<?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-8554146976017722339</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:41:08.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As it comes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-8742573401792145622</id><published>2008-10-09T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:21:31.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dollar general</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v274/14/26/735539601/n735539601_1096137_7912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v274/14/26/735539601/n735539601_1096137_7912.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my room is a wreck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i finally found a hat that fits right :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I bought a cute little scarecrow girl at dollar general and she's outside of my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i haven't made my coffee right in a while :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CONGRATS TO MIR AND SAM!!!!! AHHH I CANT WAIT, I CANT BELIEVE IT IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING. LOL ILL BE HONEST AND SAY I AM A LITTLE ENVIOUS BECAUSE I WANT THAT NOW TOO. ITS OK OUR TIME WILL COME BABE. I LOVE YOU TWO SOON-TO-BE-MARRIED...I FEEL TOTALLY BLESSED TO BE ALLOWED TO SHARE THIS BEAUTIFUL TIME WITH YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i get carrried away by the look by the light in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;montana and wyoming sound  perfect right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i miss going to wild west all the time and being spun by my cowboy all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i want andi here soooo bad lol i think i tell you that a little too much but it is going to be the time of your life baby girl..we will have a blast i promise ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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general'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-3200912799492011800</id><published>2008-08-28T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:59:10.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it hit me fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;looking at pictures on andi's myspace made me come really close to crying. seeing my trace, he is saying those things now, growing. it literally breaks my heart and gives me a lump in my throat to know that i'm not there to watch him every other thursay with my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;seeing pics of her and holden. omg that's even worse. i feel like i'm failing you as a sister because i'm not there to here you talk late at night about your worries, doubts, excitement, butterflies, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i'm so sorry baby girl. i'm crying here in the office, i hope no residents or my superviors walk by to see the wreck i'm in right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I miss mira and sam. the sillines. lost episodes late at night that i never watched but i knew were playing in the den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;mom and dad's rosaries and garage sale shopping early saturday mornings....ouch that one really hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I do love it here but it depresses me when i don't find things out about the house or family for days or weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i miss my house. my dogs :'(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;matthew, i hate not seeing him for lunch. i miss the perfect drive to his house. the smell and feel of his home. lady, yeaa i miss her too. but my matter i'm not right without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;oh goodnes it is sooooo good that tomorrow most of these things will be fixed. just tell my house and the people that are usually there that little miss B is fine but a little homesick :(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-3200912799492011800?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3200912799492011800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=3200912799492011800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/3200912799492011800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/3200912799492011800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-hit-me-fast.html' title='it hit me fast'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-4556106069356746023</id><published>2008-08-19T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:30:53.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginnings...how cliche</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Life is pretty darn awesome right now. Me and my matter are loving each more than ever and growing constantly. I see my sisters tomorrow and get to spend the day with them. My parents love and miss me. I have amazing friends on staff. Training and most of check-in is finished. I have a meeting with the equestrian coach on friday. I am in the process of changing my major to Multidisiplinary Studies. My car works and I can drive it. It has been raining. I am madly in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;I can start attending daily mass and student mass again. I'm listening to some pretty awesome oldies. I love how my room is decorated. I have about $650 on my meal plan for this semester (:D). I love God and he loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks for reading me and smiling at how well my life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;See you soon I hope :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;binki stinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-4556106069356746023?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4556106069356746023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=4556106069356746023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/4556106069356746023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/4556106069356746023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-beginningshow-cliche.html' title='New beginnings...how cliche'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-4794822252483891361</id><published>2008-07-15T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:52:11.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I am down again. Yesterday I was content and okay. Today, right now any way I am upset. I hate this. I hate how I feel. I hate how I can't just drive because I would be breaking the law. I'd like to get dressed up and make myself look decent, drive somewhere in town to get someting new (a shirt, purse, jeans), eat an entire large funnel cake by myself, and then do whatever else comes to mind. Merely because I want to and because I don't think anyone can help me right now. I would also like to just be at home with my parents on a Saturday morning alone. I wake up and look out the front door to see them with rosaries and a prayer book sitting in those white chairs. I love you mom and dad more than I tell you. I love spoiling them. Getting my dad a cold drink while he is working on the yard, moving the fan to where it hits him perfectly, getting on to him for spending to much time in the heat, ironing his clothes, rubbing lotion on his feet. Telling my mom all of my problems, concerns, fears, excitements, joys, reading spirtiual messages to her or from her, love her like no one else, clean for her, try to cook for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now and I just realized that paragraph had a ton of commas,,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading this :)&lt;br /&gt;Bink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-4794822252483891361?