in a twin bed is out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;3. You keep more food than beer in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;4. 6:00 AM is when you get up, not when you go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;5. You hear your favorite song on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;6. You watch the Weather Channel.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your friends marry and divorce instead of hook up and break up.&lt;br /&gt;8. You go from 130 days of vacation time to 14.&lt;br /&gt;9. Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed up."&lt;br /&gt;10. You're the one calling the police because those %&amp;amp;@# kids next door won't turn down the stereo.&lt;br /&gt;11. Older relatives feel comfortable telling sex jokes around you.&lt;br /&gt;12. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;13. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up.&lt;br /&gt;14. You feed your dog Science Diet instead of McDonald's leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;15. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt.&lt;br /&gt;16. You take naps from noon to 6 PM!&lt;br /&gt;17. Dinner and a movie is the whole date instead of the beginning of one.&lt;br /&gt;18. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 AM would severely upset, rather than settle, your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;19. If you're a gal, you go to the drug store for ibuprofen and antacid, not condoms and pregnancy tests.&lt;br /&gt;20. A $4.00 bottle of wine is no longer "pretty good stuff."&lt;br /&gt;21. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time.&lt;br /&gt;22. "I just can't drink the way I used to," replaces, "I'm never going to drink that much again." 23. 90% of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work.&lt;br /&gt;24. You drink at home to save money before going to a bar.&lt;br /&gt;25. You read this entire list looking desperately for one sign that doesn't apply to you and can't find one to save your sorry old butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111999249067806458?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111999249067806458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111999249067806458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111999249067806458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111999249067806458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-true-is-this.html' title='how true is this?'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111998556844775674</id><published>2005-06-28T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>so my brother got accepted to the golf management program at horry georgetown tech in myrtle beach.  i am so happy for him, but so jealous at the same time cause he gets to go live in the beach and i want to too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111982578628406438</id><published>2005-06-26T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yo yo yo</title><content type='html'>so the weekend was pretty fun...i had a good time, considering that i have been really upset the past few days.  i have been really homesick for the beach lately and i have even considered moving back.  to do what?  wait tables?  that is not what i have planned for my life, but i wonder what life would be like if i were to manage a restaurant.  i have no clue really no clue what i want to do with my life, but i have a lifetime to figure it out.   i didn't get the teaching position, but there may be other opportunities out there for me.  for now, i am going to focus on the fact that i am getting a fabulous new apartment in august, i am getting a new boss starting july 1st, and i am going to virginia on july 24th.   life is good, but i have no idea what i want out of life...does that make sense to any of you?  anyways, sorry i haven't been writing lately, but i will get on things here really quickly...talk to you later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111982578628406438?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111982578628406438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111982578628406438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111982578628406438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111982578628406438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/yo-yo-yo.html' title='yo yo yo'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111944765005717410</id><published>2005-06-22T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i only got 2 right</title><content type='html'>take this quiz and let me know how you did..i only got 2 right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/departments/elearning/?page=oddjobs&amp;Quizid=163&amp;amp;GT1=6657"&gt;weird quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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right'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111928883776600528</id><published>2005-06-20T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>hey guys, sorry it has taken me so long to get back on here...i had to come back up to work on thursday for a little bit, but i had no time really to get on the computer...the interview went well...at least i think it did.  i wasn't too nervous, probably because i still have a job if i don't get this one.  but i think it went well.  they said they had some more people to interview and that they would definately know something by this friday.  so if i don't hear anything by the 24th then i didn't get it....which won't upset me too bad.  it was only my first interview.  and i truly believe that there is a reason for everything.  if i don't get this job then it wasn't meant to be...but there's always next year....keep your fingers crossed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111928883776600528?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111928883776600528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111928883776600528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111928883776600528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111928883776600528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111877010759382595</id><published>2005-06-14T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what...</title><content type='html'>so i have my first interview for a teaching position on thursday at 10:45.  wish me luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111877010759382595?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111877010759382595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111877010759382595' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111877010759382595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111877010759382595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-what.html' title='guess what...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111869874223198837</id><published>2005-06-13T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the verdict is out</title><content type='html'>so i am sure that you all have heard...but michael jackson is innocent on all counts...i can't believe it...i think that they made a mistake...but that's just my opinion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111869874223198837?