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4794822252483891361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=4794822252483891361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/4794822252483891361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/4794822252483891361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/07/comma.html' title='Comma'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-6480223168631356257</id><published>2008-07-14T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:25:45.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is any one alive out there? (titanic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwUTPWLHTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gMse66UIKLc/s1600-h/Easter+08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwUTPWLHTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gMse66UIKLc/s200/Easter+08+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223071988612537650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zedanranch.de/cgi-bin/bianca_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.zedanranch.de/cgi-bin/bianca_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.contractedwork.com/pport/p13499/BIANCA%27S_LABEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.contractedwork.com/pport/p13499/BIANCA%27S_LABEL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;No one reads my stuff. It's sad. lol and i just like finding pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is good right now. for the most part. I am extremely concerned about bills right now and something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am ready for Lubbock I think but I will hate not having him 10 minutes away at all times. we will be fine though. I love the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/images/apr5_pocahontas_disney2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.wilsonsalmanac.com/images/apr5_pocahontas_disney2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;way we love, and things have gotten so much better. I know I shouldn't but i kind of want to ask if i'm going to get something. lol. things have changed, my perspectives definitely. I used to compare him to others and now i see compare people to him. i have opened up to samy alot more. i want sam to be honest with me like he asked me to be with him. let me know if something comes up, not that he hasn't but i wonder if he would. maybe he would tell mir and then she'd tell me. the exact opposite of what he wants me to do. we're doing great though :) and i am content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i am so relieved to finally have my ticket taken care of..and now that anxiety has been transferred to the bills that appear from no where. Lord please help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-6480223168631356257?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6480223168631356257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=6480223168631356257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/6480223168631356257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/6480223168631356257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-any-one-alive-out-there-titanic.html' title='is any one alive out there? (titanic)'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwUTPWLHTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gMse66UIKLc/s72-c/Easter+08+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-357446332109883498</id><published>2008-04-20T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:56:46.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Alfred-Gockel/Endless-Love-Print-C10080101.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Alfred-Gockel/Endless-Love-Print-C10080101.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Matthew,&lt;br /&gt;You will never understand how I love you.&lt;br /&gt;When we are apart my day cannot be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I think of you one hundred times more than I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I dream about our future even more and worry about how far it seems.&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend baby.&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything I can't tell you. Nothing I don't tell. Everything I want to tell you. And something I will always tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your wife and stay up late at night talking in bed about the kids, work, family, our dreams, fears, love, life.&lt;br /&gt;I want to cook meals for you and cry because I know they aren't good enough.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be held in your arms when I am terrified, nervous, worthless, unheard,  sorry, angry, and excited.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance with you at our wedding and have people amazed that we have been together for so long.&lt;br /&gt;I want little kids in grocery stores to stare at us and get excited about when they get older.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see your strong arms carrying our tiny daughter.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see our children run around the house because they don't want double T time.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to look at me every now and then and remember why you fell for me in 8th grade at Bowie Junior High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;Bianca Maria Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-357446332109883498?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/357446332109883498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=357446332109883498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/357446332109883498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/357446332109883498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-cowboy.html' title='My Cowboy'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-5133787369306334903</id><published>2008-04-17T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:56:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://galen-frysinger.com/european_train/vatican04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://galen-frysinger.com/european_train/vatican04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stmadsophie.org/pope.h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.stmadsophie.org/pope.h2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;   Papa Benny is finally in the U.S.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I could be there, listen to his wisdom, glance at his grace. This man is truly the closest thing we have to Jesus Christ, he is carrying on the church, when Jesus said to Peter, "You are the rock on which I build my church," this is exactly what he was talking about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He seemed to have come at a perfect time, my stress level has dropped dramatically and I would seriously consider sacrificing something major in order to even be in the same state as he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I pray that he is kept safe and respected while on his visit. I pray his visit reinforces the traditional Roman Catholic faith, not the loose, do what you want American version. I congratulate any one that is able to be there and I pray that one day I will find a way to travel to the Vatican.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I love you Papa Benny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-5133787369306334903?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5133787369306334903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=5133787369306334903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/5133787369306334903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/5133787369306334903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-is.html' title='He is HERE!!!'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-1396947579129194676</id><published>2008-03-07T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:10:13.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR. piggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://abutalib.indysla.iupui.edu/%7Easimmon/images/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://abutalib.indysla.iupui.edu/%7Easimmon/images/smile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;my knee is bruised and really sore. i hurts to bend it. lol but last night was hilarious. i absolutely cannot wait to see 10,000bc!!! yea dude. i;m thinking about dying my hair but i don't know what color. and the thought of my tattoo idea still crosses my mind at random times. probably won't happen though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i wonder just how hard it is going to be to major in math. will i change plans? who knows but i;m excited about working this summer and getting some mula. I MISS MY FAMILY AND THE NEW PUPPIES. ONE MORE WEEK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YIPEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-1396947579129194676?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1396947579129194676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=1396947579129194676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/1396947579129194676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/1396947579129194676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-knee-is-bruised-and-really-sore.html' title='MR. piggy'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-5578870538044572538</id><published>2008-03-03T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:44:28.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss yall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hazard.hospsrvc.ttu.edu/cms_test/files/imagemanagermodule/@random4649f6408dd29/hornKnapp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://hazard.hospsrvc.ttu.edu/cms_test/files/imagemanagermodule/@random4649f6408dd29/hornKnapp.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;i feel really alone. moving in here is making me sad. i  am excited but i feel so lonely. i just want to go home. it's so strange but it's like i'm experiencing real college life for the first time. i just hope i can make friends fast. i miss my little sister and i already miss my older sister even though she hasn't left yet. i really want matter to move to lubbock next semester . i just heard girls on my floor talking about me in the hall, hoping was going to be a cool CA and reading the note i left for everyone on the white board. i'm ready for this summer: Full time job, good paycheck, bathing suit, family, shopping with my sisters, swimming, watching movies at my house with matter and the family, helping mom at work, going to midland with daddy, visiting grandpa, fishing, balmorhea, relaxation. ok i feel a little better now. later dood :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-5578870538044572538?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5578870538044572538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=5578870538044572538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/5578870538044572538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/5578870538044572538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/03/miss-yall.html' title='miss yall'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-6313217386347832829</id><published>2008-02-27T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T14:41:41.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss the 90s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kafka-franz.com/images/kafka%20sister%203g-w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.kafka-franz.com/images/kafka%20sister%203g-w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://loudsolitude.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/purcell-three-sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://loudsolitude.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/purcell-three-sisters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artistetc.net/resources/_wsb_440x332_Three+Sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.artistetc.net/resources/_wsb_440x332_Three+Sisters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;My sisters are my arms, my mind and heart, they are strong and soft usually at opposite times so that i am balanced. they are fun, silly, wise, love, smart, cool, artsy, Godly, striking, grace, beauty and everything else i am forgetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;she is small, strong, patient, motivated, independent, understanding, supportive, reliable, wise, in love, ready for life, my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;she is small, strong, full of life, giving, uplifting, outspoken, full of art, ready for freedom,  ready to meet him, my baby, unique, my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we are pillars for Christ, proud to be Catholic, proud to be Hispanic, intrigued  by our grandparents, ever-grateful for our parents, lost without each other, much more alive when we are all together, more than sisters, the biggest dorks in the universe, excited about holding each others children, like no other sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;DA 90S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.neighborhoodvalues.com/nv/Toys&amp;amp;Games/T&amp;amp;G3/Pixs/Ppkt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.neighborhoodvalues.com/nv/Toys&amp;amp;Games/T&amp;amp;G3/Pixs/Ppkt3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.miniarcade.com/img/games/tiger/gigachimp_game1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.miniarcade.com/img/games/tiger/gigachimp_game1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infendo.