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111869874223198837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111869874223198837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111869874223198837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111869874223198837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/verdict-is-out.html' title='the verdict is out'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111824243698788243</id><published>2005-06-08T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look out crystal...here i come</title><content type='html'>so, i was on match.com just looking around...my assistant and i were bored one day.  well we saw my friends boyfriend on there, so i set up a quick profile so that i could view his profile to see if he is up to no good...well this guy winked at me.  and i didn't even have a pic up there.  so i read his profile and he seemed ok, but he didn't have a pic either, but i winked back.  hehe.  so he emailed me and i emailed him back.  he said that he would send me a pic.  he seems pretty cool.  so look out match.com...here i come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111824243698788243?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111824243698788243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111824243698788243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111824243698788243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111824243698788243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/look-out-crystalhere-i-come.html' title='look out crystal...here i come'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111806308601757878</id><published>2005-06-06T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in regards to amanda</title><content type='html'>1. Your name spelled backwards: nella nej&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were your parents born? Jamestown, NY&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your favorite restaurant? Flamingo Grill in Myrtle Beach&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you swam in a pool? Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been in a school play? nope&lt;br /&gt;7. How many kids do you want? not sure yet&lt;br /&gt;8. Type of music you dislike most? classical&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you registered to vote? Of course&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have cable? yes, digital cable with a DVR box&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you ever ridden on a moped? no but i have been on many motorcycles&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever prank call anybody? actually i did on friday&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever get a ticket? yeah two of them...not for speeding though&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving? yeah...it might take me a minute to jump though&lt;br /&gt;15. Farthest place you ever traveled. Distance: Quebec City Canada; From civilization: I don't think anywhere...maybe cocoacay in the bahamas&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a garden? no&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite comic strip? calvin and hobbes of course&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you really know all the words to your national anthem? yes&lt;br /&gt;19. Bath or Shower, morning or night? Shower...time depends on how tired i am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;20. Best movie you've seen in the past month? Crash&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite pizza topping? Sausage&lt;br /&gt;22. Chips or popcorn? Chips&lt;br /&gt;23. What colour lipstick do you usually wear? I don't wear lipstick&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever smoked peanut shells? No&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever been in a beauty pageant? No, I'm not that cute&lt;br /&gt;26. Orange Juice or apple? oj&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you went out to dinner with and where did you dine? my friend bones (or ryan) in myrtle beach.   we went to the dead dog in murrells inlet&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite type chocolate bar? 5th avenue&lt;br /&gt;29. When was the last time you voted at the polls? Nov. 1999&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you ate a homegrown tomato? eeww tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever won a trophy? yep&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a good cook? yes, i am my mother's daughter&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you know how to pump your own gas? who doesn't&lt;br /&gt;34. Ever order an article from an infomercial? no&lt;br /&gt;35. Sprite or 7-up? sprite&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work? ick, unfortuanately yes&lt;br /&gt;37. Last thing you bought at a pharmacy? hehehe...condoms&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever throw up in public? yep...sometimes the parking lot of the bar is just as good as the bathroom...never done it in a building before though&lt;br /&gt;39. Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love? If the true love is guaranteed to last I'd take that I guess.&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you believe in love at first sight? maybe&lt;br /&gt;41. Ever call a 1-900 number? no&lt;br /&gt;42. Can ex's be friends? I sure hope so&lt;br /&gt;43. Who was the last person you visited in a hospital? jennifer, the bio teacher at work, when she had her baby&lt;br /&gt;44. Did you have a lot of hair when you were a baby? yes and it was fire engine red&lt;br /&gt;45. What message is on your answering machine? the usual&lt;br /&gt;46. What's your all time favorite Saturday Night Live Character? the cheerleaders i think...or when adam sandler was in love with shannon dorothy...&lt;br /&gt;47. What was the name of your first pet?brownie...my goldfish&lt;br /&gt;48. What is in your glovebox? owner's manual, that's all it will fit&lt;br /&gt;49. Favourite thing to do before bedtime? Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;50. What is one thing you are grateful for today? my friends and family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111806308601757878?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111806308601757878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111806308601757878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111806308601757878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111806308601757878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-regards-to-amanda.html' title='in regards to amanda'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111712852259604674</id><published>2005-05-26T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so funny...</title><content type='html'>this is a really funny video spin off on star wars. you have to have flash to watch it, but it's halarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.storewars.org"&gt;watch the video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111712852259604674?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111712852259604674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111712852259604674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111712852259604674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111712852259604674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-so-funny.html' title='this is so funny...