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/database-hardware-gameboy01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.infendo.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/database-hardware-gameboy01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kungfurodeo.com/4cr_pics/NYC%20Convention/pogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.kungfurodeo.com/4cr_pics/NYC%20Convention/pogs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.paperdollreview.com/catalog/images/lamour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.paperdollreview.com/catalog/images/lamour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any one else remember toys like these? Or rushing home from school so you wouldn't miss Wishbone, Carmen Sandiego, or Reading Rainbow. Oh gosh i love this stuff. Especially the cut out dolls and polly pocket. I used to love playing house with my sisters and acting like cashiers at a grocery store. If i could go back i would love it. It is all so much better than the toys of today, bratz dolls and xboxes just dont compare. its random i know but me and mir were talking about it the other day and it made me reminisce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-6313217386347832829?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6313217386347832829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=6313217386347832829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/6313217386347832829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/6313217386347832829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss-90s.html' title='i miss the 90s'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-8493300768172904157</id><published>2008-02-07T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T12:36:22.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee maybe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;So i feel like shit- suprise suprise. i should probably find coffee somewhere lay in bed until i fall asleep and forget about the crappy dady i've had so far. but instead i am writing on my blog that maybe one or two people will ever read. A blog that i often realize only serves as a reminder of the enormous amount of friends that i lack. go me. lol ok i get really annoyed of people that are depressed and feel sorry for themselves so ill shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee does sound good right now or a smoothie, yea a smoothie sounds better. i know this is bad but i don't really feel like going to church today. i will though. and nevermind. so what to type about now. one thing i do like about blogging is it improves my typing skills, obviously. and i generally like to type. ill take this time to say hi to my sisters (the two people that will be reading this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woodenstilts.co.uk/images/animations/clown_waving_hc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.woodenstilts.co.uk/images/animations/clown_waving_hc.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ola chicas. and bye for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-8493300768172904157?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8493300768172904157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=8493300768172904157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/8493300768172904157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/8493300768172904157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/02/coffee-maybe.html' title='coffee maybe?'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-7143279342713588962</id><published>2008-01-23T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:55:30.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporarily giving up on the pubic transportation system</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fta.dot.gov/TRO_6/TRO-6_TTU-Campus_1_rdax_300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.fta.dot.gov/TRO_6/TRO-6_TTU-Campus_1_rdax_300x225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Yeah so i took the wrong bus for the third time and i was driven around for 30 min. just to get off where i got on. i was really embarrassed because i could just feel the driver staring at me in the mirror wondering, "when is this kid going to get off?" oh well i'm nice and safe in my room now away from the scarry world of citibus. i'm hungry and ready for lunch. i think i like this already but there are no promises to be as loyal to this as my sisters. i don't know how much he will like it but we'll see. have a nice day and maybe i will see you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-7143279342713588962?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7143279342713588962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=7143279342713588962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/7143279342713588962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/7143279342713588962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/temporarily-giving-up-on-pubic.html' title='Temporarily giving up on the pubic transportation system'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554146976017722339.post-213161055732633135</id><published>2008-01-22T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:08:42.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/R5Z3Sa-A9DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0YwcedCok4w/s1600-h/YippeeYiYea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/R5Z3Sa-A9DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0YwcedCok4w/s320/YippeeYiYea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441581560263730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/R5Z3Sq-A9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vuOdRGRKNLE/s1600-h/mir+and+andi+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/R5Z3Sq-A9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vuOdRGRKNLE/s320/mir+and+andi+099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441585855231042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8554146976017722339-213161055732633135?l=yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/feeds/213161055732633135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8554146976017722339&amp;postID=213161055732633135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/213161055732633135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8554146976017722339/posts/default/213161055732633135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yummymashedpotatoes.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-here.html' title='i&apos;m here'/><author><name>Bianca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213130360909924647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/SHwuEJQ3NZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xp--bhxS5x4/S220/bink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__KeTDhTcXkc/R5Z3Sa-A9DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0YwcedCok4w/s72-c/YippeeYiYea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