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111704810851811842</id><published>2005-05-25T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:43.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not much</title><content type='html'>so nothing is really going on...i just felt the need to post and say that now that you have summer jobs, it's not as fun to check the blogs daily, because nothing much changes on them.  at least not as frequently.  oh well...maybe tomorrow will be my lucky blog reading day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is shitty.  i can't wait to find out if i get another job.  i sure hope i do.  my friend erin and i have decided that we are going to rent a &lt;a href="http://www.rentnet.com/apartments/fyp/search/brochure/floorplan.jhtml?cPointer=0&amp;pid=12800&amp;amp;fid=545211"&gt;townhouse&lt;/a&gt; together.  it's pretty nice.  they pay water, sewer, pest control and basic cable.   and get this.  they have a valet trash thing.  all you need to do is put it outside your door.  that is the coolest thing ever.  they also bring your mail to your door instead of you having to stop and get it.  the townhouse is 1280 sq. feet and it's got 2 and a half baths.  plus a washer and dryer.  plus, it's over looking a lake.  all we have to pay is electric and like an extra 30 bucks to get digital cable and a dvr box (which i can't live without), so how cool is that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, not much is going on.  we are gonna go to busch gardens on friday.  gotta make use of that season's pass.   plus we will get to ride sheikra again.  boy that 90 degree drop was fun last friday.  anyways, now i am just blabbing so i am gonna go.  hope to see new info on your blogs tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111704810851811842?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111704810851811842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111704810851811842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111704810851811842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111704810851811842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-much.html' title='not much'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111695109807149901</id><published>2005-05-24T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:42.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here's something for you to think about...</title><content type='html'>Have a history teacher explain this----- if they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.&lt;br /&gt;John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.&lt;br /&gt;John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.&lt;br /&gt;Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.&lt;br /&gt;Both wives lost their children while living in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Both Presidents were shot in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it gets really weird.&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;Both were assassinated by Southerners.Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.&lt;br /&gt;Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.&lt;br /&gt;John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.&lt;br /&gt;Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.&lt;br /&gt;Both assassins were known by their three names.&lt;br /&gt;Both names are composed of fifteen letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hang on to your seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford.'&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy was shot in a car called 'Lincoln' made by 'Ford.'&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln was shot in a theater and his assassin ran and hid in a warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and his assassin ran and hid in atheater.&lt;br /&gt;Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the kicker...&lt;br /&gt;A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland&lt;br /&gt;A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111695109807149901?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111695109807149901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111695109807149901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111695109807149901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111695109807149901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/05/heres-something-for-you-to-think-about.html' title='here&apos;s something for you to think about...'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9008637.post-111685839355477664</id><published>2005-05-23T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:06:42.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>where do people come up with this stuff???</title><content type='html'>Here are some fun things to do when you are at Walmart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in peoples' carts when  they aren't looking.  2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute  intervals. &lt;br /&gt;3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms. &lt;br /&gt;4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, 'Code 3'  in housewares and see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&amp;M's on lay away. &lt;br /&gt;6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. &lt;br /&gt;7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll  invite them in if they'll bring in pillows from the bedding department. &lt;br /&gt;8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask 'Why  can't you people just leave me alone?' &lt;br /&gt;9. Look right into the security camera; use it as a mirror, &amp;and pick  your nose. &lt;br /&gt;10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he  knows where the anti- depressants are. &lt;br /&gt;11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the Mission  Impossible theme. &lt;br /&gt;12. In the auto department, practice your Madonna look using different  size funnels. &lt;br /&gt;13. Hide in a clothing rack; when people browse through, say PICK ME! &lt;br /&gt;14. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal  position and scream "NO! NO! It's those voices again!!!! And; last, but  not least!) &lt;br /&gt;15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while; and then  yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys get a kick out of this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9008637-111685839355477664?l=trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/feeds/111685839355477664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9008637&amp;postID=111685839355477664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111685839355477664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9008637/posts/default/111685839355477664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippingbilliesjen.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-do-people-come-up-with-this.html' title='where do people come up with this stuff???'/><author><name>jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13096696769432123645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/53/2502/640/me%20and%20tripp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
